together. How am I supposed to get home? My car’s still at the office.”
“I have several vehicles or I can call you a cab. Besides, it’s a little late. I’m sure your car will be all right. I’ll have a cab take you home,” Sean offered.
“But...”Charlotte tried to protest, but neither one of the men would let her so she threw her hand up in the air.” You both win. I’ll stay and have dinner. I want shrimp fried rice and three wings.”
“Yes, ma’am. Let me walk Jason to the door then I’ll call in our order. Be right back.”
Charlotte stood, walked over to the window and peeked through the curtains. She watched Jason get in his car and pull off. The reporters must have called it a night because she didn’t see anyone near the gates.
Before she could turn around, she felt an arm around her waist. She closed her eyes and inhaled.
“Sean, I don’t think this is a good idea. After I eat, I want you to call me a cab and then I’m going home. In fact, save the food for me for tomorrow. You should probably call me a cab now.”
Sean’s arms dropped from around her waist. He gently turned her around. They were now face to face. “Please, don’t go. If it wasn’t for you, I don’t know how I would get through all of this. You have no idea of how alone I feel sometimes,” he confessed.
Charlotte felt her heart tug. “You have family and friends.”
Sean’s eyes darted away. “The only family I have left, that I can depend on is my sister, Marie, and we’ve already spoken.” He shared with Charlotte what happened to his parents.
“Oh no. I lost my parents to a tragedy too. But they weren’t shot, they were killed in a car accident,” Charlotte responded. Tears filled her eyes.
Sean took one of his hands and wiped the tears from her cheeks. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
Charlotte sniffled. “I’m okay.”
“So will you stay?”
“Only if you behave.”
“I promise to be on my best behavior.” Sean held up two fingers. “Scout’s honor.”
“Were you a Boy Scout?” Charlotte asked.
“No.”
They both laughed.
Charlotte asked, “Sean, are you telling me everything? Is there something more about Dana I should know?”
Sean held Charlotte’s hand and looked down into her eyes. “I’ve told you everything. Dana was my manager and my friend. We were never intimate. I didn’t want her in that capacity. It was strictly business between us.”
“I hear you,” Charlotte responded.
“Please trust me. Can you do it for me?” Sean asked.
Charlotte nodded. “Don’t make me regret it.”
He kissed the back of her hand. “I’m trying to abide by your wishes but I can’t stop thinking about last night. I want you.”
Charlotte wanted Sean as much as he wanted her. Her heart pounded. He was so close, she was sure he could hear the sound of her rapid heartbeat.
“I want you too,” Charlotte confessed.
Sean bent down and kissed her lips. He eased his tongue inside of her mouth. She didn’t resist. Instead, she gasped, as her feet became light. As if sensing she was about to lose her balance, Sean scooped her into his arms and carried her to his desk, sitting her atop of it. He eased Charlotte’s skirt up around her waist. He rubbed the outside of her soaked panties before removing them. He threw them to the side of the desk. Charlotte could no longer deny the attraction so she gave in to her feelings. Sean’s head dove in between her legs. His soft lips made contact with her lips and he twirled his tongue in and out of her core.
Charlotte leaned her head back, wrapped her legs around his neck, and allowed Sean to pleasure her. The more she moaned, the more tricks he did with his tongue. She tried to control the sensation ripping through her body, but she couldn’t. Her legs shivered and she cried out in joy.
Chapter Twelve
The more Charlotte moaned the more Sean wanted to pleasure her. She tasted sweet and he couldn’t get enough of her. “Ooooh,