"But he turned out to be lying, is that it?"
Kady gave him a small nod.
His gaze bored through hers. "Since I also remember you mentioning that your ex virtually hooked up with your best friend behind your back, I don't exactly find the comparison flattering." Slade paused. "I might be an ass, but I've always been upfront about it."
"Oh."
He waited patiently, seeing her visibly mull over his words, and when her gaze darted back to him, it was as if she was seeing him in a whole new light.
"I'm so sorry." Kady couldn't help cringing as the full truth hit her. "You're absolutely right. You have nothing at all in common with him."
Slade's gaze narrowed. "Then..."
Her brows furrowed. "Then?"
"Shall I take this as a sign you'll stop being nervous around me?"
Kady tried - she seriously did try - imagining acting naturally around Slade, and she justcouldn'tpicture it.
Slade wasn't surprised when his little chick slowly shook her head.
"Thought so," she heard her boss murmur, and Kady winced.
Damned if I do, damned if I don't, the billionaire mused.
"Well then..."
Kady couldn't help stiffening when she saw the way Slade was suddenly looking at her with hooded lids.Uh...oh...
"Since you feel that way," Slade said silkily, "I might as well give you a reason to be scared."
WHAT?
But Slade was already leaning towards her, and Kady let out another gasp when his arm shot over hers—-
PLOP!
Her seat fell back, and the next thing she knew, she was flat on her back, and Slade was looming over her.
Oh my God, was he going to kiss—-
His head went down.
Kady gasped.
He was kissing her alright, but his lips hadn't even landed on her mouth or anywhere on her face.
She felt him start to suckle, and Kady nearly screamed.
He suckledharder, and this time her brain completely shut down, her eyes rolling back at the sheer, agonizing pleasure of his mouth suckling on one fabric-covered nipple.
Oh. Dear. Sweet. Je—-
A choked sound escaped her when he suddenly bit her nipple, and she could feel her body starting to writhe.
The heat of his mouth, the feel of his tongue, the graze of his teeth...
Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.