Page 37 of Legal Desire
He had to go now—because she was too vulnerable, her emotions too close to the surface.
But he shook his head. “I’m not leaving, Allison.”
“Why?” she asked. “What do you want with me?” Because he wanted something. Her every instinct was shouting at her to protect herself—that he was going to hurt her. And she had no idea why.
Trev winced as he saw the suspicion enter Allison’s eyes, turning the pale blue to ice. He couldn’t risk her figuring out what he was up to—that he was onto her. He stepped closer and lowered his head to hers.
But she planted her fisted hand against his chest, holding him back and asked again, “What are you up to?”
“Nothing,” he replied—probably too quickly—because her eyes narrowed even more.
And she asked again, “What do you want with me?”
“I want you,” he said. And it was no lie. His body ached with desire for hers, to be with her again. “I want to be with you...”
Her breath escaped in a shaky sigh. “Trevor...”
She was torn. He could tell. She wanted him, too, but he’d scared her. He’d pushed too hard for information about her. But he hadn’t learned enough yet. He hadn’t learned why she would be the mole.
To get back at her father? Or her stepfathers?
He and his partners sounded nothing like those men. Except for him...since he’d claimed he wanted to run for office. He was the one most like the men from her past—the men who’d hurt her.
And by bringing all that up, he had probably hurt her now. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “I shouldn’t have pried.”
“It was none of your business,” she said.
But he shook his head. “No. You are my business, Allison.” And not just because she was probably the mole. There had always been something about her that had intrigued him. He’d thought then it had been the challenge she’d represented with her ice queen persona.
But now that he knew that was just a facade, he was even more intrigued.
“Business,” she repeated. “That’s what we should have stuck to.”
“Hell, no!” he protested. He’d much rather give up their business relationship than their personal one.
But she shook her head. “It was stupid mixing business with pleasure.”
“Why?” he asked. Was she starting to have feelings for him?
“Because now you won’t take me seriously,” she said. “You won’t listen to what I have to say about revamping your image.”
“You think that’s because we had sex?” he asked.
She nodded.
“It has nothing to do with that.” It was because he had no damn intention of running for anything. But he couldn’t tell her that so he made another confession, of sorts. “I’m just struggling with letting someone else have the wheel, you know? With doing what you say.”
Especially when there was no way in hell that he was ever going to leave the practice and his friends.
Her brow furrowed slightly as if she wasn’t buying it.
“I think I need to ease into this,” he said. “Why don’t we start with my having to do whatever you tell me in our first arrangement?”
She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “What are you saying? That you will do whatever I tell you to do?”
He swallowed hard. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. But he nodded. “In sex. Just sex.”
But it wasn’t exactly just sex with them anymore—at least not for Trev.
