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“Yes.I promise.”
His breath shuddered out, and he trailed his mouth down her neck.“Thank you.”He stepped closer and heard her breath catch.“God… thank you.”
He slid one arm around her shoulders and pulled her back into him.She smelled heavenly of soap and warm, alluring woman.His cock jerked against her ass.She gasped.
“Jesus, Zach, how can you be hard even now?”
He laughed against her smooth throat.“You have no fucking clue how hot you are if you don’t understand that I can’t help being hard when you’re close.”
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They worked through lunch and ended up ordering from the executive Michelin-starred chef who came as part of the building’s concierge services.
He picked through Bethany’s initial plans, firing questions at her as they ploughed their way through a double-grilled steak with fries and salad, and a chilled glass of Chablis.
He tried to keep things business-like, but the knowledge that she wasn’t wearing any panties beneath the suit dress she’d insisted on wearing again played havoc with his thought processes every time he dwelled on it.Which was every three seconds.
“Zach?”
He fought to refocus.“Hmm?”
“I asked what you thought of Romania for the second trip.”
“Not at this time of year.”
“Okay.How about Rio?”she ventured.
“How about Reykjavik?”he said.
“How about Rome?”
He grinned.“Do names beginning with R turn you on, Peaches?Or do you just like the idea of getting down and dirty in the Holy City?”
A cute little blush reddened her cheeks.“Stay on point, Zach.Besides, there won’t be any down and dirtying since I’ll be right here in New York.”
“Ah, I hate to burst your bubble but you’re coming on the trip.”
Her eyes widened.“I’m what?”
He struggled not to lean forward and kiss the surprised O from her swollen mouth.“Part of the contract terms stated one member of Neon had to be present on the trip.I asked for you.”
She stared at him in silence.His nape began to prickle.“And where will you be during this time?”she asked quietly.
He noted a hopeful wariness in her eyes and dared to think she wanted him to answer one way only.“I’ll be right there with you.”
Her breath shuddered out.His heart soared.
“Does that please you, baby?”
She wrinkled her nose, but he was happy to see the shadows retreating.“Technically, it shouldn’t.Business and pleasure.Bad idea.”
“Fuck technical.And don’t pigeonhole us.We’re unique.”
She laughed, and he raised a brow.“It’s the second time I’ve been called that this week,” she supplied.
“Really.”
“Don’t give me that look.I’m a unique little snowflake.”