Her Five Favorite Words (3 page)

eyes at the mere mention of a repeat

performance.

The doors opened with a ding, and

Jordan ushered her out.

People flooded the lobby: co-

workers, security guards, maintenance

personnel, even a couple of fire fighters,

and paramedics. Some office workers

waited around in annoyance, no doubt

their wait time had doubled as a result of

the break down. Everyone seemed to be

going about their business, but they all had

quirky smiles plastered on their faces,

their eyes darting to the couple then

quickly away.

A man in a suit and tie approached.

“I’m Bob Brown, Security Manager for

the building.” He held out his hand to her.

“Becca.”

“Everyone all right?”

They nodded.

“Good. There are paramedics on

site if you need any medical attention.”

She looked up at Jordan. “I think

we’re both fine.”

“Just a little hot and bothered?” The

man laughed low in his throat. He turned

but stopped halfway. “A tip for next time.”

Next time? Becca hoped she would

never have to endure another elevator

situation. At least not without Jordan.

“We

have

security

cameras

positioned in each elevator car.”

Becca recoiled and looked at

Jordan.

“Not that a visual was necessary

with the enhanced audio we could hear

from the elevator shaft.”

Her

face

flushed

with

embarrassment. That would explain the

smirks of the onlookers. Jordon looked at

Bob, a silent manly exchange on both their

faces. Men.

“I’ve got to get back and write a

few reports. If you’re both fine, then I’ll

send the emergency personnel on their

way.” He gave a quick nod and turned on

his heel, weaving through the crowd.

It was time to get back to reality.

Her co-workers were probably wondering

where she was. Her boss probably thought

she was slacking off. She headed for the

bank of elevators across the way, slightly

embarrassed to look Jordan in the eye.

“Becca?”

It sounded nice rolling off his

tongue.

He grabbed her by the elbow and

swirled her around.

She gobbled up the sight of his

handsome face, clear tanned skin, dark

eyes made even more beautiful now that

she’d seen them blaze with sexual need.

“Like I said before, I wasn’t

kidding about my office.” He pulled out a

business card from his wallet. “Thirty-

second floor. Whenever you’re in the

mood for something sweet…” He lowered

his head, his mouth hovering beside her

ear. “…or salty.”