“He’s never asked me for the password,” I said. “He can’t remember any of the others.”
“That’s as good a confirmation as I am going to get. Enter the password for the pink folder, Olivia.”
My breath caught in my throat, and with my hands shaking, I reached up to the keyboard and did as he asked.
“Thank you,” Adam said softly, and I felt his warm breath against my cheek just a moment before his lips grazed my skin. “Now get up and stand next to me.”
Again, I did as he asked. I wasn’t even hesitating anymore, and the tension throughout my body was increasing. It was increasing in the most interesting and pleasurable way.
Adam’s fingers flew over the keyboard again until his eyes lit up and he silently pulled a flash drive from his pocket, inserted it into a USB port, and started copying files. He sat back in the chair and smiled up at me.
“You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment,” Adam said. He reached out and took my hand in his, then brushed his lips over the back of my knuckles.
“My good luck charm,” he murmured. His voice was dark and soft. He released my hand and pushed on the floor with his feet, effectively moving the rolling chair a couple of feet back. He ran his eyes down to my shoes and back up…again. I could feel heat in my cheeks. For several minutes, he just stared at me. I danced back and forth from one foot to the other.
Finally, he spoke.
“Take the scarf off,” he said softly.
“Um…what?” My heart was starting its little sprint again as I tried to comprehend what he was asking me to do.
“The scarf on your neck,” he repeated slowly, obviously thinking I’m a moron. “Take it off.”
“Why?”
His eyes narrowed at me again, and I had a feeling I didn’t want to question him a second time. I reached up with shaky fingers and pulled at the knot. I swallowed hard and gave the knot one more tug and it loosened enough to come undone. I pulled the fabric from around my neck and held it out to him.
He glanced at my outstretched hand for a split second, and then his eyes went back up to my neck.
“Undo the buttons on your blouse.”
I stared at him, and I think my mouth might have dropped open as well.
He gave a half smile and glanced down at the floor for a moment. He closed his eyes and shook his head slightly before looking back up at me. I heard a breathy laugh escape him.
“Just the top three buttons, baby.”
Because I didn’t know what else to do, I complied and shoved the top three buttons through their loops. The top of my blouse fell open a little, exposing my neck, but not much else.
“No boyfriend?” he inquired, though it sounded more like a statement than a question.
“No. Um…how did you know…?” I questioned pathetically.
“No hickeys.” He smiled a little broader.
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“If I were your boyfriend, I’d be leaving marks all over you just to make sure every other man who got near you knew you were mine.”
I stared at him in shock, not having any idea how to respond to a comment like that. There was a big part of me that wanted to pull the neckline back a bit more so he had easier access. There was another part that…well…that wanted to do the exact same thing. I started raising my hand to the top of my blouse, my eyes still locked with his.
That’s when the phone at my hip started buzzing—loudly. How is it that silent mode was just about as loud as setting the damn thing on high? Adam’s gaze darted over to my hip and then up to my eyes, pointedly. I didn’t have to look to see who it was. I knew it was Elissa.
“Are you going to answer that?”
“No…um…should I?”
“Maybe you should at least look to see who it is.”