Page 83 of Hell Hath No Fury
"Harriette isn't the only one who pays attention. At the company events, you always go for the sweet white wine or girly drink."
"There is nothing girlie about the drinks I drink. They may look pretty, but they are potent," I inform him.
He just smirks.
"What?" I ask, wiping my mouth with a napkin. "Do I have something on my face?"
"No." That's all he says as he continues to look at me with a gleam in his eyes I've never seen before. It's one I enjoy seeing there. It's also one that scares me.
"Text your boys," I demand.
He does, smiling as he does. When his phone beeps with a reply he holds it out to me.
"Mark. Why am I not surprised? That's rude, man." I snicker. "What did you say to him?"
He thumbs his phone. Keep your mouth shut about it.
I grin. "Think they will?"
He nods. "They know this isn't a game."
My breath catches and I feel the flush settle into my cheeks.
"Look at you blushing. It's endearing." He reaches up and rubs his thumb over my cheek.
I push his hand away. "It's totally not endearing. It's annoying. It reveals too much."
"Oh, I don't know," he says, lacing our fingers together. "I think it reveals just enough."
"Too much," I counter.
"You don't have to be self-conscious with me, Audra. Not with me."
"That'll take some getting used to. It's not so easy for me."
He nods, rubbing my knuckles with his thumb.
What happens if this doesn't work? I want to ask him that so badly. How will I be able to continue working with him as my boss? I wouldn't be able to stand hearing the floozies calling him and parading around with him at company events or in the tabloids. Oh no, that would break my heart. I've been emotionally invested in Derrick Pierce for far longer than I want to admit. I also don't want to admit that my feelings are so much more than like.
"I think we've had enough pizza," he informs me, closing the box and resting it on the floor next to the bed. He takes a pull of his beer then turns to me with a glint of seduction in his eyes.
"You're insatiable," I tease.
"Baby, you ain't seen nothing yet."
CHAPTER TWENTY
Audra
We went at it more times than I could count that night. One orgasm rolled into another. Each kiss warming my heart even more.
Yesterday, Saturday, we slept most of the day. We'd wake up and fuck lazily. There was no urgency, no hesitancy, no desperation. Just us coming together to enjoy one another, then spooning as we slept.
It would be so easy to get used to this. But this is Derrick Pierce. While I may be different for him, I don't imagine this going long-term. He's not made that way. A month, two max, and he'll get bored and move on while I fall apart.
It's Sunday and we've just had some amazing shower sex. We step out of the steamy compartment when I smell bacon.
Derrick hangs his head. I'm the opposite. I perk up.
