Page 65 of My Bossy Billionaire Attorney

“And it worked. So, stay where you are, and let me come to kiss you.”

I swallow as he pins me with a mind-hazing, hungry stare. Where I stand in the corner of the office, I take one step back and exhale when my back hits the wall. Michael walks towards me—stalks, more precisely, like a predator with its prey caught in its sights.

He reaches me in no time and his fingers slide up my arm to touch my cheek. His fingers are hot and my body is cool, and the combination feels so electrifying that my eyes close of their own accord.

My heart quickens as I feel Michael’s face come closer to mine, his breath mingling with mine. I hear my heart roaring in my ears. He’s kissed me before but each time…it feels new and exciting.

Then nothing.

I open my eyes to see the stupid, amused grin on Michael’s face.

He shoots me the finger gun. “I win.”

“You—.” My brain doesn’t comprehend the words at first and then I realize.

I roll my eyes, scoffing. “So, this was all a game to you?”

“Wasn’t it?” He smiles.

“You know what? Never mind. I know you like to win all the time and you’ve never lost a challenge before. It’s my loss and I’ll take my leave now.”

I spin on my heels but I don’t get to move more than a step when his hand sneaks around my waist and I find myself pressed to his chest, lips meeting lips. When Michael kisses me, it feels like the end of the world. The beginning too, as the intensity nearly knocks me off my feet.

I sigh heavily, giving everything to him and clinging to his shoulders, trusting him to take until there isn’t anything left. Buthe also gives—his tongue sneaking past my lips and exploring the depths of the passion that consumes us. His teeth nip my lower lip, biting softly.

Whimpers—soft, then loud, slip out as everything else fades away but us.

His hands touch every inch of my body and heat pools in my stomach before dipping lower, starting a strong beating pulse between my legs.

“Michael,” I moan.

“Savannah,” he drawls, breaking the kiss.

Both of us are flushed and breathless.

He kisses my mouth, smiling softly.

“You win.”

“I win?” Once again, I’m confused as to what he means.

Michael nods. “Yeah. You win. I might be cocky, a little brash but you win when it comes to the two of us, Savannah. Every single time. From the first time you walked through that door to today, you’ve managed to take a part of me and make it yours.”

“No one else has ever done that.”

His confession is so raw and sincere that it takes me by surprise. I stand there, feet away from him, unable to do anything. Then he clears his throat.

“But that’s about it. Why don’t we review what we have on your case again? We need to make sure we have covered everything.”

It breaks the spell a bit, creating room for me to respond. I don’t know how to deal with the soft but brutally honest part of Michael, especially when it stirs my heart so much I can’t focus on anything else.

Chapter 20

Michael

“What did you say?”

“I said they caught him trying to flee the country. The silent APB we put out showed up when he tried to book an impromptu flight and they were able to arrest him quickly.”

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