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till you meet them. They’ll get your entire life story within minutes,
trust me.”
    Winding her arms around his neck,
her lips twitched as she tried to stop from smiling. “You mean, like you’re
doing now?”
    Tag’s laughter rumbled deep in
his chest. “Hey, we’re sharing information here. I’m not grilling you like my
family will. Trust me, sweetheart. They’re worse than I am. But I promise I’ll
protect you.”
    Caitlyn couldn’t help the tingle
of excitement she felt when he talked about her meeting his family.  Like they
had a future together. “You’re lucky to have them. I want that. Hopefully,
someday I’ll get it.”
    Tag gave her a curious look. “What
do you mean?”  
    She ducked her head, color
staining her cheeks as she realized what she’d said. “Oh, nothing.”
     “No, no,” Tag insisted. “That’s
my question. It’s my turn. Tell me what you meant.”
    She sighed, giving in. “A family.
You know the little things. Family dinners, vacations…holidays. My children
will never question that they are loved and I want a man to share it with. I
want a family.” 
    Caitlyn said it so simply that Tag
was humbled by the things he had never thought twice about. Things he always
had. His dark eyes gleaming with emotion, he stroked a hand over her hair and
laid his lips gently on her forehead. “You’ll get your wish, baby. I know you
will.”
     “Umm, thanks.” Feeling
embarrassed by her disclosure, she started playing with the buttons of his
dress shirt again. She smiled as she realized that two of the tiny plastic
pieces were about to fall off from when he had ripped his shirt off earlier. “Anyways,
my turn. I want to know what—” 
    She was cut off as bright lights
turned on overhead, and with a jerk the elevator started moving.

***
    Chapter Seven
     
    Caitlyn tried to scramble off Tag’s
lap as the elevator began to rise, but he held her in place. She slapped his
hands away and glared at him as he laughed. Lunging for her suit jacket, she
picked it up off the floor and struggled to put it on as she stood up.
    She could feel their mixed juices
on her thighs with each move she made as she smoothed her skirt down again and
fit her feet back into the torture devices she called shoes. Turning, she
looked over at Tag and her mouth fell open in horror.
    “Oh my God! Your shirt!”
    “It was a casualty of war, baby. Don’t
worry, I like that you were in such a hurry you tore the buttons off.” Tag
laughed as he reached down to pick up his own jacket to put over his damaged
shirt. He also picked up his tie and shoved it into his pocket.
    “I didn’t do that, you did!”
    Tag winked at her. “You’re right,
I did. You can do it next time.”
    Groaning, Caitlyn watched as Tag
bent down to pick up her pink, lace thong. Bringing it up to his nose, he
inhaled deep. 
     “Give that back to me,” Caitlyn
hissed, feeling her cheeks heat.
    He shook his head. “These are
mine now. To the victor go the spoils and all that. I should probably start investing
in getting you a lot of lingerie, since I’ll end up ruining most of it. Although,
I like you better wearing nothing.”
    Flashing a wicked grin at her
gawking face, he balled up the small scrap of fabric and tucked it into his
pocket.  Her cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment and it made him want to
kiss her again, desperately.
    Caitlyn couldn’t believe his
audacity. Well, actually she could. There was something so raw, so provocative
to see her lover putting her torn panties into his pocket as she stood there
bare beneath her skirt. To the world she looked like a rumpled office drone,
but underneath, she was a well-loved woman who’d just had the wildest sexual
experience of her life.
    For a moment they stood staring
at each other and Caitlyn could feel the powerful punch of desire. Tag’s dark eyes
flickered with some emotion, something she couldn’t identify. They started
toward one another when they reached the top