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“And if I want to be bored?” She challenged. Now that it was all behind them, she could afford to relax, and she really liked talking to him.

“Do you now?” He mused, fingers massaging the small of her back. “Want to hear about the negotiations that came with closing the deal? And how I had to threaten the current manager of the plant to provide the CFO with the updated financial reports?”

“You threatened him?”

“Somewhat. I told him if he valued his job and wants to continue running the factory, he would do well to make an adjustment to his attitude.” He grinned at her. “Not in those words though.”

“You were less polite.”

“I was not polite at all.” He loved this position, being here with her and having a conversation after a very hectic bout of lovemaking. It was a novelty for him. Before, it was just sex, something to blow off some steam and be gone as soon as that was accomplished.

“You put the fear of God in him.” She propped her shin on her folded hands and gave him her attention, expression avidly interested.

“Something like that.” She delighted him, so much he wanted to make love to her again. Once was never enough. “How about you?”

“Did I put the fear of God in anyone?” She shook her head ruefully. “I wanted to at one point over the last few days.”

“Anyone I know?”

She told him about the children’s home and the lack of funding. “The condition is deplorable. It is state run and the inadequacies are appalling. The administrator is a fat, useless woman who should not have been in that position in the first place.

I was just standing outside the hallway when I heard her dressing down a six-year-old boy who just lost his parents. I was livid. She had no idea I was there and tried to make some excuse, that the child had wet himself. The poor thing was so terrified that he started crying. I had to take him into a room, clean him up and comfort him.

I told the heartless bitch that I was going to report her, and she told me to go right ahead. Said she was overworked and underpaid. God!” She blew out a breath, still steamed. “I just had to get that off my chest.”

One hand lifted to cup her cheek. “What do you plan on doing about her?”

She shrugged. “There aren’t a lot of people vying to take over a children’s home. She is right. It is a lot of work and the salary is a joke.”

“It still does not give her the right to treat the children like that.” His expression hardened. “What’s her name?”

“Robert…!” She shook her head and felt a shiver running up and down her spine as she looked at him. “I did not tell you so that you could cause trouble for the woman. I am just venting.”

His hazel eyes bored into hers. “Is the problem still there?”

She nodded reluctantly. “I have been trying to get enough funding to have it revamped, but the state is dragging its heels. Not enough money, something will be done soon, things like that.”

“What if it wasn’t State run anymore?”

She blinked at him. “You mean…”

“Kathy Williams oversees the charitable arm of the company. She’s an excellent manager and very good at her job. I will ask her to adopt this as our next project. I also have a few senators who owe me favors.” He smiled at her look of amazement. “Let’s see if we can get the wheels turning faster.”

“You’d do that?” She whispered.

He wanted to tell her that there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her, but that was for another time. “I hate to see children suffering.” He told her instead.

Chapter 11

It was the scent of coffee that had her stirring and bringing it all back. Last night, this morning. The delicious tingles worked their way through her body and reminded her how well used she was. Her nipples were sore, so was the core of her. Sitting up against the pillows, she allowed her memories free rein.

He had used his mouth on her. A violent shiver shook her as she recalled the intense passion and the way she had screamed out his name. It also had her wondering about other women and was more than a little surprised that she was jealous.

“Oh, good Lord.” She groaned. “Coffee,” she muttered. “That will do the trick.”

But when she climbed out of bed, she laughed when she felt her knees trembling and her nipples tight. She was certainly making up for the years she had never had sex. And it felt wonderful!

She took a quick shower and felt a jolt when she saw his things scattered on her smooth peaches and cream counter. He hadobviously shaved, and his razor was still outside of his shaving kit. A damp towel was draped carefully over the rack.

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