To Have a Wilde (Wilde in Wyoming) (11 page)

Chapter 17

K
ey walked inside Sonia’s office trailer, closing and locking the door behind him. After the last time they were in the trailer together, he didn’t want a repeat of the interruption.

His glance raked the small space, a grin on his face as he remembered what he and Sonia had done.

If he had his way, they’d be doing the same thing again, this time with a more satisfying ending, he thought.

Not that they hadn’t made up for the interruption.

Over the past few weeks the pair had been inseparable, and although no one said anything directly to him about it, no one was in the dark about their relationship.

The only person who seemed to be sour about it was her assistant, and for the life of him, Key couldn’t understand what in hell he’d done to the woman to make her hate him so.

He searched Sonia out and found her inside the smaller cubicle in the trailer that served as her office.

She was on the phone, the small tortoiseshell-framed glasses perched on the end of her pert nose, so absorbed in her work she hadn’t heard him enter and didn’t know he was in her trailer. She spun around at her desk, turning her back to him, and stood, staring out of the small window, pulling at a curl at the back of her head, a sign he knew that meant she was thinking, hard.

“Well, with the new angle, I think it’ll be even more exciting!” she exclaimed, and he grinned at her enthusiasm.

“Awesome! I’ll put it together for you and send it to you. I think the new angle will produce results you’ll be pleased with.”

He paused, leaning against the door frame, arms folded across his chest as he waited and listened.

He didn’t in the least find that intimidating or off-putting. Her focus was one of the things he loved about her.

As soon as he thought it, he paused, his footsteps coming to a halt before he could walk toward her office.

He was falling for her, hard.

The feeling he got simply from looking at her mocked his earlier belief that it was only sex. It was more than just sex between them. Yeah, the sex was off the chain, incomparable. She did things to and for him no other woman could, but it was so much more.

He leaned against the door frame, the grin on his face still in place.

* * *

“Now back to work.” Sonia sighed, disconnecting the call from one of her friends currently working on a project that Sonia was helping her to develop. Dee Dee had been given the project after a failed pilot. The network hadn’t wanted to give the series another shot but, after revamping it, the show was given a new chance. Sonia had confidence that her friend could produce the results needed to see the show become a hit. She smiled, grateful to be in a position to help those few people she truly called friends.

She and Dee Dee had gone to film school together, and she knew her friend’s work ethic matched her own. Lately an idea had been forming in the back of Sonia’s mind as she contemplated another project with her friend and taking a stab at script writing for film. She shelved the thought as it was time to get back to work.

She spun around and returned to the document she’d been working on before her friend’s interruption.

Back to her own show.

She smiled hugely. Now that she had Key and his family’s approval—and signatures—on the dotted line, so to speak, the show could go on. She was beyond happy.

Everything was flowing right in her life, and she’d never been happier. The show was a success and, with the projections of the ratings, would be an even greater success for the upcoming season. And with the upcoming show she’d agreed to produce, her career was doing better than she could ever have imagined.

With the new show, she had been given full rein, and would relocate to Hawaii temporarily, flying out to L.A. when needed. And she had a man in her life she was absolutely crazy about.

Or cray cray, as Dee Dee would say, she thought, her friend’s earlier description of her feelings for Keanu.

She giggled out loud, shrugging. The fact that she had entertained the idea of staying in Hawaii to produce both shows was her own self-indicator that she was committed to Key, enough to see if what they had was special, and something that could be more long-term.

Before, the thought of that would have sent her running for the hills. The smile on her face blossomed.

Not anymore.

Sonia was so busy at her desk, keying into the document the upcoming film schedule, that it took a long time before she realized she wasn’t alone.

“Could life get any better?” she asked, and jumped in her chair when she got an answer.

“I think I know the answer to that.”

The deep familiar baritone had her startled gaze flying to the source.

“Hey, baby, I didn’t see you there! How’d you sneak up on me?” she asked, laughing at their inner joke. They both had come to the conclusion that they must have inner radar going on between them as each time one was within a foot of the other, they immediately knew.

Key walked up to her and she rose, a grin in place as he approached.

“Hmm,” he answered, nuzzling the side of her neck, placing a string of hot, searing little kisses along her skin that raised a rash of goose bumps down her back. She arched into his embrace. “Guess I better up my game if you no longer are...affected, by my presence,” he murmured, grinding softly against her.

“Hmm, no need for that. You affect me plenty enough,” she replied, her eyes closed, enjoying the feel of her man against her. She pulled away from him, frowning, remembering his statement moments before his short but deadly kisses robbed her of coherent thought.

“Hey, wait a minute...what would be the answer?” she asked, and released a surprised yelp when he lifted her up, placed his big palms beneath her butt and plopped her down on the desk.

“The question to if life could get any better. If you come away with me for the weekend, I can guarantee you the answer to that would be a firm yes,” he said. “Just you and me, baby. No interruptions.”

Immediately he bumped her legs apart and settled between her thighs. The grin on her face grew and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

She tilted her head to the side so she could see him fully, placing what she knew he
had
to know was a feigned look of disbelief on her face, all the while trying as hard as she could to keep the grin from breaking free. She raised a brow.

“Oh, yeah, just me and you? No farm duties to take you away from me this time?”

Key removed her glasses from her face and placed them, rim up, on the desk.

He kissed the top of her nose. “Have I told you how damn sexy you are in those, by the way?” he asked, nodding toward her glasses, his deep voice sending shivers over her body.

“Hmm...you might have mentioned it, once or twice,” she quipped. He brought his head down low, kissed her, grabbing the bottom rim of her lip and tugging it into his mouth, slowly allowing it to pop back out.

“So damn sexy,” he replied, his voice catching.

“Hmm,” she murmured softly. Her smile could no longer be kept away, coming out as she gave her approval of his kisses.

When she glanced up at him, she caught the look in his eyes and felt her heart respond in kind, the beat thumping stronger, harder against her chest. For a moment they simply stared at each other, neither one able or wanting to look away.

She loved him.

Oh, God, she loved him.

The minute the thought entered her mind, she shied away from it, burying the feeling away to study later.

It was less than a minute, their examination of the other, but the effect left her shaky. She knew that whatever had passed between them, she hadn’t been alone in how it made her feel. She brought her hand up, caressed the strong line of his jaw.

Stubborn jaw for a stubborn man.

But not just any stubborn man. He was her stubborn man. The grin blossomed.

He brought his hand up to the back of her head, tunneled his fingers within the strands and brought their heads close enough so that their foreheads touched, saying nothing. No words were needed.

The moment went from intimate to something
more.

He continued, clearing his throat. “In answer to your question, nope. Just the two of us, as the old song goes,” he said, and bent to kiss her again, as though he couldn’t help it. “No ranch chores. No crazy fan hitting me with water.” He kept speaking even as she burst out laughing, remembering the incident he referred to when they’d been on a date in town and a tourist had recognized Key. In her...excitement to meet him she’d tripped and the glass of water she’d held had drenched Key.

He’d surprised Sonia by his tolerance and the way he’d smiled at the woman and given her an autograph, seeking to ease her embarrassment. She knew how it pained him to be recognized in the first place and to sign an autograph really took him out of his comfort zone. But for the elderly woman he’d done both.

“No old woman asking if I would like to meet her daughter, that we would make pretty babies together,” he continued, his sensual mouth quirking in the corner in response to her giggles. He kissed her softly, and she sighed into his mouth, her hands tightening around his neck.

“You know, I thought you had set that up,” she said, chuckling out loud at the horrified look on his face.

“Why would you think that?”

“I don’t know, it was all so over-the-top!” she replied around her chuckles. “I mean, I know you’re fine and everything—to me, that is—but really, that was carrying it too far!” She giggled outright at his expression.

“Fine, huh? You think I’m that good-looking?” he asked, and she groaned.

“As if you didn’t know,” she scoffed, but the smile remained. For as handsome as he was, and the amount of wealth he had, she knew Key could have taken far more advantage of both of those facts than he did.

Saying that, she also knew her man was no saint, as was made evident by the second event of that evening, the woman who tried to throw water on him.

“Yeah, well, I’d say you take full press advantage of that. Case in point, water in face? Need I remind you?” she quipped. She could do no less than to bring that to his attention. It was her duty, as his woman.

“God, I won’t ever live that down, will I?” Key belted out a snort before groaning at the memory. He caught her hands within his, bringing them back to his chest, kissing her fist. “Besides, that wasn’t me that woman wanted. It was all Nick’s fault!” He blamed his twin and she gave him the side eye.

“Yeah, well, I’ll guess I’ll let you off the hook about that one,” she conceded eventually. The woman had mistaken him for his brother, after all, as she called him Nicky, babbling in her hysteria.

Teasing Key had become the highlight of her night. Besides, she loved to see him smile, and his laugh was one that brought an answering smile to her own mouth.

Less than a month ago, there was no way anyone could have told her that she and Key would not only be seeing one another but that they would be immensely enjoying their time together.

The glowing ember of love that was growing inside her, for him, was intensifying. She had been the one to bring out the unbridled passion in him.

“That’s one of the things I love about you,” he said, and when he bent to kiss her this time, not only was she unable to respond from sheer shock, she barely kept herself from falling off the desk at his words.

She swallowed and turned her face up to him, trying to hide the surprise she felt at the wording. Obviously he hadn’t realized what he’d said; she knew from his facial expression, the soft smile still in place, that he hadn’t.

“Oh, yeah?” she asked in response once he released her lips. “What’s that?”

“You have never mistaken me for my twin,” he said, and although he made the quip lightly, she knew that it held significance for him.

She opened her mouth for a quick comeback but instead closed it.

The comeback kid, as he once called her, referring to her quick wit, had nothing to say.

“Nick can handle anything that comes up,” he said, going back to the subject, and brought her body closer to his, nudging against her.

“Ooh, are you sure about that?” she said when she felt his hard cock bump against the center of her jeans as she ground softly against his hardness. She couldn’t resist the quip or smirk. It was who she was. She choked back a laugh.

He lifted her high, cutting off her laugh midgiggle, and brought her body down the length of his so she could feel every hard inch of him.

“Don’t even joke like that. You’re all mine,” he replied, and took her lips with his.

She sighed, giving in to the kiss. Despite his tendency to be slightly...possessive of her, she couldn’t help but be turned on by the way he gave her all of his...attention.

He placed two big palms on either side of her cheeks, his mouth opening to deepen the kiss. When she felt his tongue lap against the seam of her lips, she willingly gave in to his demand for entry.

The kiss was hot, sweet yet hard. Hands that framed her face slid down, past her shoulders and waist to cup her backside in each hard, capable hand. When he squeezed each butt cheek and pressed her closer, she groaned into his openmouthed kiss.

Just like that, he had her up in flames. He took her to places no man ever had. Although she had never made love before him, she’d been a sexual person, stopping just shy of actual penetration, so it wasn’t as if she was...new to the act of lovemaking.

As he kissed and plundered her lips, his hands loosened the scrunchie from her hair, drawing it away and tossing it to the desk behind her, allowing her curly hair to land on her back and shoulders.

When she felt him tunnel his hands into her hair, she moaned, moving closer. She knew how much he loved her hair, the feel of it against his hands.

Slowly he drew away from her, one hand remaining in the nest of her hair, the other moving up her body to hold on to her waist, steadying her.

And it was a good thing he did.

Had he not held on to her she would have fallen down on her face when he released her.

He smiled. Sonia blushed.