Bad in Bed (21 page)

“You are.” He used his thumb to stroke the
outline of her lips, almost as intoxicating as if he’d used his tongue for the
same purpose. “I meant what I said, Amber. From now on it’s just you and me.”

“I can live with that.” She let out a long
sigh. “Is Marco okay with it?

“Yeah. He’s okay. We talked last night.” He
stroked her cheek. “When I got back from your place, he was already thumbing
through his little black book.”

When he grinned, Amber smiled in return then
eased her cheek into the palm of his hand. “I thought this was all about you
wanting to end it between us. Between you and me.”

“Hell, no.” A fierce look shone in his eyes.
“I’m crazy about you.”

She closed her eyes, letting the loveliness of
the moment drift through her before raising her mouth to his. “Show me.”

At last his mouth was on hers, his hot,
determined, compulsively addictive mouth. He used his tongue to tease and
devour, and Amber lost herself in his kiss, matching his enthusiasm with her
own.

His hands traveled over her, as if he needed to
reacquaint himself with every inch of her body.

Feeling the same way, Amber stroked her hands
along his shoulders, his biceps— damn he had fabulous biceps—and across the
breadth of his back.

Soon their frenzied breathing echoed off the
walls of the elevator. Ethan’s hands cupped her backside, squeezing until she
was locked against his erection.

He broke the kiss, but kept their lips close.
“What time’s your meeting?”

“Meeting?”

“Yeah.” He nibbled along her bottom lip. “What
time?”

Her frenzied brain cleared enough to let the
memory seep through. “Hell. About ten minutes ago.”

“When are you free?”

“Coffee break about eleven.”

“My place is nearer than yours. I make really
good coffee.”

She smiled, looking up at him beneath lowered
lashes. “This time, I really hope coffee is a euphemism because I’ve got news
for you, handsome. You make absolutely crap coffee.”

He laughed and swatted her ass. “I can make you
pay for that.”

“In that case, maybe we should wait until my
lunch break. I get a whole hour.”

He kissed her again, his lethal mouth dragging
her to the brink of insanity.

When he pushed his erection hard against her,
Amber’s head swam. Already regretting it, she reached around and covered the
hands that gripped her ass before firmly releasing herself from his hold. “I’m
not sure how I’m supposed to concentrate on my meeting.”

“You can think about all the ways I’m going to
have you, all the ways I’m going to make love to you.”

“That won’t exactly help my focus.”

His gaze softened as he pulled her even closer.
“Know something?”

“What?”

“I’m halfway in love with you.”

Her throat squeezed and her pulse quickened.
Was it possible for a heart to leap from its confines? If so, hers was
dangerously in peril of landing at his feet. Was there anything more wonderful
than looking into the eyes of the man you loved and knowing he loved you right
back?

Amber wrapped her arms around his neck. “Looks
like you have some serious catching up to do. I’m already at the three quarters
mark.”

He smiled, dropped his mouth to hers for a
shatteringly lovely kiss. “Why don’t we try for the full hundred percent
together? I reckon I should reach it by the time this lift starts moving
again.”

She laughed. “Too late. It was that last kiss
that did it for me. You’d better get this lift moving so you can catch up.”

He took the opportunity to steal another kiss,
before reaching out to the panel. “I’m getting well practiced at this.”

“At what.”

“Starting stalled elevators. Stopping them too,
come to that.” When her eyes narrowed, he grinned. “The first time, you didn’t
see me do it.”

“The first time? You stopped the elevator?” She
stayed his arm as he went to press the button. “Ethan?”

He linked their outstretched fingers. “Hung
around in the lobby for the best part of a week, trying to figure out how to
get your attention.”

“Really?” Her insides did a happy dance. “Why
didn’t you just say hello, or do something less drastic than climbing into the
elevator shaft and risking life and limb?”

“Seemed like a good idea at the time.”

“I also recall you talked me out of my
stockings.”

He grinned. “Most definitely a good idea at the
time.”

She pulled him in for a long hot kiss which
left them both struggling for air. “Next time you have a desire for the
dramatic, perhaps you could warn me first.”

“Now where’s the fun in that?” He squeezed her
ass. “But speaking of fun—”

Because her hormones didn’t seem intent on
settling down anytime soon, Amber slapped him playfully on the shoulder. “You’d
better get this lift moving, handsome, before they send in the cavalry.”

He winked and gave her that crooked smile.
“Cavalry’s already here, green eyes.”

Yes, she thought, as she moved willingly into
his arms again. Wasn’t that the truth?

The End

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