Sleeping With My Boss: A Standalone Novel (An Alpha Billionaire Romance Love Story) (A Dirty Office Romance) (125 page)

The look on my face was sure to not win me
any fans. Rose’s question about the fight with Marjorie had thrown me off
guard. I was looking at the camera with daggers in my eyes. Not exactly the
face of a woman who was broken up about the loss of a life that had just taken
place.

I folded it closed with the intention of
tossing it in the recycle bin, but then with a heavy sigh I opened it once
again. I was compelled to see what Rose Dugan had written. I hated to, but I
had to admit that the girl was good. Although she used words that would float
heavy suspicion around both Adam and I, she was very careful to state only facts
and nothing that we could possibly use later in a libel suit.

For instance, there was no mention of the
fight. It had only been witnessed by Carla and since I was sure that it must
have been Marjorie who had given her the information, the informant was now
dead and wouldn’t be here to back it up in court if it had come to that.

My headache was growing again. I still had
so much to do, both here at work and to get ready for my parents’ visit. I
hadn’t even gone grocery shopping yet. Tossing the paper in the recycle bin
where I should have put it in the first place and glancing at the gorgeous
diamond that Adam had placed on my finger only the night before for strength, I
got back to work.

CHAPTER
TWO

ADAM

I tried to make it through the day without
bothering Alicia, but it was sucking so badly about two p.m. that I had to at
least hear her voice to make it through the rest of it. Carla buzzed her for me
and when Alicia answered, I instantly felt better.

“Hi, baby,” I said, “how’s your day
going?”

“Well, not my best day ever,” she told me.
“Better now that I’m hearing your voice. And yours?”

I sighed. “I’ve also definitely had better
days. I’ve gotten about a hundred phone calls today. Some of them are saying
‘Ding Dong the Witch is dead,’ and others are acting like they believe I killed
her. I suppose you’ve seen the news?”

“Yes, I’m so sorry.”

“I’m just glad I have you,” I told her. “I
wouldn’t know what to do if you decided all of this was too much. Not that I
would blame you.”

“Oh, Adam, that is not going to happen.
This is not your fault. You are a victim here, too.”

“Well, I definitely don’t say this often
enough, but I appreciate you, and I love you, and I need you.”

 
“You’re right,” she said with a laugh. “You
don’t say it often enough. Will you be staying with me again tonight?”

“If it’s okay. Detective Samuels called
earlier. He says I can probably go home tomorrow…just in time for your parents
to come into the country and not find you harboring a ‘person of interest’ in a
murder case.”

Alicia groaned. I knew she couldn’t be
looking forward to that conversation. She changed the subject and said, “I have
to go grocery shopping this afternoon. How about I make us a nice dinner?”

“Sounds like just what I need. I should be
there by about seven, if that will work?”

“Perfect. And Adam...”

“Yes?”

“I love, need, and appreciate you, too,”

“I know,” I said with a little laugh. “How
could you not?”

I felt so much better after I had hung up
the phone. I had something to look forward to tonight, something so simple, but
a definite change from where my head had been at ten minutes earlier. I got
back to work with the sound of her voice in my head. I could get through this,
with Alicia’s help.

********

Alicia already had the table set with
candles and a hot meal waiting when I got to her place. She never fails to
amaze me. I took her into my arms and just held her for a few minutes,
breathing in her energy. When I let her go, I kissed her lips softly, and then
my eyes landed on a copy of the
National
Inquisitor
lying on the counter. Alicia’s picture was on the front of it
but they had done something to it with photoshop.

“Baby, why did you buy that crap?” I went
over and picked it up. They had transposed a picture of Marjorie into the shot
and it looked like Alicia was glaring at her. The words above it said, “Maybe
Looks Can Kill.”

“I don’t know. I guess I figured it would
be one less in circulation. Or, I’m a glutton for punishment. It’s awful.”

I tossed it face down on the counter.
“It’s trash.”

“I know. I’m handling this all as well as
I can, I promise.”

I took her back into my arms. I felt
slightly ashamed that touching her was turning me on at a time like this. She
just sincerely overwhelmed me. “I’m sorry. I know you are,” I told her.

She pulled back and said, “Let’s sit
down.” We took our seats at the table and she picked up her napkin as she said,
“On my way home from the office, I went by the store to buy groceries. The
simple and mundane task of shopping for my home made me feel better at first.
It was so…normal and that was all I really wanted lately.

“All that was shattered suddenly when I
got into line to pay for my things. The lady in front of me kept staring when
she didn’t think I was looking, she snapped a picture of me on her phone. I was
confused until I looked to the right and saw these awful rags there.”

“I’m so sorry I’ve pulled you into all of
this.”

“I don’t blame you, Adam, really. It’s
just…surreal, I guess.”

“Yes, it is. How about we try and make
tonight as normal as we can?”

She held up her wine glass and I picked up
mine. She clinked her glass to mine and said, “To normal.”

“To normal.” We drank and then started in
on the delicious meal she’d made.

Afterwards, I helped her clean up the
kitchen and made a fire while she got the dessert ready. She came out with two
plates of strawberry shortcake, and we ate and talked about one of our cases
that had nothing to do with Miles or Marjorie or anything remotely close to
either of them.

Once we finished our dessert, she wanted
to watch a chick flick on DVD. I agreed, but I really had other “normal” things
on my mind. I was working her clothes off of her once again. I had her blouse up
under her arms and was going for her bra strap when she sat up and said, “Are
we finished with the movie?”

I unhooked the bra and when her breast
spilled out, I took one in my hand and rolled the nipple as I looked into her
eyes and said, “You can go ahead and watch it if you like.”

She sucked in a hard breath. “I might be
slightly distracted by what you’re doing.”

“You want me to stop?”

She moaned. “No…not even a little bit.”

I grabbed one of her hands with my free
one and pressed it to the front of my pants. “Good.” She groaned again and
started rubbing me. I leaned in to kissed her hard, and at some point, I stood
up and picked her up with me. She wrapped her sexy legs around my waist and I
carried her down the hall to the bedroom.

I sat her down on the bed and pushed her
back with my body. My tongue slipped back into her hot mouth for a few seconds
before I abandoned it again to trace a line down the side of her face to her
neck. She didn’t seem to mind that I wasn’t in the mood to be gentle. As I bit
and sucked on her sensitive flesh, she moaned, whimpered, and squirmed.

I did that for a while before pulling her
up and finishing undressing her. I looked her over and smiled. “Where are those
shoes you wore the night we went out? The burgundy or wine-colored ones?”

She grinned and pointed at the closet. I
went and got them and handed them to her. While she put them on I flattened my
palm and used it to rub against her hard nipples. Once she was finished putting
on those sexy shoes, I pushed her back again and let my hand find the wet
treasure between her legs. She was already soaked. I fucking love how her body
responds to me.

I played with her that way for a few
minutes and then I flipped her over so her ass was in the air. Once again I put
my hand down between her legs. I let my fingers play up and down along her
slit, stopping to pinch her hard clit and make her shiver and moan. She came up
off the bed, and once again I pushed her down with my body. My hard cock
pressed up against her ass and I rubbed myself against her.

“Are you going to take those clothes off?”
she asked. Her words were mumbled into the comforter that her face was pushed
down into.

“In a minute,” I told her. “I’m busy
here.” I used one hand to continue my torture on her pussy while I slid the
other one underneath her chest to grab a breast. I massaged and kneaded it and
got even more excited by not only the feel of her, but the sounds she was
making. I flipped her over again and took one of her hands and put it down
between her legs.

She brought her feet up and I felt those
sexy heels dig into my back while she began to rub her own clit. I bent down
further and sucked one of her breasts into my mouth. I tickled her nipples with
quick strokes of my tongue and the harder I licked the faster her hand moved
between her legs. I could tell she was getting close when she breathed out a
simple, “Please.”

Instead of undressing and fucking her, I
moved her hand and continued sucking on her breasts while I fingered her. I slid
two fingers inside of her and felt her tight walls clamp down on me as she held
my head to her chest and cried out my name. I used my free hand to pick up one
of her legs and put it up on my shoulder.

Then, I used my fingers to fuck her fast
and hard until she was screaming in ecstasy and coming all over my hand. When
she finished I pulled it out and licked my fingers, tasting her sweetness. It
only made me want more.

I leaned down and put my face between her
legs and began to lick and suck. She was muttering incoherently as she grabbed
a fistful of my hair and pulled hard while I brought her to another quick
orgasm.

 
I
let her recover, but after a few minutes, she reached up with shaky hands and
unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She pushed down on them until they were
around the tops of my thighs. I stepped back and took them the rest of the way
off, depositing my shirt down on top of them.

As soon as I stepped back up to the bed
she reached out for me. She wrapped both of her hands around my hard cock and
pulled it to her mouth. She started licking me all over like she was going
after a lollipop. I stood at the edge of the bed and watched her lick and then
suck and even gently graze her teeth along the underside of it, the whole while
massaging my balls with one hand. She nearly put me sailing through the ceiling
when she took one of my balls into her mouth and sucked on it.

I was shaking all over when I finally
worked up the energy to pull back. I threw myself at her, pushing her back on
the bed in one big movement. I mounted her and fucked her until we were both
crying out in an orgasm that rocked the room around us. I fell asleep wrapped
up in her arms and the world went away if only for the night.

At five a.m., I was rudely awakened to the
annoying sound of my phone. I should have left it in the living room. I sat up
and looked around. Alicia was blinking her eyes like she was trying to wake up.
“I’m sorry, baby.” I reached over and fished for my phone.

I put it to my ear and heard a strange
voice say, “Mr. Hanson this is Sergeant Mason of the NYPD. We got a call from
your alarm company. There has been a breach at your law office downtown. I’m
afraid there was a break-in.”

“Shit! Did you catch them?”

“No, sir, but we’d like you to come down
so we know if anything was taken.”

“Okay, I’ll be right there.”

“What’s wrong?” Alicia asked, sitting up.
I told her as I got dressed. She put her hands on her head and said, “When is
it all going to stop?”

“I wish I knew, baby.”

 
“Do
you want me to go with you?”

“No, baby. Your parents’ plane comes in at
eight, right? I know you need to get ready for that.”

Alicia laid her face all the way in her
hands and said, “God, I wish I didn’t have to explain all of this to Mother.”

“What about your father, do you think he’s
going to take it any better?”

“He’s more understanding,” Alicia said.
“All he has ever wanted was for me to be happy. He’ll worry about me and how
all of this is affecting my life, but Mother… Well, let’s just say that she
likes to give orders and issue ultimatums. If they’re not followed, then you
have an argument on your hands.”

Great. I couldn’t wait to meet her. I
kissed Alicia and said, “I’m sure it will be fine.” I’m a lawyer. Lying comes
easy.

CHAPTER
THREE

ALICIA

After Adam left, I got up and put the
coffee on to brew. I made sure the guestroom was free of dust and the bathroom
well stocked, and then I started getting ready to bring home the parents.