Page 9 of One Hot Moment

I try to focus on my job. I manage to do that for about five minutes.

Then Spencer thrusts the door open, poking his head out. He glances around like he expects me to leap out of my chair and tackle him to the floor. "Tabitha, could you, ah, come into my office, please? I've forgotten my computer password."

"It's in the packet I gave you."

"Yes, but I can't find that either."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Spencer shuts the door.

And I sit here motionless for several seconds. Then I force myself to get up and go into Spencer's office. The door clicks shut behind me. I approach the desk and hold out a piece of paper. "Here you go. The password."

"Thank you." He types on his computer keyboard and sighs. "Yes, that worked."

"Let me know if you need anything else."

I turn around, aiming for the door, but I don't get the chance to flee. No, not flee. I was planning to...walk briskly out the door.

"Please don't leave yet, Tabitha."

"What did you need?"

"Something that will get me sacked for sure."

Oh, no, no, no, he can't mean what I think he means. Walk out the door, woman, do it now. I don't want to get fired, but my feet refuse to move, and I feel a strange giddiness rising inside me, as if I'm a teenager about to get my first kiss.

Strong hands grasp my shoulders and urge me to turn around.

My boss gazes into my eyes and drags his tongue across his bottom lip. The deepening color of his blue eyes tells me everything I need to know. He wants to kiss me. I should slap him in the face and stomp out of his office. But Spencer is such a nice man, and sexy too. I need to feel his lips on mine just once.

He gently massages my upper arms. "I'd like to kiss you, Tabitha. I'd like it very much."

"Yes, please, I want that too."

Spencer leans in while pulling me closer. He lowers his head, down, down, down until his lips graze mine. I let my eyes flutter shut. He touches his mouth to mine, holding his warm lips there without deepening the kiss. My heart is pounding. I can't catch my breath. A tingle sweeps over my skin from head to toe. A delicious little tingle that dives between my thighs.

He draws me even closer until our bodies meet. Then he flicks his tongue between my lips.

I moan softly and let my jaw slacken.

When Spencer plunges his tongue into my mouth, I give in to the kiss, twining my tongue around his in a slow, erotic dance, like a tango in my mouth. I clench his shirt. He slides a hand down to my ass, cupping one cheek. I fling my arms around his neck, diving my fingers into his hair while he massages my ass and my nether regions awaken, instigating a slickness between my thighs that makes me weak in the knees. Within seconds, my panties are soaked.

Spencer breaks the kiss. He grasps my upper arms to gently push me away. "That was bloody fantastic, Tabitha. But we can't ever do it again."

"I know. Workplace politics and all that." Suddenly, I don't give a damn about what anyone else might think. I want Spencer to throw me down on his desk and screw me. But we can't do it. "I enjoyed that kiss very much. Thank you."

I whirl around and walk out the door.

Chapter Five

Spencer

I stand in front of my desk, staring at the door as it clicks shut, and I wonder what the bloody hell is wrong with me. Kissing Tabitha? I might as well have stripped off my clothes and run through the building starkers. Yes, I've clearly gone insane. Spending time with Tabitha today, getting to know her better, has turned me barmy for sure.

Tabitha won't file sexual harassment charges. I have no doubts that if she had an issue with me, she would stalk into my office and slug me in the gut, then explain her grievances.

But that kiss...

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