Chapter Nine
Quinn lay on her back, panting, as reality started to seep in.Oh ...my ...god...What had she done?She had just slept with her boss.Well, no, not slept.Sex.She just had sex with her boss.Sex.With Max.Mind-blowing, out-of-this-world, unbelievable sex.With Max.Her boss.Oh ...my ...god...
Max rose from the floor, moving to his jeans, heedless of being naked.She watched his ass, the same ass she wanted to bite, as he grabbed his phone and connected the call.
She just had sex with her boss.Like, what clichéd romance novel had she just experienced?
Oh ...my ...god...
She took a steady breath and tried to relax her brain.All right, it had to be the wine.Blame it on the wine.For some reason the alcohol went right to her pleasure center and made her forget decent behavior.Would Max believe the wine excuse?
Oh ...my ...god...
This was a nightmare.She looked again at Max and his back turned as he talked to whomever was on the other side of the call.
She just had sex with her boss.What was she supposed to do now?
Quinn grabbed her clothes.The first thing she wasn’t going to do was lie there naked.She stood, ignoring the delicious feeling of her body in spent languor, and hurriedly dressed.The wetness between her thighs she would deal with when she got to her room.Not looking at Max as he continued on the phone, she rushed out of the den to her bedroom.In the bath, she tossed her clothes into the corner and turned the shower up on hot.If there was ever a time she needed introspection, now was that time.
Things were different now, forever changed.It would kill her if he had to start avoiding her, or worse, feel the need to fire her.Her job was important to her.Even if they were able to move past this, she doubted she’d be able to forget.How could she possibly work with him now?What could she say to him?Certainly nothing about what had happened, although it had been one of the most awesome, toe-curling moments of her life.The sex had been amazing, and she had a sneaky suspicion that he’d ruined all men for her in the future.How could they even compare?
The shower had settled her somewhat and she donned her pajamas before settling into bed.Her body was tired, but her mind raced.A knock sounded at the door.Quinn took a deep breath and told him to enter.
The door swung open and the hall light bathed him in shadow as he crossed his arms and leaned in the doorway.
“We should talk about what happened.”
“Um, now?”
“It doesn’t have to be now, but soon.”He studied her for a moment.“You assured me you were okay with this.”
“I know what happened."She held up a hand, halting him.“I know, Max.But I need time to digest it all.”
“Are you ashamed?”he demanded.
“Yes,” she instantly replied, then raised a hand to squeeze the bridge of her nose.“No.”She groaned.“I’m confused.We breached a protocol that’s strictly taboo.You’re my boss, for heaven’s sake!I don’t want you to fire me.”
“Is that what you thought I’d do?Slam, bam, thank you, ma’am, now get the hell out?”He made a reproachful sound between his teeth.
“I don’t know how I’m supposed to act,” she whispered.“I-I’ve never done this before.”
“Act like Quinn.This changes nothing between us.”
