Seven Day Seduction by Emma Shortt Read Free Book Online

a voyeur watching
her without her knowledge? In truth yes, but he hadn’t been able to
stop the urge to drink his fill. It was getting to the point that
he wondered if he’d ever be able to stop.
    “We are not.”
    “We most certainly are,” he said.
    “I have plans.”
    With her fiancé, Jude thought, and had to
clench his fists as the jealousy—the increasingly familiar
jealousy—flooded him. “Cancel them,” he demanded. “We have business
to discuss. I want to go over the analysis you’ve done so far.”
    Another shake of her head as she shut the
top of her laptop, and began to disengage all the cables. “We can
do that here.”
    They could, and it would certainly be more
private, but Jude wanted to take her out with him, to have her walk
next to him, sit across from him. The idea pleased him in a
ridiculous way, and though he didn’t really understand it, he was
willing to follow it.
    “ Nope. I’m hungry, we’ll do
it while we eat.”
    She shoved her laptop in her briefcase,
quickly followed by her little mouse and notepad. “But—”
    “Scared?” he asked, cutting her off before
she could get started on whatever ridiculous excuse Jude knew was
likely to come.
    It had the desired effect.
Louise bristled, her eyes narrowing, and
finally— finally —looked up at him. His pants stretched uncomfortably. Jude
shifted position.
    “ Of course I’m not scared,”
she said. “What have I to be scared about?”
    “Well, exactly,” Jude agreed. “Let’s go
then.”
    She snapped her briefcase shut, grabbed the
satchel she seemed to tote everywhere with her, and stood. One more
glare in his direction, one last look around the office, before she
sighed. “Fine, but I’m taking my own car.”
    The drive to the eatery was overly long.
Jude kept a close eye on his mirror to make sure that Louise did
not take a turn off and duck out of their date. Because it was a
date, he decided, the first of many in his campaign to win her.
    He pulled up in front of the building,
pleased to have bagged a space, and waited for Louise to settle in
behind him. A few moments later and they were both on the sidewalk,
ready to go inside.
    “Did I mention that you look especially
lovely today?” Jude asked.
    Louise gripped her satchel to her, her face
flushing. She really was very pretty when she blushed. “No…I…”
    “I especially love the skirt,” he added.
“How many of those things do you have to torture me with?”
    She looked down at the beige skirt she wore,
it molded to every single fucking curve. “You’re being
inappropriate,” she whispered.
    “Always am where you’re concerned,” Jude
agreed. “I can’t seem to help it.”
    He reached out to take her arm, intending to
guide her into the eatery, but Louise shrugged him away, and strode
off on her own. In normal circumstances Jude would have simply
caught her up and took the arm anyway, but she was walking fast,
the movements making her skirt stretch around her ass. It didn’t
take much for Jude to imagine exactly what was underneath. He could
barely wait for the moment when he got to see it all in the
flesh.
    “It’s busier than I expected,” Jude said
once they were inside.
    “Maybe they won’t have a table?” Louise
suggested.
    He did not like the hopeful note to her
voice. “Then we’ll just try somewhere else.”
    But a table was available, and Jude grinned
as the server steered them towards it. He didn’t recognize anyone
in the busy crowd—despite the fact he was a frequent visitor. He
doubted Louise did either. She kept her gaze lowered, her satchel
still clutched in front of her.
    She did look a bit Miss Moneypenny, he
thought, as they walked through the crowd. The skirt, the shirt,
her hair all tamed. Would he feel so intensely for her if she was
more showy? If she dressed and acted as outrageously as the other
girls in the office? Jude pondered the idea as they passed the
small stage where a local band was setting up.
    Louise