Page 40 of I Accidentally Hired a Shadow Walker
“It was me correcting you. I didn’t say I didn’t want you around. What I said was, what we did was a mistake.” I set him straight. “This is supposed to be a professional relationship, and I want to keep itthat way.”
He slowly rolled his tongue across his top lip. “Hmm. So should I sign the papers to hand over everything to you? That would end the professional relationship, wouldn't it?”
I could see where his mind was going and debated if I wanted to reroute him. Instead, I answered honestly. “Yeah, it would, actually.”
“And would you still view what we did as a mistake if that was the case?”
“Hadn't really considered it.” I shrugged.
He stood, moving to stand behind me. With his lips right next to my ear, he whispered, “Consider it now.”
“Why?” I turned to face him and pushed him away from me. “You just said you're going to be moving on from here, right? You're handing over everything early so you can move to the next spot. So why does it matter if I consider that?”
"I just want to know," he said, his voice so low it was almost a breath. “Curiosity.”
“For the sake of satisfying your curiosity.” I paused, staring up into those green eyes, and chewed my lip. How daring did I want to be here? I thought of Natalie and the conversation about men. Raymond was the sort I steered clear of, so why was I so drawn to him now? “No, I wouldn't consider it a mistake.”
“Why not?” he asked.
“I enjoyed myself. I rarely regret anything I enjoy if it doesn't have any negative impact on the rest of my life. You being gone would mean what we did no longer affects the rest of my life.”
“And should it happen again?” He lowered his voice. “That thing we did.”
“It's not going to.” I squinted at him.
“Right.” He took a half step forward, closing the space between us.
“What are you doing?” I looked down at his feet.
“You just said you don’t regret it. It wasn’t a mistake.”
“And?” I asked, breath catching in my throat.
“You enjoyed it.” His voice was low, seductive. “You enjoyed me.”
“So?” I tried to sound indifferent, but my voice shook, and I knew I failed.
“Are you saying you don’t want to?” The corners of his lips lifted. “Fine, I’ll go.”
Raymond turned to leave.
“Wait.” I stopped him.
“I knew it.” He turned back to me with a devious grin.
“When are you going to sign the papers?” I raised a brow, knowing I’d caught him off guard. “I want to make sure everything is done before you disappear.”
“Wow, okay. Fine. I’ll have my attorney send you everything you need tomorrow.” He held his hands up as he stepped back from me. “It was nice to know you, Ms. Brown.”
Raymond turned and walked back toward the door. I could have let him leave, and I probably should have, but once again, passion overwrote resolve. I ran after him, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back to me. We paused for a moment, our eyes locking before I reached around his neck and pulled his lips to mine.
Raymond leaned into the kiss, quickly feeding his own desire. His arms snaked around me, and he lifted me into his hold as the kiss deepened. But then he stopped, ripped his lips away from mine, and put me down.
I watched him carefully as he caught his breath, eyes dark and locked on me. “I told you not to play with me. If you do this…”
I reached up, putting my finger on his lips to stop him from talking.
“Don’t play with me,” he muttered beneath my finger.
