Page 49 of A Convenient Secret
“It certainly feels like I’m erasable.”
He whips his gaze to me so fast, I almost falter. He takes a step closer, and my heart jumps to my throat. It’s like a predator zoomed in on me, and if I was smart, I would run.
He is so close again that I can almost taste his lips, his breath fanning my face. There is a fightbehind his eyes; I’m just not sure if I’m the adversary or the casualty of his battle. I’m definitely the reason.
I wouldn’t say I fear him at this moment, but it feels like pushing him further is not a good idea.
“In another lifetime, under different circumstances, I’d bend you over my desk and have my way with you until your pussy would milk my cock dry. You wouldn’t be able to walk after I’d be done with you, and yet you’d beg me for more.”
My heart hammers so loudly, I’m not sure if he really said those words. Nobody has ever spoken to me like this. I’m mortified and aroused at the same time. What? Aroused? I didn’t know dirty talk—dirty threats were this hot. Jesus.
He must be consuming all the oxygen, because I can’t breathe. Heat cruises through my body.
I’m in way over my head here, but I still find my voice. “And yet…” I challenge him.
He hovers over me for a few more breaths before the elevator dings open. Saved by the bell, I guess.
“I’m not going to deprive my kids of a good nanny because of a moment of a poor judgment. It won’t happen again.”
Saar
Amelie Clementine van den Linden was born this morning. Both my beautiful niece and her mommy are doing well. Cal is annoyingly happy.
Cora
Congratulations. Pictures, please.
That’s amazing. I can’t wait to meet the little girl.
Saar
I only had a peek, but she is the most beautiful baby.
Celeste
She is. Thank you, guys.
How are you feeling?
Celeste
Tired, elated, scared. Full of love.
Cora
You got this. Can we stop by tonight for a moment?
Celeste
If Daddy Bulldog lets you in. He’s been protecting my rest (eye-roll emoji).
Saar
Please don’t call my brother Daddy in front of me.
Something heavy and hot is crushing my chest. I try to turn, and needles push into my skin before the weight disappears.
Cora’s cats mew at me in unison and saunter away from the sofa. I stayed at my friend’s place last night, and clearly her cats, Pitt and Clooney, thought they had a new bed.
