Vegas Surrender (9 page)

“
I’ve hired you for this reason.
I’m not seeing a profit,” he huffed.

If you quit buying all your side pieces
jewelry and then in turn feel guilty for committing adultery and
also buy your wife high end items, this wouldn’t be an issue.
“Mr. Alexander I’m only here to give advice. I can see your
accounts, but I don’t have authorization to make withdrawals or
purchases. The Remington account you acquired did yield a
return.”

“
Bah.”

“
We both know it’s the extra
spending. I set a limit, and each time you go over the amount.” I
relaxed in my chair, trying to match my posture to the calm I
wanted him to feel.

“
Because the amount you set is
ridiculous.”

Ten thousand dollars a month is ridiculous?
Hardly but I’m not a millionaire so what do I know.
“It’s one
you agreed upon. How about fifteen for this next
quarter?”

“
Fine.”

“
Good.”

The phone went dead. What a jerk. Thankfully,
we’d never had another in person meeting outside of our initial
one; otherwise, he’d find out how much of the
Help
I
wasn’t.

My head throbbed. A long hot bath with Daniel
would cure my woes. It was close to four so I’d respond to a few
more emails and swing by his office for date night. Tonight was
lady’s choice.

I fired off my last message and grabbed my
purse. “Night, Kathy. Have a great weekend.” I gave her a wave and
pushed the metal bar on the door for my exit.

The drive to his office couldn’t come fast
enough. Prior to dinner, I planned on having my dessert with him
right on top of the desk, or in his chair. I hadn’t made up my mind
yet. Either option will have his cock spreading my fragile
walls.

I parked and made the short walk inside.
Daniel’s office was on the top floor, right up with the head
honchos. People milled about the building as I waited for one of
the three elevator doors to open. The light flashed across the
floors, taking its time to get to the lower level.

The middle elevator dinged, and the doors
popped open. I stayed to the side as a rainbow of people stepped
off. When the car emptied, I stepped on.

Brunette hair passed in front of the doors just
as they were closing. My head spun. I mashed the door open button
and hopped out into the hall. Desperately, I searched through the
wave a people trying to get another glimpse.

I caught the brunette passing in front of the
information desk. She glanced over her right shoulder and back at
me. I felt a gut punch. The woman was Cynthia, no doubt about
it.

“
Mrs. Ross, are you okay?” One of
Daniel’s associate’s kind eyes looked at me with
concern.

“
I’m fine. I…” I glanced back at
the information desk. She was gone. “I’ve had a long day. Excuse
me.” I sidestepped him and ran as best as I could in my high heels,
out the front door.

Cynthia didn’t appear in either direction.
She’d disappeared. I had no doubt it was her. Daniel had some
explaining to do. This wasn’t a coincidence. No way she’d come to
his place of business to see anyone else.

I marched back inside and jammed the button for
the elevator. The doors slid open, and I stepped on. As the car
lifted me to his floor, my mind raced. Did she try the little stunt
she had with me? Spreading her legs for him to see.

A wave of nausea hit me. I’d barely been able
to resist her. How could my husband? The way his eyes lit up during
our tryst, he’d yearned for more.

The ride jerked to a halt. My shoulder caught
on the door in my haste to get to Daniel’s office. Heat rose to my
collar as I raced down the hall. Thankfully Marla, his personal
assistant, had already called it a day or she’d be caught in the
crossfire.

“
You want to tell me what’s going
on?”

His smile faded as I stormed in.

“
Jen? What are you doing here?
What’s wrong?”

“
What am I doing here? I’m your
wife, and I can come and go as I damn well please!” I crossed my
arms, daring him to tell me different. In that instant, it occurred
to me that Daniel and I never had an argument, disagreement yes,
but never a heated battle. He better hold on because here it
comes.

I held my breath as my heart pounded against my
chest. The swinging of the metal pendulum on his clock hanging on
the wall caught my attention. With each sway, the second had nudged
forward. It neared the twelve. If this were the old west, I’d
probably have drawn my pistol. I doubt if I’d kill him, but I’d
surely make him dance. I let out the breath and waited.

He covered the distance of the room and
extended his arms for our usual embrace. “I didn’t mean it like
that. It’s always fine for you to be here.”

No. I needed to look into his eyes. They would
show me the truth. I snatched away. “Why was Cynthia
here?”

One arm dropped to his side, and the other ran
fingers through the soft tendrils on his head. His gaze never
wavered. “Who’s Cynthia?”

“
Nicole, but I guess her real name
is Cynthia. Whatever it doesn’t matter. Why was she
here?”

“
She’s part owner of Ohio Live,
remember? Normally her husband takes the meetings, but with him
being out the country, she filled in.”

I didn’t care how gentle those hazel eyes
willed me to believe him. I wasn’t convinced. “So it just happens
that we run into this woman in Vegas, and now she’s all into
meeting with you?” My nostrils flared, and the raging bull inside
of me huffed.

“
Yes.” His face scrunched. “Hold
on. You don’t think that I…that we…no. Never.” He pulled me into
his arms for a second try.

The warmth of his arms around me gave me
pause.

“
My door remained open while she
was here, as it does for any female besides my lovely wife. If you
need verification, feel free to call Marla. Her number is in my
phone.” His head lowered, resting comfortably at the base of my
collar bone.

The temperature of my blood gradually simmered.
I should have known better. “I’m sorry.”

His hands traced the outline of my arms,
sending a tingling sensation down my spine. “It’s okay. Seeing you
upset is actually a turn on. You came in guns blazing.” Daniel’s
tongue trailed the nape of my neck. “Now I ask again. Why are you
here?”

His mouth found mine. The kiss wasn’t gentle,
but aggressive. He lifted me off the ground and carried me to the
wall. My back rammed hard against it, shaking the clock. Hurried
hands pushed my skirt back and moved my thong to the
side.

My fingers tugged at his zipper and belt buckle
until his slacks fell to the floor. His manhood stood out, large
and proud.

With my one leg wrapped around his waist, he
entered me.

“
Ah,” I moaned at is abruptness.
Palming his ass, I pushed him in, urging him in deeper.

He rocked me against the wall. Daniel attacked
my mound, putting an end to the battle I started. He drilled inside
me, pushing me over the edge.

“
Oh my! I’m about to come!” I
cried.

“
That’s right. Come for me. Does
this dick feel like it’s been in someone else?” His eyes darkened
in lust.

“
What?” He’d never spoken to me
this way.

He pulled out slow then came back at me
hard.

“
Answer me.” Daniel grabbed my
hands and held them above my head.

“
No. I know you haven’t been with
anyone else.”

One arm around me and he carried me to his
desk. My back adjusted to the hardwood beneath me as he spread my
legs wide. His eyes gleamed as he licked his lips before diving in
face first.

Daniel nipped and tugged on my bud. My juices
spilled over. “Oh.” My body tensed.

He lapped faster. “This is my pussy. All my
pussy!”

“
Yes, baby, it’s yours!”

“
Raise your leg.” He didn’t wait
for me to comply. My husband tossed the left one over his shoulder
and stood to enter me again.

His thumb massaged my clit while he thrust in
me. I couldn’t hold back any longer. My body quivered and pulsated
beneath him.

He grabbed my shoulders and pushed in as far as
he could. Harder and faster, he pumped inside. “Aargh!” His body
tensed.

My vaginal walls gripped him, thrusting as his
hot liquid spilled out and my body released its own. Spent, Daniel
collapsed on top of me.

Heartbeat to heartbeat, our bodies calmed.
Pants echoed around the room.

“
What was that?” I smiled at
him.

“
Make up sex.”

“
Sheesh. If I’d had known it would
be like that, I would have started a fight a long time ago.” I gave
him a coy grin.

We had another long passionate kiss before
cleaning up and heading out. The night was young, and today still
was date night.

Chapter
Thirteen

“
Jen!”

My head jerked in Kathy’s direction. She stood
in my doorway. “What? And why are you yelling?”

“
Your meeting. You need to get over
to the King Tower. I’ve been calling you. You better get going
before you’re late.”

I’d been in a daze. Lost in the wonderland of
Daniel and I. He’d taken me in ways I’d never experienced, and my
mind couldn’t stop viewing the replay.

I glanced at the time on my laptop. “Crap! I
need the file.”

“
I already have everything right
here.” She held up a folder.

“
Thanks. I owe you one.” I grabbed
it from her.

“
I’m going to hold you to
it.”

Her words hit my back as I hurried out the
door. The new era of Affordable Healthcare drummed in a fresh sea
of clients. Small business owners needed guidance to balancing out
their finances with the new policy. I’d stayed on top of the
changes from the beginning. Most business needed to only raise
their products by a few cents, and they’d be okay without having to
reduce the amount of employees.

The issue I encountered stemmed more from
greed, and this client fared no different. After an hour and a half
of debate and me showing them how they would actually turn a bigger
profit with a slight increase, the owners were still intent on
laying people off. I felt bad but what could I do? My business
still needed to thrive, and I wasn’t the one doing the
firing.

By the time I stepped out their building, my
body felt run down. All I wanted to do was spend time with my
husband.

I closed my car door and called his cell phone
before firing up my engine.

“
You have reached the voicemail box
of Daniel Ross. To leave a message, press one.”

I pressed one.

“
I’m sorry. This voice box is
full.”

Laughing to myself, I entered his code—one,
four, two and nine—to retrieve the messages. Daniel never was good
at listening to his messages or clearing out his voicemail. I’d
always chided him because he’d never know if there were important
messages waiting.

“
First message,” the automatic
voice continued.

“
Hey, Daniel, this is Greg. It’s
been awhile, and we need to get together, man.”

I smiled at hearing his best friend’s deep
voice. He and Daniel did need to get together. That way, I’d get to
spend time with his wife, and we’d make a trip out to
California.

Pushing seven, I saved the message.

“
Daniel, this is Nicole. If I’d
have known your wife came to your office unannounced, I would have
asked you to meet me somewhere else. I’m not sure if she saw me or
not, but do you think she suspects?”

The arms of my hair rose, and I felt sick to my
stomach. So much for my faithful husband. More like the liar. No
wonder he’d fucked me the way he did. That sure as hell didn’t
count as making love. I smacked the steering wheel and fought back
tears.

I did this. I allowed another woman into our
life under the guise of making my marriage work, and I’d
unwittingly opened up the gates for him to cheat. Why would he feel
guilty? After all, he watched her having her way with me. My head
swam. I needed a drink and fast.

I started my car and whipped out into the
street. A green sign for Lucky’s Tavern flashed before me. It
didn’t look like a dive so I turned my wheels to the right and
parked.

I took a seat at the first empty stool in the
bar. A slender girl with black short spiked hair strolled over to
me.

“
What can I get you?” She rested
her hands on the bar and bobbed her head, awaiting my
response.

“
A double shot of
tequila.”

Her eyebrows rose. “You sure?”

“
Absolutely.”

“
Coming right up.” She grabbed a
shot glass and the Jose Cuervo. With a flick of the wrist, she
poured my drink and brought it to me. “Here you go. It’ll be twelve
fifty.”