would whisper the dirtiest things in her ear and walk off
as though he hadn’t just ignited a flame in her body. Other times, he would approach her with his
tilted smile that screamed he was up to no go and immediately proceed to piss
her off. Alex was lucky she hadn’t
followed through on any of her plans to kill him.
Then there were her favorite times, the times when she
would be coming back from the bathroom and he would be standing there waiting
for her. One second she would be walking
past ignoring him, the next he would have her pinned to the wall. Kissing her in a way that can only be
described as fucking her mouth with his tongue. During those kisses, her hands had minds of their own and wandered over
his rock hard body. Those occasions left
her wet and breathless. He always pulled
away from her just as breathless, with an unmistakable need in his eyes.
Those stolen kisses shouldn’t be her favorite moments with
him. In fact, she should kick his smug
cocky ass for even touching her. Unfortunately, her mind clicked off the moment his lips hit hers. Those kisses were all passion and unrelenting
desire. Once her hormones calmed a few
minutes later her shield went back up in regards to Alex. Last night’s stolen kiss had been entirely
different. The same desire was still
present. However, the feeling she felt from him were more than desire. His kiss was from a need to comfort and touch
her. To help heal her broken heart.
In that brief moment in the kitchen, she felt the same way
about him as she did in Cabo. Completely
smitten and comfortable. Those were the
emotions she needed to shut down in both of them. And quickly too. She couldn’t give herself over to him
again. She knew he was still the same
playboy she had met in Cabo.
You know that’s not true. A little voice inside her
head argued. She hated that voice, the
voice of reason. To be honest she had
only heard of Alex’s playboy reputation, she had never seen him with a woman first
hand. She had chalked that fact up to
him not even deeming the woman he slept with important enough to introduce to
his friends. He had to have had several
special friends over the last few months. Guys like Alex didn’t go that long without getting laid.
That was what she needed to hang onto. The thought of him in bed with another
woman. No not another woman, other
women, as in plural! That was her ticket
to staying completely in the hate zone when it came to Alex. If she thought of nothing but his playboy
ways, she would even be able to push him away next time he decided to push her
against a wall and scramble her brains with his incredible kisses.
Nodding to herself at her perfect plan, she looked down
momentarily at her iPhone to check her mileage and ran smack into a wall of
muscle. “Oof.” She stumbled back and rubbed her nose, the
only part of her that hurt from the impact. She was about to apologize when she looked up to see who she had run
into. “Really? Are you stalking me now?”
“I’m fine from you running into me, thanks for
asking.” Alex stood tall, with his
hands on his hips, casting a shadow over her. “And yes, I am stalking you.”
“Alex go away…wait a minute how did you know where I
was? Do you have one of your company’s
drones following me or did you put a GPS device on me somehow? Crap, it’s in my phone isn’t it? Never did trust you techy types.” She scolded, with her eyes narrow and her
arms crossed under her breasts. Breasts which Alex’s eyes were now fixated
on. She moved her arms to cover them,
earning a look of disappointment from him.
Lifting his gaze to her eyes, he explained. “No drones, not that CPST has any, or GPS
devices needed. And no I can’t track you
by your phone. Although, I am sure Collin
or Derek can.” He smiled, placing his
hands in the