Page 50 of Impulse

She went still, a gleam entering her eyes.She glanced at the others, nodding at a few.They were starting to drive off.She leaned in and whispered in his ear, “You’re pushing it, pal.”

“I don’t think I have anything to do withit,” he teased.“That’s all you.”

She groaned in exasperation, her warm breath fanning his ear and stroking his senses.Then she did something totally unexpected.She bit him.Trapped his earlobe between her teeth and bore down hard.

The sting was nothing compared with the surge of pure lust that shot through him.He groaned, his erection jerking in response.She went still, let go of his ear, and stared at him with round eyes as though surprised he hadn’t yelped or pushed her away.

“Do it again,” he challenged.

Her eyes narrowed.“You’re a freak.”

“Depends on what you consider a freak.”He lowered her down and picked up his briefcase and coat.Jillian avoided his eyes and nodded at his last employee, who was getting into his car, his wife openly staring at them.Lex waved briefly to them.

“Where exactly did you leave Douglas?”

“Sick in bed.”Her eyes met his.She had recovered from their kiss.Too bad.Arousal looked good on her.“Don’t be mad at him.He looked like hell when he came to pick me up.I knew he was sick, but he kept denying it.”She rolled her eyes.“So I made a bet with him.If he had a fever, he was going straight to bed.”

Lex was more than relieved.Some gambler she was.He opened the back door and threw his suitcase and coat in the back seat.

“What is it with men and being sick?”Jillian asked.“I had to force him to take medication, to eat some soup, and to get in bed before I left.And do you know what he kept doing?Calling me every five minutes to make sure I was on my way.He even insisted I call him when the plane touched down.I have a feeling he wants to apologize for not personally picking you up.”She scoffed at the idea.“Like being sick is his fault.Oh, and part of our bet was no calls warning you that I was picking you up.I wanted it to be a surprise.”

Douglas’ quarters were attached to Lex’s penthouse, so keeping an eye on him wouldn’t be a problem.He’d done it before.The poor guy didn’t have anyone except an ex-wife, who was now remarried, and a teenage daughter, who lived with her mother.

“Let’s go,” he said, opening the car door.“I’ll check on him when I get home.”

“Oh.That’s sweet.”

Lex grimaced.“I depend on him for everything.”

She laughed.“Right.I know about how you’ve been there for him.He told me everything you’ve done for him and his family.Don’t you have luggage?”

Lex stopped, glanced at the plane, and frowned.He was so used to Douglas taking care of his personal things he’d completely forgotten.The flight attendant, pilot, and copilot were still inside the plane.“It’s back in there.”

“Oh.Someone will bring it out for you,” Jillian said.

Lex heard her teasing and shot her a glance.“Not tonight.Douglas isn’t here.I told you he does everything.”

“Well, don’t look at me.I’m driving, not carrying and fetching.”

He fought a smile.“No, sweetheart.Youdrovehere, but you’re not driving us home.Not if I want to get there in one piece.You treat the road like your personal playground,” he added and walked past her, knowing she’d follow.Jillian, he was quickly learning, liked to have the last word.

“I can’t believe you’d say that.I’m an amazing driver.I got here in one piece.”She followed him.“I didn’t even speed.”

He ignored her and started up the airstairs.

“Okay, so I did speed a little,” she added.“But the cop who stopped me was nice.”

Lex stopped and turned.“You were speeding inmycar?”

She wrinkled her nose.“I couldn’t help it.It’s such a smooth ride.And you have a constellation on the roof of your car.”She stopped a step below him and cocked her eyebrows.“What?”

He studied her and reached a decision.“Okay.You can drive.”

She laughed.“Yes!I mean, thanks.”

“No speeding.”

She rolled her eyes.“Fine.Although with you in the car, the cops would just wave us by.”