Possessed - Part Two by Coco Cadence Read Free Book Online Page B

a waste … of the freaking beer.
    “Yeah, it was. I mean, you were definitely believable as my wife.”
    I take a gulp when I hear that word. He says it in a way that makes me think he’s completely enamored with the idea.
    “Until she showed up,” he adds. “She ruined everything.”
    “How did she know where to go anyway?”
    “Oh, I always stay at that hotel when I visit my parents. When I got that text back in our room the morning after the dinner, I knew she was up to no good.”
    “Ah, no wonder you were so hasty and practically dragged me out of bed.”
    He scratches his head. “Yeah, that was rude, I admit. I just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible.”
    “Before we met.”
    He raises his eyebrows. “Something like that.” A cute smile appears on his face.
    “So, she’s your real wife … How did that actually happen?”
    “Well, like I said, we were celebrating a deal, she got me drunk, and then married me on purpose.”
    I chuckle a little. “That’s it? I thought there was more to it that you just didn’t want to tell me. But that’s all there’s to it?”
    “Yeah?” he asks as if he isn’t sure. “What else should there be?”
    “I don’t know. I actually expected you guys to … you know …” I shrug.
    “You think we had sex?” he asks, his lips still parted as he waits for my answer.
    “Well, no. I mean, maybe. I don’t know. Did you?” I’m stumbling through the words causing my cheeks to turn red.
    His left lip curls up into a smile. “If I said yes, would that make you jealous?”
    “Oh, my God!” I punch his arm. “You asshole.”
    “It was worth a try.”
    “No, just no.”
    “Well, if it makes you feel any better, no, we did not have sex. Although, I did think about it …”
    “I bet you did, you manwhore,” I muse.
    Now he punches me, but softly, like he’s worried I might break. “She practically threw herself at me. It was hard to resist.”
    “Then why did you? Why not give her what she wanted?”
    “It wasn’t what she wanted. She was just using my lust against me so she could gain control over the company.”
    “Ah-ha …”
    “Besides, my mind was somewhere else.” He winks at me, which makes me flush even more.
    “About that … you said something about chances … with me? Or something.” I twirl my hair.
    “You heard what I said in Starbucks.” He crosses his arms and looks intently at me from across the table. “I meant every word of it.”
    I swallow away the lump in my throat, suddenly getting all heated up.
    He leans forward and looks straight at me with those sultry eyes of his. “I wasn’t lying when I said I’ve imagined you doing things to me while under my desk. Or when I said that you should’ve dressed like that long ago.” He licks his lips, which makes me bite mine. Good Lord.
    “There are a lot of things I think about on a daily basis and most of them involve you.”
    Holy crap.
    I grab my bottle of beer and chug down a whole lot until I almost choke on it. I can’t handle this confession. It’s too much. Why? Because I have no fucking clue what to do with it. Like, he’s Leo fucking King for crying out loud. The CEO of the company I work for. And he wants me … How in the world is this ever okay?
    “I can’t do this, Leo,” I say, already tipsy drinking my second bottle. “I want more …” I sigh.
    “You want what? I can give it to you. Anything you want.” He gets up from his chair and scoots to the couch next to us. Then he grabs my hand and drags me there, too. I let him … I don’t know why. I’m just too tempted. Or too tipsy.
    “Stop questioning everything, Sam.”
    “But I don’t believe you. After all those lies … how can I ever believe you want me?”
    He places his hand on my lap and squeezes my thigh, sending all kinds of signals that make my senses go haywire. “Believe me when I say I want you.”
    “But you’re my boss,” I mutter, when his fingers start moving up and