“Were you that focused on work you didn’t take time for yourself?”

“I want to make a name for myself,” she told him. “Personal life could always come later.”

Or now.

Nigel leaned in and slid his lips across hers. Her swift intake of breath and the increased pulse at the base of her throat only increased his need to make her feel everything she’d deprived herself of.

The fact that he was the first one to even make her think about giving herself up in such a way was more than an ego boost...it was a bloody treasure.

“So why are you here with me?”

She licked her lips and he knew the act stemmed from nerves and not some practiced ploy. “Because I can’t help myself,” she murmured honestly. “I’ve never felt drawn to someone the way I’ve been drawn to you. I know it’s not right since you’re my boss and I’ve tried to ignore what I feel.”

Nigel eased the jack

and tossed it aside.

tipped her head and braced one arm around her lower

Her eyes dropped to his

all the right words to say. She raised her hand, hesitated, then placed it on the side of

and strong. Even in the minor position she’d been

her, even though fear pumped through him. He wanted everything to be perfect for her. Roslyn deserved more than for him to swipe off the top of his desk and lay her

done this before and he had to respect her reasons why...even if they were

took her hands in his and stepped back. Then he led her to the oversize leather sofa and urged her down. As she sat, those expressive eyes stared back at him. He’d have given anything to rip that excuse for a dress off her body and explore her tempting curves with his eyes,

Self-control was key here.

pants, but he pulled away. Confusion

hands, and leaning in to brush his lips across the swell of her breasts where her dress

heated skin. “Let me make

pretty good already,” she sighed, settling deeper into the

over her shapely legs. He

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