Secrets and lies.
None of it changed the truth.
Emily knew the truth.
16
“What was that all about?”
Sid snapped out of the pseudocoma he’d lapsed into and glared ather.“What’re you moaning about?”Damn bitch.She should know better than to get into his business. He didn’t even know why she was here.
She wanted something. He saw plenty he wanted. Anticipation altered his foul mood ever so slightly.
As if sensing the change, she studied him curiously. “Was that Emily Wallace?”
He pointed a threatening finger. “That is none of your business.” He glowered at her when what he really wanted was to screw her brains out, but she’d never once looked at him that way. She was too high and mighty.
“You seem a little tense,” she offered coolly.
“And why wouldn’t I be?” he demanded, giving her a stare that usually had the people who dared to enter his office cowering. “It’s Grand Central Station around here! First Clint Austin came shooting off his mouth, then that frigid bitch Emily Wallace.” Damn straight he was tense. Ready to snap.
She hummed a note of disinterest. “Someone really should tell that man that he isn’t welcome in this town anymore.”
“You think that’s my job?” Sid snarled. It wasn’t his place to straighten out his daddy’s shit. But Sid did enjoy watching people thrasharound like puppets on a string. There were lots of people thrashing with Austin’s return.
The twat currently watching Sid folded her arms over those high, full tits, blocking his view of her firm nipples poking against the thin fabric of her dress. “So, are we doing business or what?” she challenged.
He shivered. Damn, she was powerful. He rarely met a woman who could do that to him from halfway across the room. His gaze roved over that filmy red dress, the wrap kind that tied at the waist. He imagined the wicked lingerie beneath. “That depends upon what you have to offer.”
Her manicured fingers tugged at the strings of the sash, and the silky fabric swept over her shoulders and cascaded to the floor. She held out her arms, showcasing her spectacularly naked body. “What will this buy me?”
His eyes bulged, but he managed to nod—tough to do, considering every muscle in his body had gone rock hard. “That could put me in a very generous mood.” More so than he had anticipated, in fact.
She walked toward him, those firm, smooth thighs and the perfect tilt of her breasts making his mouth water. When she moved around his desk, she scooted onto the edge right in front of him. The idea of her bare ass on that polished mahogany sent electricity rushing through him. God, he wanted her. He’d always wanted her.
She inclined her head, causing her long silky hair to fall across one delicious tit. “You give me what I want and I’ll give you this ...once.”
His cock twitched. Once would be enough. “Name it.”
His respiration grew ragged. He wanted to touch her. But he held back. This was business. He wouldn’t do anything but look until he knew the terms.
“It’s very simple.” Her scent was driving him crazy. “Your father had a secret that you’ve been keeping for him for a very long time. You continue to keep that one secret and we’ll have a deal.”
He scrubbed a shaky hand over his jaw. He didn’t see a problem.What the hell?“Which secret?”
She licked those lush, red-painted lips and then smiled. Her arms draped around his neck and drew his face close to that beautiful mouth. She whispered the words in his ear.
He should have known.
She drew back, widened her thighs enough for him to get a better view of her negotiable asset. “Do we have a deal?”
Time for him to reclaim control. He had a reputation after all. “What makes you think you can trust me to hold up my end of the bargain?” He kept his hands at his sides, no matter that his fingers itched to molest her in every imaginable fashion.
“Like I said, you’ve been keeping this one a very long time.” Her hand settled on his fly, rubbed his thick cock. “I’m certain it’ll continue to keep.”
He wanted to hold out a little longer, make her beg, but—his gaze traveled over that perfect skin—that wasn’t happening. What she said was true. He had kept this particular secret for a very long time. And now he intended to have some fun with it.
“Deal,” he agreed. At least it was a deal until he decided differently. This bitch should know better than to trust him.
