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Sullivan. I’m
Radcliffe Software’s new CEO. Ian and I were supposed to meet for
dinner. I’m a little early.”
    Harry’s tight lips relaxed into a smile, and
he shook my hand. “Pleasure to meet you. Sorry our receptionist
panicked.”
    “I didn’t mean to cause a problem. I assumed
Ian would have let her know I would be coming.”
    Ian didn’t contradict my lie. “Have a good
weekend, Harry.”
    “You, too.” Harry’s gaze swept me again,
another evaluating look. “I’ll let building security know your
still up here.”
    Maybe busting into Ian’s office unannounced
wasn’t one of my better ideas. I turned back to him as Harry closed
the office door. “I take it you’ve had a problem with irate clients
barging in before.”
    “As a matter of fact, yes.” Ian crossed his
arms over his broad chest. “Did Emmett actually offer you the
job?”
    “He did with one caveat—I have to convince
you to return to Radcliffe Software’s board of directors and resume
as outside counsel.” I had no illusions that Ian would cross-check
my story.
    He slammed his palms against the table.
“Don’t you understand why I left?”
    I tried to keep my posture relaxed. “Because
you couldn’t handle doing business with a woman you’ve slept
with.”
    “I slept with?” The incredulous look he gave
me would have been comical if I didn’t feel my own heart breaking
over these stupid circumstances. “Honey, we did a lot more than
sleep.”
    Heat spread up my neck and ignited my cheeks
at his carnal tone. “The point is you’re abandoning a long-time
client and friend because you can’t keep your pants zipped.”
    “You’re right.” He circled the desk.
Something dark and ugly rested in his gaze. “I can’t keep my pants
zipped when it comes to you. That makes my counsel to Emmett
questionable at best and ineffective at worst.”
    “Do you want me to quit? If that’s what I
have to do to get you to return to Emmet, I’ll do it. He needs
you.” This morning I thought I had everything, and now all my
dreams and desires were collapsing around me.
    Ian stepped closer to me. Heat radiated from
his body. “What do you want, Lacy?”
    “I-I—” Pressure grew in my chest. I couldn’t
breathe. “I need to fix things. I need you to go back to
Emmett.”
    “And what are you going to do to get me to
change my mind? To get me to throw away my principles?”
    I licked my lips. “Wh-what do you mean?”
Something deep inside of me wanted to push him. Wanted to force him
to show me who was boss. Wanted him to fuck me hard and rough like
he had last night.
    “Are you going to beg?”
    It wasn’t cruelty that prompted the question.
I finally understood the emotion he tried so hard to hide this
morning. Pain at yet another betrayal. If I tried to convince him
of the truth, he would deny it. In his mind, I was just another
bitch who’d used him before she stabbed him through the heart.
    Well, he wasn’t the only one who’d been hurt.
I’d learned my lesson from the ex’s constant accusations that I was
cheating on him to cover his own misbehavior. The best defense is
one hell of a nasty offense.
    I smiled, a ugly, vicious thing I’d only used
once before in my life. “Is that it? You can’t handle a real woman
unless she’s on her knees begging for your cock?”
    “Get. Out.” Red climbed his neck, his ears,
his cheeks.
    I stepped closer to him. “Face it, Hollister.
The real reason you withdrew as Radcliffe’s counsel was because
you’re a board member who can’t handle having a female CEO. The
only way you find a woman acceptable is when you have her pinned to
your bed so you can fuck her doggy-style.”
    The muscles along his jaw twitched, and a
vein at his temple throbbed. “I asked you to leave, Ms.
Sullivan.”
    My finger poked the center of his chest as I
continued my relentless dissection. “Or when she’s sucks your dick?
Either way, it’s always about you. You can’t even