Page 93 of Sparks Fly
Touché.
I type back.
I am being serious. Colby told me about how he has behaved. Can you come to my office, please?
She replies.
No.
Slamming my hand on my desk, I drop my head and squeeze my eyes shut as I inhale heavily. Deep breaths, Creed. Picking my phone back up, I type:
Fine, then I’ll come and find you. I like to play chase.
Pushing from my seat, I am already out of the office by the time it’s sent, and I am focused on finding her now.
I search in all the usual spots—her office, the break room, the canteen, Nora’s office— she’s not there. I see Nora walk out of the bathroom and her eyes widen.
“Is she in there?”
Nora looks behind her and then back at me.
“Is anyone else in there?” I ask again, and Nora shakes her head. “Excuse me.” I lower my tone and drop my head as I push into the restroom.
There she is. Slightly bent over the sink unit, her long legs are on show, cargo skirt sitting mid-thigh and that fucking polo top. I don’t know why it does things to me, but it does. That’s my name sitting above her breast. I own this team. I own her, in a matter of words.
Mine.
“Creed.” Her eyes widen as she looks at me in the mirror and I smirk.
“Ace.” I wink as I stand behind her, tilting my head as our eyes connect in the reflection.
“You can’t come in here.” She tries to spin to face me but my hand grips onto her waist and I shake my head.
“I can.” I nod and her breath hitches. “I needed you to come to my office, but you told me no. So, I had no other choice but to come and find you.”
I step closer to her, so her ass is right where I want it, pressing my hips forward and her cheeks pinken, my erection against her. Tightening my grip, she tilts forward, hands pressed onto the coolness of the worktop.
“Royce won’t be an issue.” I lean across her back, my lips pressed to the shell of her ear as my spare hand trails up her outer thigh, teasing under the hem of her skirt.
“Okay,” she whispers, her eyes fluttering shut. Her auburn hair is curled and tucked over one shoulder.
“I am trying so hard to stay away from you… trying so hard to stay professional, Ace…” I whisper, her ass rotating over me, teasing me. “But I fear my strength is crumbling with each passing minute.”
“You’re the one that pushed me away.” The sting in her voice is loud. Her hand moves behind her and rubs my thigh in a teasing manner and catches me off guard. “You could have had me in Monaco…”
“Ace,” I rasp but she shakes her head, pushing back and then spinning to face me, eyes bouncing between mine.
“You blew me off. Twice. You will not get the chance to do it again,” she mutters, pushing her hands into my chest.
I stumble back before she walks out of the bathroom, leaving me with a hard on and feeling as horny as hell.
Fuck.
Anaïs keptout of my way, and I kept out of hers. She’s right. I can’t keep toying with her but once she’s in front of me, trying to keep away is hard.
She was forbidden and the forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest.
I had even offered for her and Nora to fly on my jet, but she refused and said they would make their own way.
