Unable to help herself, she initiated the contact, brushing her lips against his.
That seemed to be all the incentive he needed.
Connor claimed her mouth and her response.He tasted of success and promise, and every part of her intuitively responded to that.
More and more, the idea of having someone in her life to count on was becoming seductive.Though she’d tried to keep Connor and his determination to have more than a business arrangement at bay, when she succumbed, things were just easier.
At the board meeting, she’d been aware of his quiet presence.Not only had he given support, he had been content to let her lead the meeting, never speaking up, except as they’d agreed.When her father hadn’t shown up, he hadn’t given any advice.Instead, he’d waited.
More than that, he’d been right when he’d said they’d been a good team.
She was beginning to wonder how she’d managed without him.
It was so, so tempting to lean in, count on his strength, but part of her knew better.In some ways, their two-year commitment seemed like an eternity.In other ways, it was only a wink of time.She had to remember to count on herself, not him.
But right now, forgetting today was a hell of an idea.
Facing her father had been necessary, and she had no regrets.But that didn’t mean it hadn’t cost her in terms of emotional energy.
Connor ended the kiss, but not until she was consumed with thoughts of him being inside her.
He had helped her clean up the conference room and power off all the electronics.Then they’d returned to her office so she could shred the financial statements and agendas that had been left behind.
While she slipped into more comfortable shoes and took off her blazer, he notified April they were ready to be picked up.
“Got everything?”he asked.
She tucked her purse and shoes into her work bag and slung it over her shoulder.
“Let me.”
Even though she objected, he took the bag from her.“Is this part of your weightlifting program?”he asked.
“I move it from arm to arm all day,” she teased back.
In the lobby, she waved goodnight to the security guard.
“It was nice to see your mom,” the woman called out.“And she brought me a chocolate chip cookie.Can’t believe she remembered that after all this time.”
“I didn’t get one,” Lara told Connor when he opened the door for her.
“Or dinner,” he said.“Do you want to stop for something, or go straight for the sex?”
“After the way you kissed me?Is that really a question?”she asked.
April was already waiting, and she delivered them to the front of Connor’s high-rise in under ten minutes.
“I could get used to this,” Lara confessed.
“It saves significant amounts of time.”
“And it’s pretty damn luxurious.”It would have taken longer to walk to the parking garage and get in her car than it did to get to Connor’s home.
Once they were inside the loft, he locked the door.
At the purposeful sound, her pulse hitched.
“Join me in the playroom, little Lara, and present for me, there.”
