Bailey had vanished, at least on paper. She’d rented a car and Griffin was working to track its GPS. But hacking the car rental company’s records wasn’t proving easy, and not because they had great security. Their records were a mess even online. It wasn’t a simple search for Bailey’s name. He had to search by car, and without knowing what car she rented, he had to go one by one.
The thought of spanking that sexy little ass of hers for making me worry about her had me gripping my cock.
Fuck. I squeezed a little harder in hopes pain would kill the erection that sprang to life at the thought of her.
All the blood in my body rushed to my dick, imagining her spread eagle on my desk. That’s how our last encounter should have gone, not with her saying goodbye as if it were for the last time.
It was that frustration that pushed past any fantasies I had. I pinched above my brow, hoping to stave off a headache. Why couldn’t I let this woman go?
It had only been a couple of days since I had her.
“Mr. King.”
I looked up to see the administrative temp entering my office. My steadfast assistant called out sick for the first time since she’d been in my employ. She also made sure I wouldn’t be without help and had arranged a short-term replacement.
“I’m sorry to bother you, but you didn’t answer your line. I was concerned something might be wrong.”
Red hair capped a cute face. No, that wasn’t true. Her hair was nothing like Bailey’s. It was more of a strawberry blonde that topped a petite package. I didn’t have to glance up far to notice her blouse was unbuttoned a little too far.
“I’m fine,” I managed to say and not sound on the edge like I was.
She continued forward like there was more she wanted to say. “Okay,” she uttered. Her skirt rose higher than mid-thigh as she moved and was almost inappropriate for the office. There was an offer in her stroll toward me, but I didn’t have to take the bait. I found the temp’s eyes again, only to see the come fuck me in them.
“I just wanted to say what an honor it is to work for you today.” There was a sway in her hips she wanted me to notice. I knew better. I was aware of women who wanted me. Most of them tended to get a little clingy when the deed was done. My plan had always been never to get involved with anyone, not here in the States. Keep your eye on the prize, I’d told myself. I wanted to go back to Scotland. My life was there.
“You have a meeting at two,” she said, prowling toward me.
I shifted my gaze from her to my computer screen to remind myself what that appointment was all about.
The temp, however, wasn’t giving up. “I know you haven’t had lunch.”
I glanced up again to see that she was a meter or two from my desk. I kept my gaze on her face to keep things professional.
“I could bring something in and have it spread before you,” she said in a sultry way that was dialed up to the max.
She ended that statement with a wink, making an innuendo too glaring to overlook. She’d either realized her mistake of what sounded like an offer or she was shy about making it. Either way, she’d turned pink, highlighting the freckles that swept over her nose.
There was a decision to be made. She didn’t work for me directly and never would. I would ensure that. I had no plans of ever replacing my current assistant.
But Bailey was gone. She’d made it painfully clear where her head was. And when had I ever chased a woman?
Could my father actually be right for once? The best thing for my plans and the future of this company would be to let her go.
There was a definite way to try to forget her.
I heard myself say, “What exactly are you offering?”
Nine
Lass, he called out to me from the hazy backdrop of my bedroom. I tried to remember Lizzy’s house wasn’t soundproofed as Kalen kissed his way up the curve of my arm. I pressed my lips closed to hold in a moan as I squirmed a bit under his ministrations. Wanting so much more, I wiggled my bottom against his huge erection, hoping to tease him into action as I lay on my side.
No need to rush, lass. I promise to get you there more than once, he said, coming ever closer to my mouth, teasing me with the promise of his kiss, which I craved far more than I ever thought possible.
He cupped my breast, squeezing just shy of pain while rubbing a thumb back and forth over the taut nipple. The sensations were like a lit match dropping into gasoline. Every inch of my skin sparked to life.