Plush Book 1: A Billionaire Romance by KB Winters Read Free Book Online Page B

stop. “Let’s just keep this professional. You do your job, let me do mine, and when everything is sorted out, you let me go back to what I’m supposed to be doing.”
    He closed the remaining space between us in one stride and braced himself with one hand on the wall above my head as he leaned in close to me. “And what if I don’t want to?”
    My breath caught in my chest as I struggled to keep from panting. “Don’t want to what Mr. Brighton?”
    He lowered his head before he answered, until his lips were just brushing the edge of my ear. “What if I don’t want to let you go?”
    The breath I had been holding, escaped in a sigh and before I could react, his lips were on mine in an aggressive, invasive, desperate kiss. I popped up in the tip-toes of my heels and let my body crash into his, my soft curves pressing against his firm body as the kiss deepened and became more frantic. His free hand worked up my back to the sliver of bare skin and underneath the thin fabric of the shrug. His fingertips were gentle on my skin, despite the roughness of his kiss. His lips left mine and began to trail back to my ear. I lay my head back against the wall, panting as he nibbled and sucked on my tender earlobe. A small moan escaped my lips and he responded by pressing me back against the wall and moving his lips lower on my neck. His hands started to pull at the shrug and the sensation of the soft fabric sliding down my shoulder was enough to jolt me back to consciousness. The panic of my secret being revealed was like a bucket of ice water over my head.
    “Let me go,” I said, not recognizing my own voice as it echoed down the empty hallway.
    Cooper instantly released me and backed away without a word, but when his eyes found mine, they were wild with want.
    I ran my hands along my dress and shrug, making sure everything looked right, and more importantly, that my tattoos were covered.
    “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this.”
    “Why not?”
    I looked down the hallway for a second before bringing my eyes back to his. “I just can’t, please trust me.”
    He looked ready to argue but then his face shifted again and he nodded. He didn’t even bother to straighten his jacket or tie. My mind flashed back to replay the way he’d felt against me and a wave of heat slid down my stomach. I wished I could turn off my paranoid brain and just fling back into his arms, give myself over to the pleasure and the feeling of being wanted. He was intoxicating. But I knew that it would never be enough.
    “Let me walk you out,” he said, offering me his arm.
    “No need. I’ve kept you from your guests long enough. Goodnight, Mr. Brighton.”
    He opened his mouth to object but eventually just said, “Goodnight, Allison.”

Chapter Seven
    “Did you hear what happened at the Plush launch party last night?”
    I sat up straighter in my seat. I had been slumped over the one of the break room tables for the better part of a half an hour, avoiding my email inbox, Rita, and Bryce—in that order. I’d almost left when the pack of secretaries made their entrance, not in the mood to listen to their chitter-chatter. But at the new topic, my ears perked up even as I felt my stomach drop, sure I knew what would be coming next.
    “No! Tell me!” another voice demanded.
    “Well, Becca was there on a date, some uber rich guy. Anyways, she told Jeannie, who told me, that Cooper Brighton was there totally making out with some chick outside the bathroom.”
    I stifled a laugh and settled for an eye roll instead. Sometimes, I felt like I slipped into a wormhole and ended up back in high school.
    “So what? He’s always with another woman. Every event he has some new hoochie.”
    “No, no, this was different.”
    “How?”
    “The girl he was with works here !”
    They all gasped in apparent horror. I stiffened in my seat and turned my face away, feeling my cheeks heat up.
    “No way! Who is she?”
    “Becca said there is a new girl that has