Page 33 of Tempting Her Forbidden Boss

Sex was sex? Fun? Meaningless?

That hadn’t been either.

That had been the most intense experience of her life. So wild. So wonderful. So scarily insane.

He grabbed her by the wrist as she made it to the doorway. ‘We should talk, Dani.’

Um. Why? She didn’t want a post-mortem on that moment. She wanted to wrap it up in tissue and put it pride of place in her memory chest.

‘Not necessary.’ She aimed for casual, struggled to walk in a dignified way given the remnants of her knickers and tights were down round her ankles and her shoes were still on. ‘I have a job to get to,’ she said shakily. ‘So do you.’ She yanked off one shoe and freed her foot from the tights.

‘Work can wait.’

‘I’m not walking in an hour late because I slept with the boss.’ Actually she really ought to forget it. Go to a hypnotist and have the memory erased or something.

‘I’m not your boss.’

‘Semantics.’ She raced to her room. ‘I’ll be ten minutes.’

She took twenty and that was still nowhere near long enough for her to recover. She was going to need a few centuries for that.Wow oh wow oh wow.

Who ever knew it could be like that? No wonder the man was so popular—and so confident.

He was ready and waiting downstairs, hair still drying from its obvious dunking in the shower. She looked away, heat flooding her. She didn’t want to think about him naked in the shower.

‘Dani—’

‘Let’s not, Alex,’ she almost pleaded as she clipped down the stairs to the garage. ‘You were right, it was inevitable. But we’ve done it now.’

‘You think that’s done?’ He laughed. ‘You’ve got to be kidding.’

Not at all. Not doing it again would be the most sensible thing byfar.She was too inexperienced to play with a champ like him. ‘Can we get going? It’s only my second day on the job.’

He slammed the door and fired the engine. ‘We’re not done.’

‘I’m not going to argue with you, Alex.’

‘Good, because I’m right and you know it.’

She reached forward and turned the volume of the radio up and made a point of staring out of the side window.Stupid, so completely stupid.

She’d known it, hadn’t she? Her instincts had been bang on. Now her body was screaming chaos—wanting to cling but wanting to run just as much. Getting close to him was like volunteering to abseil into a live volcano—an adrenalin rush like no other, but with a high chance of incineration.

‘Why are you in New Zealand, Dani? Are you looking for someone—your brother?’

Dani whipped round to look at him—how did he know that?

‘I heard you on the phone last night,’ he said bluntly.

The stitches holding the hurt in her heart ripped. That was her most private business, her greatest treasure, and she didn’t want anyone—not even him—invading the preciousness of it. ‘You shouldn’t eavesdrop on private conversations.’

‘I might be able to help.’

How? Did he have access to all those secret files? She couldn’t breathe. Most certainly couldn’t speak. Just stared back out of the window.

‘Look, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,’ he said softly, ‘but I know a really good private investigator.’

‘What do you need a PI for?’ she asked, surprised.

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