Page 36 of Driven By Desire
“You’re just figuring that out now?” The condescending question was spoilt by the laughter that trembled through it. “Am I right?”
“Maybe. It’s an angle. An angle worth exploring.”
“Krish?”
“Hmmm?” The low murmur made Max want to stretch like a cat being stroked.
“Are we having a fling?”
Eyes snapping open in his hotel room, Krish cleared his throat cautiously, “I didn’t think so. Is that what you want?”
“God, no! I really don’t want to be flung.”
The emphatic if slightly bizarre response had Krish chuckling. “Where is this going Max?
“I know you’ve had a lot of flings in the past and-“
“And you know this how?”
The steel in his voice had Max pausing before saying, “I always protect my sources.”
“I’m going to kill Chirag.” The grim reply had her hanging her head in defeat. “All he had to do was give you a simple message. Trust him to screw even that up.”
“He did give me the message,” Max defended. “We were just talking and-“
“Max.” Krish waited for her to come to a complete halt before saying, “This is not a fling. Not for me.”
On a sigh, she let the last of her doubts fade and snuggled in to the sound of his baritone murmuring in her ear.
“Talk to me, Max.”
The seductive command had her toes curling. “About?”
“Anything. I just want to hear your voice.” The husky confession had her nipples tightening. Fingers tightening around the phone she blurted out the first thing she could think of. “I got an awesome deal on the electrical fuel pump.”
Startled laughter poured down the line. Mortification had her flushing and burying her head in her pillow even as the chuckles deepened until he was practically gasping with laughter.
“You say the sexiest things.” The warmth in his voice as he mocked her had her smiling reluctantly.
“Come home, Krish.”
Laughter slid away to be replaced with an intensity that had her breath catching. “I want to, Max. If this were about what I want, I sure as hell wouldn’t be alone in this hotel room.”
“If this were about what you want, what would be happening right now?”
Hand fisting in his sheets, Krish closed his eyes and let his head fall back. When he didn’t answer immediately, she asked again, “What do you want, Krish?”
Emotion clogged his throat making it impossible to answer. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had asked him that. What didhewant? So simple, so precious. Undone, all he could do was whisper her name. “Max.”
“I’m yours,” she whispered back. “Come home.”
Reigning in the furious need racing through him, he tightened his tenuous hold on his control. “I’ll be back Sunday.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
His control shattered. Or so he thought until she added, “With chocolate sauce.”
CHAPTER 14
