Page 90 of The Rules Of Attraction
I shook my head and laughed. “I mean here at the office.”
“Do that again?” he looked intrigued.
“Do what?”
“Laugh.”
I smiled instead. “You are so silly. People don’t just laugh for no reason. Okay maybe some do.”
He answered with a smile of his own. “You have the most beautiful laugh. I like hearing it.”
Yup, I’d definitely walked into that alternate dimension. My theory was this was still a few weeks ago and I was actually still at the club drinking Angels on Sex.
I must have drank too much and ended up in a coma whereby I’d made up this crazy world and created the man before me.
“Thank you.”
“Kiss me.”
“No, the door is open and people could walk by and see us in here kissing, and what if one of them happens to be your father. Or, your brother.” I hadn’t met Preston yet but I heard he was a tough cookie to crack. Also, Eilesh said he was a prick.
“Come here.” He reached for me and I moved away.
This felt like that time in tenth grade when Billy Gillman tried to kiss me , except he had chicken pox and I ran like hell away from him for fear of catching the virus.
Alex caught up with me and took me into his arms, planting a kiss on my cheek while I giggled.
“Alex, you are crazy.”
“Maybe.” He placed more kisses along my neck. “I’m just showing you all the benefits of my offer. Should I go through it again with you? Or maybe I could show you what you get in return.” He pulled me closer and pressed his distinct erection into my ass.
Shit, I felt myself grow wet.
I had to move again. This time he just gave me that grin.
“You are too much, Mister.”
“Okay, I won’t shock you anymore for today.”
Good, because my head felt like it might explode.
“Thank you. Tell me about this legal aid.” This was my thing now, changing the subject.
“Legal aid is me.” He smiled.
“What do you mean.”
“I help people who need legal advice. There’s a community center on the east side. They run a program for families who are going through a tough time. I leave my cards there and sometimes I get a few people who need me. Mrs. Johnson is one of them.”
“You do this for free?”
“Yeah.” He shrugged.
I felt that force that drew me to him working its magic. Every day I saw more of his personality and more things to like about him. First Clarissa, and this, and I guess there was me too. I was the damsel in literal distress.
In my mind he became less and less some guy I picked up in a club and had a one night stand with.
“See I’m not so bad.” He said that just like he did the other day.
