fantastic.” She lifted up to kiss him and nibbled on his lip before she fell back onto the bed.
“So how long have you been planning this?” he asked, satisfied grin firmly in place.
She widened her eyes in feigned innocence. “I have no idea what you’re talking about!”
He bent forward. His lips ran across the sensitive skin of her neck. “I don’t believe you,” he whispered.
She craned her neck to give him better access. “So I might’ve gotten an idea or two on the airplane,” she admitted. “But I didn’t think you’d go for it.”
“Why the hell would you think I wouldn’t go for it?”
She had to admit, the disbelief in his voice bolstered her confidence. “Well, I don’t do this kind of thing often. Most of the men see me firmly as the boss. Of course, that’s normally a good thing but…”
“But there are guys outside of work. None of them ever got ideas? I’ve been thinking about you since Friday.”
The more he talked, the more she wanted him. She put so much time and effort into work and making sure her image was picture-perfect, she forgot to take time to make sure she relaxed.
And nothing was more relaxing than the rush of great sex. But what exactly did Dean want? Did he think this was just a one-night stand? Or, judging by the sunlight streaming through the thin curtain, a one-day stand?
Of course, the better question was what did Victoria expect from it? When she’d first concocted the crazy idea to seduce Dean, she hadn’t thought it would be more than a wham-bam, thank you sir . But this seemed too…sweet.
But what the hell did she know? She’d never used a man purely for sex. All of her other relationships were based on long friendships and mutual respect. Not that she didn’t respect Dean. She just didn’t know him all that well.
“What can I say?” She grinned. “I inspire fear into the hearts of men everywhere.”
He opened his mouth to say something, but the blaring of the hotel phone stopped him.
She raised a brow. “Expecting someone?” In the day and age of cell phones, she rarely ever heard the landline ring.
He shrugged as he reached to answer. “Not that I know of.” He brought the receiver to his ear. “Hello?” There was a pause as he frowned. “Hold on.” He looked to Victoria. “It’s for you.”
Her eyes widened. “Me?” She took the phone. “Hello?”
“Hey, Vicks. How’s it goin’?”
Victoria shot up and pushed Dean off her. “Terry?”
Dean’s lips tightened as concern knotted his forehead. “Get off the phone,” he ordered. Instead of hanging up, Victoria turned away from Dean.
“It’s me. I called your cell but didn’t get an answer. I wanted to see if you had time to grab some dinner.”
Considering her cell phone was in her jeans, conveniently located at the foot of Dean’s bed, it figured she wouldn’t have heard it vibrating. “You want to go to dinner? Tonight? I’m in North Carolina.”
Dean rolled off the bed and Victoria heard the rustle of him getting dressed.
“I got word you were going to be down here, and I want to talk to you. Away from the chaos of the city.”
Crap. “You’re here. In North Carolina. Right now?” The deal with the North Carolina plant wasn’t public. If Terry knew what she was doing here, it meant she had a serious breach. She should blow him off. Tell him, and whoever was feeding him his intel, to screw off. But she couldn’t force herself to tell him exactly what she was thinking. Because no matter what she suspected, it was so hard to truly believe Terry tried to kill her.
This was her brother. She’d been to his soccer games and taken him out to the movies to cheer him up after his first girlfriend dumped him. Even if they’d had a stressed relationship the past few years, she hated to think he’d let all that go over money.
But the Green & Sons empire came with lots and lots of money. And money made people stupid.
“When were you thinking?” she
“So how long have you been planning this?” he asked, satisfied grin firmly in place.
She widened her eyes in feigned innocence. “I have no idea what you’re talking about!”
He bent forward. His lips ran across the sensitive skin of her neck. “I don’t believe you,” he whispered.
She craned her neck to give him better access. “So I might’ve gotten an idea or two on the airplane,” she admitted. “But I didn’t think you’d go for it.”
“Why the hell would you think I wouldn’t go for it?”
She had to admit, the disbelief in his voice bolstered her confidence. “Well, I don’t do this kind of thing often. Most of the men see me firmly as the boss. Of course, that’s normally a good thing but…”
“But there are guys outside of work. None of them ever got ideas? I’ve been thinking about you since Friday.”
The more he talked, the more she wanted him. She put so much time and effort into work and making sure her image was picture-perfect, she forgot to take time to make sure she relaxed.
And nothing was more relaxing than the rush of great sex. But what exactly did Dean want? Did he think this was just a one-night stand? Or, judging by the sunlight streaming through the thin curtain, a one-day stand?
Of course, the better question was what did Victoria expect from it? When she’d first concocted the crazy idea to seduce Dean, she hadn’t thought it would be more than a wham-bam, thank you sir . But this seemed too…sweet.
But what the hell did she know? She’d never used a man purely for sex. All of her other relationships were based on long friendships and mutual respect. Not that she didn’t respect Dean. She just didn’t know him all that well.
“What can I say?” She grinned. “I inspire fear into the hearts of men everywhere.”
He opened his mouth to say something, but the blaring of the hotel phone stopped him.
She raised a brow. “Expecting someone?” In the day and age of cell phones, she rarely ever heard the landline ring.
He shrugged as he reached to answer. “Not that I know of.” He brought the receiver to his ear. “Hello?” There was a pause as he frowned. “Hold on.” He looked to Victoria. “It’s for you.”
Her eyes widened. “Me?” She took the phone. “Hello?”
“Hey, Vicks. How’s it goin’?”
Victoria shot up and pushed Dean off her. “Terry?”
Dean’s lips tightened as concern knotted his forehead. “Get off the phone,” he ordered. Instead of hanging up, Victoria turned away from Dean.
“It’s me. I called your cell but didn’t get an answer. I wanted to see if you had time to grab some dinner.”
Considering her cell phone was in her jeans, conveniently located at the foot of Dean’s bed, it figured she wouldn’t have heard it vibrating. “You want to go to dinner? Tonight? I’m in North Carolina.”
Dean rolled off the bed and Victoria heard the rustle of him getting dressed.
“I got word you were going to be down here, and I want to talk to you. Away from the chaos of the city.”
Crap. “You’re here. In North Carolina. Right now?” The deal with the North Carolina plant wasn’t public. If Terry knew what she was doing here, it meant she had a serious breach. She should blow him off. Tell him, and whoever was feeding him his intel, to screw off. But she couldn’t force herself to tell him exactly what she was thinking. Because no matter what she suspected, it was so hard to truly believe Terry tried to kill her.
This was her brother. She’d been to his soccer games and taken him out to the movies to cheer him up after his first girlfriend dumped him. Even if they’d had a stressed relationship the past few years, she hated to think he’d let all that go over money.
But the Green & Sons empire came with lots and lots of money. And money made people stupid.
“When were you thinking?” she
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