Page 43 of Devious Temptation
“Same as you, I suppose. Grabbing lunch.” He lets me go, and I take a step back. His eyes shift to Lawson, who comes up beside me, radiating annoyance. “Is this your father?” He sticks his hand out. “Gavin Russo.”
Lawson
He’s tall.Tootall. And why is he touching her? Why is she smiling at him like that?
My face grows red as I take in the easy way the man puts his hands on Lucy, smiling at her adoringly before turning his attention to me and asking if I’m her father. Lucy’s lips roll in as she tries not to laugh, and I reach out to take the man’s hand, squeezing it with more force than necessary.
“Not her father. I’m her boss, Lawson Morgan.” My head tilts to the side as I look at her questioningly. “And how do you two know each other?”
An uncomfortable expression crosses Gavin’s face for a moment before Lucy explains nonchalantly, “Oh! Dr. Russo is my lady doctor.”
My insides blow up like uncovered leftovers in a microwave.
He’s seen her naked from the waist down. His fingers have beeninsideher.
Since she offered up the information, the doctor relaxes. “I have to return to the office, but it was good to see you, Lucy. And it was nice to meet you, Lawson.” He quickly sweeps his eyes down my frame before disappearing out the door.
Wait, was that my imagination, or did he just check me out?
As if I asked the question out loud, Lucy laughs and rolls her eyes. “Calm down,Daddy. He’s not into women.”
“Into women or not, it’s weird that men choose to go into that profession. There’s no way in hell he’s going to see you exposed ever again,” I bite out.
She lets out a little huff that I find endearing before storming to the counter to order her lunch. After I order and pay for both of us, we take it to go and head back to the office.
As soon as we’re outside again, she whirls around and jabs her finger into my chest, reminiscent of Friday night.
“You have tostop! Either we work together, and you stop getting jealous of every man who looks at me, or youdosomething about whatever this is!” She gestures between us before turning and walking away.
“I’m navigating this the best I can. It isn’t exactly easy, okay? Do you think Iwantto be jealous of every man who looks at you? Do you think I want to feel the need to protect you when I see you making bad decisions like you were at the bar?”
“Oh, please,” she laughs. “I wasn’t making bad decisions, Lawson. It’s called having fun. I don’t need anyone to protect me from that.”
“Yeah, well, that type of fun is going to get you drugged and raped. So forgive me if I won’t stand by and watch that shit happen.”
There were plenty of men who had their eyes on her that night. It’s a wonder it hasn’t happened already. And if it has…
A wave of sickness curls in my stomach, quickly turning to anger as she shouts over her shoulder, “You’re not my father!”
We grow quiet as we enter the building, waiting to speak again until the elevator doors close behind us, and we’re the only two in the enclosed space.
“I’m not trying to act like your father. I care about you, Lucy.”
She turns around and faces me. “So youareinterested in me?”
As I search her hazel eyes that shine with so much hope, my jaw aches from clenching it so hard. Finally, I whisper, “I would be stupid to lie and say I wasn’t.”
Her pink berry lips turn up in the smile I love so much. And I hate that my next words are going to take that image away from me so soon. “But you are half my age. And I am your boss. Nothing can happen between us.”
As predicted, her smile falls as the elevator doors open. She turns and realizes we’re not on our floor. Lucy gets pushed into me, her ass flush against my cock, as a large man, who is yelling about a lawsuit on his phone, enters the tight space.
Her scent surrounds me, and I’m instantly hard, reaching for her hip instinctively. Her pink dress bunches as I curl my fingers, pulling a little gasp from her throat with my touch. Leaning against the wall behind me, I try to put some distance between us, but she discreetly steps back, turning her head to catch my gaze in the mirrored wall next to us.
It’s evident that my cock is rock-hard, and without drawing attention, I lean down to whisper in her ear, “I’m sorry.”
Everyone else in the elevator fades away as she looks at me over her shoulder, our mouths nearly touching. Lucy’s eyes deepen to a lovely shade of forest pine as her tongue darts out to wet her lips.
“Don’t be,” she whispers back, using the rail as leverage to push against me harder.
