“It’s true. Don’t give up. It sounds like your story is far from over.”
A flutter starts low in my stomach, and my breath bottles up in my chest.
Our waiter appears to take our order, offering me a reprieve.
CHAPTER 39
KAT
Anew email flashes up.
JLockwood
My heart rate picks up, and a tingling starts in my stomach and chest. It’s been over two weeks since we returned. Over two weeks since Jaxson and I were together in the same space. Over two weeks since he reawakened my body.
Tomorrow, we’ll come face-to-face in front of a boardroom full of my colleagues.
I inhale, exhale, repeating the process until I steady my breathing.
You’ve got this!
I can almost hear Dad’s voice in my ear.
After my conversation with Pen, I’ve thrown myself into work. With Christmas on the horizon, it’s been the perfect distraction. Work has been crazy. I’ve barely come up for air, especially after a week away.
I click on the email.
Kat,
I have attached my proposal. Let me know if you have any questions. I’ve couriered over printouts for you to distribute.
Jaxson Lockwood
(CEO/Owner Lockwood Architects)
No niceties.
No, how’ve you been?
But what did I expect? I made my position perfectly clear. All he’s doing is honouring my wishes.
I can do professional too.It is, after all, what I’m best at, what I asked for.
I open the attachment and read through his proposal. It’s good. Everything we discussed has been included, priced up, with some additional nice-to-haves. He really has gone above and beyond.
Did I expect anything else?
This is Jaxson after all. It’s clear to see where his passion lies. I’m just glad our little slip-up in the Maldives hasn’t jeopardised this.
Remember. Jaxson Lockwood is a win for the FHG, for this project.
There’s no doubt, Jaxson Lockwood is a passionate man.
I suck in a breath as memories of him bringing me to orgasm over and over again flood my brain. How he played my body like a finely tuned instrument. I can still recall the feel of his cock deep inside me, sliding in and out, him coming hard, the look of ecstasy on his face. Of him holding me in his arms as we fell asleep.
A rush of desire has my pussy contracting, a throbbing need awakening deep within my core.
Get a grip, Kathryn Frazer! You’re in control here, not your base desires!
