Page 63 of Legal Seduction
“The flowers,” she said. “The past two years I sent flowers to every single one of your flings when you ended it with them. But I didn’t get any flowers.”
“I didn’t end it,” he reminded her. “I wouldn’t have ended it.”
Ever.
The thought shocked him, but it didn’t scare him now, like it had when he’d first acknowledged that he had real feelings for her and they weren’t going away even though she had.
“I still would have liked some flowers,” she said.
He gestured at the paperwork on his desk. “I don’t have any.”
She sighed. “Then I guess you’ll have to make it up to me another way.”
He sucked in a breath. “Any way you’d like.”In the chair, on the desk.
But he wasn’t pushing his luck, so he didn’t suggest any of those things. “What would you like?” he asked her.
“An opinion.”
He hadn’t expected that, so he arched a brow in question. She walked closer and ran a fingertip over his brow.
“I’ve missed that,” she murmured and her lips curved into a small, wistful smile.
“I’ve missed you,” he admitted, his voice deep and gruff with the emotion rushing over him. “I’ve missed you so damn much.”
Her smile widened, and her breath shuddered out as if she was relieved. And happy...
“So you’re glad that I’ve been miserable without you?” he asked. “That I’ve missed you so much that I haven’t been eating or sleeping?”
“Yes,” she answered.
“And the only reason you’ve come to see me tonight is for an opinion?” he asked, hoping to prod her into making the same admission he just had.
That she missedhim, that she neededhim.
But she just nodded and reached for the belt of her overcoat. She undid the belt, then shrugged off the jacket so that it dropped onto the floor around her feet. She wore one of her designs beneath the coat. It had to be hers because it was adorned with those damn beguiling bows.
It was a braless corset that was more satin ribbon than material. The ribbon zigzagged through a thin piece of blue silk which must have had enough starch to it to boost her breasts up so they were even higher and fuller than usual.
His breath escaped in a hiss while his cock hardened and pulsed. “Damn...” he murmured.
She twirled around, showing off the back, which was all ribbon and bows, as well. “You don’t like it?”
He stood up so quickly and abruptly that his chair toppled over. Then he reached for her, jerking her up against his body. “No,” he told her.
Her bottom lip, with that little crease in the middle of the fullness, poofed out in a pout. “You don’t? I was thinking about using this for the line...”
“I don’t like it,” he said. “I love it.”
But that wasn’t all he loved. With his hands on her bare, silky shoulders, he eased her away from him. Then he reached for one of the bows, his fingers trembling slightly as he tugged on it. The ribbon stayed in place. And he narrowed his eyes in frustration.
She laughed. “You didn’t think I was going to make it easy for you, did you?”
He shook his head. “Not you...”
She would always be a challenge to him. She would never bore him.
“You’re going to have to keep trying until you find the right bow,” she said, “before you’ll see me naked.”
