There was barely a moment’s pause before he reached out and pulled her into his house, slamming the door closed behind her.
When she looked up at him, she wasn’t exactly sure what to say. So she started with the question foremost on her mind. “Did I hurt your feelings at the airport when I left so abruptly after landing?”
He chuckled. “I’m a guy. I don’t have feelings.” He looked down into her pretty blue eyes. “But no, I didn’t like it.”
She bit her lip, trying to figure out what to say next. “I’m sorry,” she told him, feeling horrible.
Pete’s arms snaked out, boxing her in as he leaned against the wall behind her. “Tell me why you did it.”
Olivia sighed, looking at the middle of his chest. “Because I wasn’t sure what you might want once we were back in the real world.”
On hand lifted, playing with a lock of hair. “What do you want?”
She shrugged, trying to think of a flip answer. Unfortunately, nothing came to mind other than “everything”. Instead of admitting that embarrassing truth, she shrugged slightly. “I don’t want us to go back to hating each other.”
He sighed and pushed away from the wall, grabbing her hand and tugging her into his house. “I never hated you. I’ve been attracted to you since the first moment you stepped out of the building and walked towards my plane.” He chuckled as his thumb rubbed gently against her cheek. “I loved tormenting you though. But I’ll admit, I fell in love with you over the past week, Livie. I promise I won’t annoy you, no matter what you decide.”
She stopped and stared up at him, forcing him to turn. “You love me?” she asked, the words squeaking out.
He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah. You’re pretty hard to resist.” He laughed, but it came across as a bit self-deprecating. “Always were.”
She took a step closer. “You really love me?” she asked, her eyes pleading with him to tell her the truth. “As in love and forever and babies and future and all of that?”
He put his beer bottle down on the countertop and pulled her closer. “Yeah. All that kinda stuff.”
Olivia smiled, relief hitting her hard and fast. “So…?”
He laughed, hugging her. “So, you’re going to marry me.”
Olivia hugged him back, but when he started to pull away, he tightened his arms around her. “Only under one condition.”
He looked down at her, one eyebrow going up. “What’s your condition?” he asked, thinking she’d say something like wanting six or seven kids or extra dogs. All of which he could live with.
“We have to be a Nationals home. I grew up in Virginia. Baseball is all about the Nats.”
He stared at her, trying to decide if she was serious or not. When she didn’t blink, he knew that she wasn’t kidding. Instantly, he jerked backwards, shaking his head. “No. No way!” he told her, dragging her over to the sofa to pull her down next to him. “You live in Seattle. You have to be a Mariners and Seahawks fan!”
She laughed even as she pretended to stand up but he wasn’t letting her, his hand shooting out to pull her right back down onto his lap. “Not gonna happen! Natonals and Redskins! Seahawks aren’t…”
“The Redskins?! They haven’t even been to the Superbowl in twenty years! How can you be a fan of the Redskins?”
He was holding her down now, tickling her but she screamed, wiggling and trying to get away. “I’m no fair weather fan! You have to be loyal!”
He stopped when she was gasping for breath, both from the tickling and the laughter. “I’ll convert you then,” he promised.
She looked up at him, her hands looping around his neck. “You already did,” she vowed.
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Zeke walked into his office, ready to fire someone. He’d just left a meeting where a contractor complained about missing documents. He was so furious, knowing that those documents were somewhere in the mess of his office, either on his desk or his assistant’s, but he had absolutely no idea where they might be. There were other issues that were falling through the cracks as well. Things that couldn’t happen! Inspection requests weren’t happening, contracts weren’t being sent out so contractors weren’t showing up at work sites, slowing down progress, which would eventually mean additional costs and missed deadlines.
Something had to change! He was fully prepared to cancel his meetings for the next week so that he could personally go through all the documents on his desk, figure out his office filing system just so that he could know where everything was!
But when he stepped through the doorway to his office area, he came to a screeching halt. The exquisitely round bottom that greeted him fired up his imagination like nothing he’d ever experienced. He was so enthralled, he actually considered dropping the files in his hands so that he could bend down and cup the round globes. They were perfect, straining against the wool material of the slacks, making his mind go down a very wicked path.
And that was all before he realized he was standing there looking at the most incredible derriere he’d ever seen.
He must have made a sound because the delectable stranger spun around…well, she “fell” around. Her body twisted and, because of her position, when she looked up at him, she sort of…toppled over.
“Oh!” She gasped and pushed herself up. Unfortunately for his already strained body, her silk blouse gaped slightly when she stood, giving him an enticing glance at the black lace of her bra underneath. His mouth watered with the idea of discovering what that black lace was covering. As she stood, everything about this woman screamed energy. Lively, lovely, amazing, sensual energy. Even the black curls around her face, pinned on top of her head by several pencils, bounced around her.
It took him several moments to pull his eyes away from those dancing curls. Black hair, white skin, incredibly long, black lashes surrounding the bluest, clearest eyes he’d ever seen in his life. He couldn’t even say that her skin was pale. It was white. A creamy, soft, delicate white that tempted his fingers to reach out and touch her skin, to find out if she was real or a porcelain doll. And her lips, her rosebud lips, were the perfect shade of red.
It took several moments for his eyes to move away from those lips. Lips that he’d like to explore, kiss…damn, he was picturing those lips doing…ah hell.
As his eyes moved lower, his body couldn’t hold back the almost instant reaction. She was perfect! Her breasts were full and round, almost straining the burgundy silk of her blouse. Her tiny waist flared out to round, lush hips that he suspected his hands would enjoy more than anything he’d ever touch. Besides those breasts.
She was like a Madonna wrapped up in the body of a sensual goddess.
And he wanted her!
“Who are you?” he asked but even to his own ears, the question came out sounding harsh.
Marcy stared up at the giant man glaring down at her. She’d done something wrong. And if this gorgeous, intimidating, huge man would stop looking at her like he wanted to bite her, she might be able to figure out what she’d done wrong.
Goodness, he was handsome! Not in the way Teague was handsome, but she could see the family resemblance. No, this man was…different. He was…
Terrifying!
“You must be Marcy, from Teague’s site.” He moved closer and Marcy suppressed the crazy instinct to move back. She couldn’t have this man close to her. Why, she didn’t understand. All she grasped in her jumbled mind was that this man scared her. It was basic survival, she thought. Bunny rabbit skittering away from the wily fox. Or wolf, was more appropriate. Foxes were cute and fuzzy.
There was nothing cute or fuzzy about this man.
He was hard. Hard jaw, hard green eyes, hard glare, hard shoulders….yep. Top to bottom, this man was granite hard and scary as all get-out.
She shivered, her fingers almost numb around the files she was holding.
“You are Marcy Marshall, correct?” He ext
ended his hand, his sharp, green eyes narrowing on her features, and Marcy had no choice. She lifted her own fingers and almost jumped out of her skin when the heat from his hands enclosed her cold fingers.
His deep baritone voice felt like a rough caress. A caress that sent shivers of awareness spiraling throughout her whole body. “I’ve heard great things about you. Are you sure you can tackle this challenge?”
Marcy licked her lips. Was he the challenge? Was he asking her to tackle him?
Her eyes moved down, glancing at his lips and she unconsciously licked hers. “Um…”
“My assistant went on maternity leave three weeks ago. The man who took her place messed everything up.”
Oh! He was talking about tackling the office mess! Not him! Darn!
Wait, huh? She didn’t want to tackle this man! She had plans! She had things she needed to do! Law school, great lawyer, bragging rights for her mother. Her life was mapped out and it didn’t include a gorgeous, sexy giant with a voice that could send her body into sexual shock. Nope!
Her future included a nice, comfortable accountant with a white picket fence and two children, a boy and a girl, a dog and a cat. A cocker spaniel dog because they were sweet and fluffy. She had no idea on the cat. Her accountant husband would have to pick out the cat. Looking up at this man, she suspected that his choice in dogs would be…german shephard. And he wouldn’t want a cat. She needed a cat. The picture in her mind included a cat even though she didn’t really like cats. She had to have a cat to finish the perfect picture.
She knew what she wanted and she was going for it. This man might be eye candy, but she had goals.
Clearing her throat, she nodded with as much confidence as she could muster and pulled her hand out of his. “Yes. I can fix this. I’ve already started working on it. Just give me a few days and I’ll have things back to normal.”
Zeke nodded his head and had the crazy urge to shove everything off of his desk and spread her out on top of it. The view from his office was great, but he suspected it would be nothing compared to the view of this woman laying across his desk, a pleading look in those crystal blue eyes, begging him to take her, to make love to her.
Forcing that image out of his mind, he glanced around at the mess his office was in and tried to stifle his anger and frustration. Looking back down at her, he also had to stifle the urge to take her into his arms and make love to her. Office protocol be damned, this woman was gorgeous!
Zeke pulled back, appalled at his thoughts. This was business. Besides, Teague would be furious if he…well, all the things going through his mind would piss off his brother. So instead of inviting this luscious lady to his bed, he focused. “Excellent,” he said and nodded once again. “I look forward to your help.”
With that, he moved into his office, trying to get his body back under control. What the hell? He was plotting to have sex with an employee? On his office desk?!
No. First of all, Marcy was a valuable employee. Secondly, Teague would kill him.
The first was important, the second, he dismissed.
He walked into his office and came to a halt again. His desk was…buried. He couldn’t find anything and all the sexual tension he’d been feeling while looking down at the luscious, sensual bunny outside his office transformed into frustration at his work life.
Tamping it down with extreme self-discipline, he dug through the papers until he could find the files he needed for his next meeting. With resignation, he walked back to the outer office, about to ask for help. Unfortunately, his dark-haired goddess was bent over the desk…and oh dear God, the ideas that popped into his mind with that position!
“I have a meeting in five minutes,” he told the woman who seemed to be forcing air into her lungs. And she was bent over, her butt once again drawing his eyes.
“Yes,” she gasped and spun around, her blue eyes wide as she looked up at him. He hadn’t realized how tiny she was. He was almost a foot taller than the woman.
He liked tall, leggy blonds, he reminded himself. Not bouncy, buxom, full-of-energy, dark haired beauties that made his teeth ache with longing.
Nope, she was off limits.
No matter how long her lashes were!
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Book List
I used to include my entire backlist of stories, but the list has gotten so long, that I’ve had to shorten it a bit. So for a full list of all my stories, go to http://www.elizabethlennox.com/books/.
Below are just some of the more recent and upcoming books. Enjoy for many hours of escape!
(By the way, I also write a line of erotica romances under the name Gabriella Rossi. They are a bit more sexual in nature, but still have the delicious alpha males and the strong women – just with an erotic slant. You can find more about them here: http://www.elizabethlennox.com/TheAlexaCollection)
The Boarding School Series
The Boarding School Series Introduction
The Greek’s Forgotten Wife
The Duke’s Blackmailed Bride
The Russian’s Runaway Bride
The Sheik’s Baby Surprise
The Tycoon’s Captured Heart
His Unexpected Protégé (Novella)
The Samara Royal Family Series
The Samara Royal Family Series Introduction
Pregnant with the Sheik’s Baby
The Prince’s Intimate Abduction
The Prince’s Forbidden Lover
The Sheik’s Captured Princess
The Sheik’s Jealous Princess
The Bold Alaskan Men Series
The Billionaire’s Beautiful Mistake
The Billionaire’s Challenging Beauty
The Billionaire’s Courageous Lover
The Billionaire’s Adventurous Mistress
The Jamison Sisters Series
His Erotic Obsession
His Scandalous Commands
His Indecent Proposal – December 12, 2016
Montana Men Series
Dangerous Seduction
Dangerous Attraction
Dangerous Desires
Dangerous Enticement
Dangerous Temptation
Dangerous Secrets
The Steele Brothers Series
Resisting His Seduction – June 12, 2017
In The Boss’ Bed – July 24, 2017
Seducing His Wife – August 28, 2017
A Taste of Paradise – October 2, 2017
Defying his Charm – November 13, 2017
Beyond Love and Hate (Steele Brothers Book 7) Page 6