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night.

At one point, as the sexual tension was slowly, silently building in the room between us again now that we were alone, he tossed a menu into the middle of the table.

“That’s the menu from my favorite Chinese place around the corner. Look it over and tell me what you want. I’ll put in an order.”

“I don’t need to look over a menu for Chinese takeout,” I smirked. “I’m used to all nighters and I know my takeout all too well.”

His eyes met mine with a smile that slayed me inside. It was absurd how easily he could unravel me. I realized all at once that we’d be working alone together late into the night. No one else was around, including my father and my fiance…or anyone else we worked with. Working late nights always made me a little squirrely as it was, with any good looking guy. I quickly realized extra provisions would be needed to ensure I behaved.

“How about Indian?” I chirped suddenly. Indian food on a stomach full of coffee would guarantee that absolutely nothing sexual would be happening that night…no matter how bad either of us wanted it to as the hours went on. Insurance, I thought.

Two hours later, my eyes were starting to burn, and the sustenance from our Indian takeout was wearing off.

In fact, it almost instantly seemed to vanish as he circled around from behind and pointed over my shoulder, leaning in far too close and caging me in with his hot, muscular body.

“That figure is far too low,” he said with certainty.

I smiled wide, realizing he was right. “I’m never going to argue with more money.”

“Unless we’re the ones paying it out,” he countered.

God, he was smart and good at what he did. It only made him more irresistible, as if that was even possible.

“Shit, it’s almost midnight,” he hissed, glancing at the clock on the wall. “Don’t you need to call your fiance and let him know you’ll be late? You don’t want him to worry.”

“He’s not going to worry,” I snipped. “What about you? You don’t have some hot date waiting up for you?”

“No, which is how I like it,” he smirked. “I’ve seen too many men over the years get caught in that old conundrum of knowing they need and want to work later, but realize their wives will be pissed if they do. Those poor guys can’t win. They’re always letting someone down…if not their families, then their co-workers. And in both cases…they let down themselves.”

I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes. “Guys like my dad, you mean?”

He shook his head. “Mark was never like that. Hell, your mom dropped you off at the office when he was working late plenty of times. You liked hanging out with him while he worked. That’s why you are the way you are,” he teased.

Conversation faded again as we both devoted ourselves back to the contracts. But it didn’t take long for my mind to start wandering in all the worst possible directions, which only seemed to be getting worse as I got more tired. I thought about Jordan looking at me the way he was looking at those papers…about him bending me over the conference table…

“Go home,” he said suddenly, causing me to jump.

“What?”

“You’re tired. You’ll start making mistakes. It’s okay if you want to go home. I have trouble sleeping anyways, so I might as well stay here.”

Trouble sleeping not only translated into something being missing from his life, but it also translated into the potential for stamina and him having me bent over the conference table all night long.

“I just need coffee,” I defended, jumping up to go refill the pot in the corner of the boardroom.

When it was finished brewing, I walked over to pour a steaming cup full—but was surprised when Jordan suddenly appeared by my side.

He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a silver flask. “I have the perfect creamer for that coffee.”

I bet you do. I laughed inside, watching him pour a stream of amber liquid into my drink. Spiked coffee—great. That’s just what we needed. It’s not like it would make my sex cravings sky-rocket even more.

I kept working and sipping until I felt the warm buzz settle over my body, along with a new, slightly influenced, resolution. I decided all at once…I had wanted him since I was fifteen. The reasons why I couldn’t have him seemed to matter less and less as the hours went on.

To hell with it. Jordan Ashford was going to be all mine. At least for just one night…to get it out of my system.

5

Jordan

I was starting to think the spiked coffee wasn’t such a great idea. I was already going mad with Cat being in such close quarters, and now that exhaustion was setting in along with the caffeine and booze…it was too easy to start feeling like I was slipping deeper into temptation. And the risk of giving in was growing high.

I could see her lingering around my chair as I tried to stay focused. Even as she moved closer, I kept my eyes glued to the pages of words in front of me and nothing else. My pen tapped on the stack with a relentless thud, over and over again. I thought of it like a metronome of sorts to keep me on task…The only task that needed to be on my mind, which was the drafted contracts stacked up in front of me.

But the rhythm of my tapping pen grew unsteady as Cat, for some reason I couldn’t fathom, decided to slide her perfect ass onto the edge of the table—posing herself right next to me. I was far too close to those rounded plump thighs of hers and everything that I knew rested in between them…just waiting for me to dive in.

“Did you ever think about me all those years when you were hanging around my parents’ house?” she asked in a strange tone.

“What do you mean? Think

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