Page 4 of Tempting Him (Illicit Desires)

Christ, Rich. He’s too young for you. Catch yourself on.

“Not a bloody thing. I’m starting to think I’ll never get a job. Maybe I’ll have to find myself a sugar daddy.”

He laughed, and I felt it prickle over my skin. I swallowed, closed my eyes, and tried to calm my physical reaction to him. A sugar daddy, indeed. In my distraction, I let my wrist get a little too close to the pan I was cooking the chicken in.

“Shit!” I jumped, and in an instant, Liam was beside me, grabbing my wrist.

“What did you do? Here, let me look.”

He blew over the burn on my skin and goosebumps rose all over my body. He pulled me to the sink and turned on the cold water, shoving my arm under the flow.

“Keep it there,” he ordered and went back to the cooker to turn down the burner under the pan and check the chicken wasn’t burning as well as me. He moved back beside me and touched my arm again, puling it back out of the water to check on it. “Have you still got that first aid kit?”

“It’s not that bad.”

He glared, and I admitted defeat. “Yeah, it’s in the same cupboard as always.”

He nodded and headed for the upper cabinet on the other side of the kitchen, ordering me to sit down. I sat, doing as I was told and letting him take care of my burn.

He moved against my knees as I sat on the stool and watched him play nurse with my burn.

“It’ll be fine, you know.” I winced as he covered it with an antiseptic spray.

“It will be once I’ve finished, yes,” he agreed.

I laughed and shook my head, watching him bandage my arm, trying not to think of his body brushing against my knees and just how damn close he was. He ran his fingers over the bandage, lifted my wrist, and kissed it better with a little smirk. When his eyes made it to mine, I felt like I was being pulled towards him.

He licked his lips, and my gaze fell to his mouth. I knew where this would end up; I felt it in every inch of me. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to sample what his lips tasted of. I could see his breathing quicken, and he moved ever so slightly towards me too.

His phone rang. He pulled back and reached into his back pocket to answer it. I took the chance to escape and went back to the stove where the pan of chicken waited for me.

ChapterFive

Liam

Fuck!

I had almost kissed Rich, and not only that, but I got the impression he was going to kiss me too. That was going to make things interesting later when I thought of him as I stroked my dick.

Instead, my phone rang. It was Annie.

“Hello, babe.” I grinned down the phone.

“Listen, I thought I was going to get this work finished up by now, but they’re talking about us still having another few hours of work ahead. Do you want to hold off on heading over to mine?”

“Sure. If anything changes, will you give me a ring?” I felt like I’d been busted. Nervously, I looked over my shoulder to where Rich was standing with his back to me, finishing off the curry he had started earlier.

“Yeah, sweets. I’ll call if anything changes. Better go. Love you!”

“Love you too!” I replied, and she hung up. I turned to Rich. “Uh, that was Annie.”

He didn’t even look at me. “She’s going to be late?”

“Yeah.” I suddenly felt childlike and awkward.

“You’re welcome to stay and still have curry with me if you like. I mean, you don’t have to rush off. Not if you don’t want to.”

I didn’t really want to leave. The opposite was true; I wanted to stay in his company. Ideally, we would get right back to there we had been right before Annie called me. Biting my lip, my mind raced with all the ‘could have been’ ideas it was throwing my way.

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