Page 314 of The Trouble With Bad Boys

Ideas popped into my head. I could almost see an adorable set up with flowers, an assortment of terrariums, and potted plants packaged to entice people. If I were to open it now, I couldn’t afford to hire help.

“Would you consider having your employees manage the area while I supply the flowers? You can purchase the plants from me. Or they can be on consignment. We could discuss it later.”

He pulled me close to him. “So that’s a yes?”

I smiled. “How could I resist such an enticing offer?”

A loud thump sounded from the ceiling, and I glanced up.

“They’re adding in new flooring to the yoga and self-defense studios upstairs.” Kain took my hand, leading me into his office.

I noticed the two potted plants from Happy Flowers. They sat at a table by the window. I strode over to check the soil and smiled to see it was moist.

When I turned, he yanked me onto his lap.

“What are you doing?” I shrieked, trying to wriggle free, but his thick armbanded around my waist.

“Taking whatI want.” A devious smile flashed. “You agreed to three hundred thousand, didn’t you?” He gripped my chin, turning my face to meet you. “Don’t tell me you’re backing out now. I’ll be pissed.”

“I was just kidding about the money, you oaf! Let me go!” I pushed at his arm, but he tickled me.

He leaned in and sniffed my neck. “You smell nice. I’m addicted. I can’t let you go.” His lips skimmed my neck, sending tingles all over me.

“There’s people working here,” I muttered.

“They’re out there busy working. No one will come into my office.” He sucked on my skin, dulling my defenses. “It’s locked.” His open mouth dragged all over my neck, my chin.

“Is this something you do often in your office?”

“Not until you, baby.” His mouth hovered over mine, licking my lips. “Let me have you in my office.”

Heat burst in my core. All the reasons I’d taken a walk evaporated from my mind.

“I bet you’re already wet for me down there.” He slid his hand to the waistband of my pants.

I gripped his hand and held it.“Don’t you have work to do?”

“I do. But I’m taking a break for some afternoon nookie.” He interlaced his fingers with mine. “I have it bad for you. The things I want to do to you range from indecent to extremely filthy.”

Those words just sent more liquid heat into my panties. I’d never had sex in an office before. But I wanted to let him ravage me here.

I loved the confidence and determination in him. He stated what he wanted without apology. The way he kept pursuing me even after I turned him down made me feel like the only girl on this planet.

And right now he inspired me to do something I never imagined. I felt like a bad girl taming a bad boy.

He lifted my hand to his lips. “Tell me why you threw out three hundred thousand dollars.”

“For something personal.”

“Tell me.” He nuzzled my neck, sending all kinds of shivers through me.

Should I tell him? Communication was key to strengthening a relationship, and I wanted ours to last forever.

I traced the tattoos on his arm and an idea sparked. “If I tell you, then you have to tell me more about these tats.”

We hadn’t had time to talk about it the last time it came up. Orgasms had gotten in the way.

He stared at me, and those gray eyes darkened.“Why?”

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