we will stay together and make things work for at least twelve months. After that time if you or I feel that marrying was a mistake, we will end the marriage with joint custody of our child.”
He watched as Lena inhaled deeply before she said, “I need to think about this.”
“Of course. Do you think you can have an answer by the time I return on Sunday? That’s five days away.”
Lena’s chest tightened. She had a lot of thinking to do, and five days wasn’t a lot of time. But still, she would have an answer for him. “Yes, I should have a decision for you by then.”
“Good.” He stood. “I’m on my way to grab something to eat at the Racetrack Café. Would you care to join me?”
Lena shook her head. The last thing she needed was something to eat. What she needed was time alone to think. “No, but thanks for asking.”
“You’re welcome.” He crossed the room to get his jacket, and she came from around her desk. She decided to ask him the question she’d been pondering since he had arrived. “How did you get in here?”
“Your secretary,” he said, slipping into his jacket. “I was walking in when she was leaving.”
“Oh.”
He smiled. “Was she supposed to hang around and announce me or something?”
“No, I was just surprised when you arrived,” she said, walking him to her office door.
He raised a dark brow quizzically. “Had you forgotten about our appointment?”
Hardly. “No, I hadn’t forgotten.”
Now she stood in front of him at the door, and as usual he appeared overwhelming and his eyes were on her, as if he was studying her for some reason. The intensity of his gaze made her flush. “You’re going to St. Louis, right?” she nervously asked.
He nodded. “Yes. You still have that business card I gave you with my cell phone number and e-mail address in case something comes up or if you need to ask me anything about my proposal?”
“Yes, and you still have mine, right?”
“Yes, I still have it.”
“Well, don’t hesitate to contact me if you want to withdraw your offer of the marriage thing.”
He chuckled. “I won’t be withdrawing it.”
Lena toyed with the button on her jacket thinking he sounded pretty sure of that. “I hope you have a safe flight, Morgan.”
“Thanks, and I promise to have an answer for you regarding the sale of my house when I return.”
“Okay. Although I’ve been showing the Edwardses other places, I think they like your house the best.”
The smile that tilted his lips widened. “That’s good to know. I’ll keep that in mind when I make my decision, and I hope you keep it in mind when you make yours.”
Lena sighed, trying to ignore the intense stare in Morgan’s eyes. She held out her hand. “Goodbye, Morgan. I’ll see you in a few days.”
He didn’t take her outstretched hand. Instead he continued to stare at her, hold her gaze, rattling her already shaken composure. “I want to do things different this time, Lena,” he said, his voice low, seductive.
Mesmerized, she dropped her hand to her side.Her palm suddenly felt warm and sweaty. And when he took a step closer to her, an aching need, that throbbing desire that had awakened her last night, was there, clawing at her, and she took a step forward as well.
“I think we can do better than that,” he said in a warm, husky tone, which was barely above a whisper, pulling her total concentration back in.
Before she could release her next breath, he lowered his mouth to hers with a quick, clean sweep of his tongue across her lips. He captivated her then and there, snapping her composure and destroying the last hold she had on her control.
She placed her hand on his chest when his mouth closed hungrily, greedily over hers, almost eating her alive and unleashing a degree of passion she didn’t know she had. Her naughty twin had passion, yes, but her, no. But this was not her twin who felt the smoldering eruption deep inside her as Morgan’s tongue sent her
He watched as Lena inhaled deeply before she said, “I need to think about this.”
“Of course. Do you think you can have an answer by the time I return on Sunday? That’s five days away.”
Lena’s chest tightened. She had a lot of thinking to do, and five days wasn’t a lot of time. But still, she would have an answer for him. “Yes, I should have a decision for you by then.”
“Good.” He stood. “I’m on my way to grab something to eat at the Racetrack Café. Would you care to join me?”
Lena shook her head. The last thing she needed was something to eat. What she needed was time alone to think. “No, but thanks for asking.”
“You’re welcome.” He crossed the room to get his jacket, and she came from around her desk. She decided to ask him the question she’d been pondering since he had arrived. “How did you get in here?”
“Your secretary,” he said, slipping into his jacket. “I was walking in when she was leaving.”
“Oh.”
He smiled. “Was she supposed to hang around and announce me or something?”
“No, I was just surprised when you arrived,” she said, walking him to her office door.
He raised a dark brow quizzically. “Had you forgotten about our appointment?”
Hardly. “No, I hadn’t forgotten.”
Now she stood in front of him at the door, and as usual he appeared overwhelming and his eyes were on her, as if he was studying her for some reason. The intensity of his gaze made her flush. “You’re going to St. Louis, right?” she nervously asked.
He nodded. “Yes. You still have that business card I gave you with my cell phone number and e-mail address in case something comes up or if you need to ask me anything about my proposal?”
“Yes, and you still have mine, right?”
“Yes, I still have it.”
“Well, don’t hesitate to contact me if you want to withdraw your offer of the marriage thing.”
He chuckled. “I won’t be withdrawing it.”
Lena toyed with the button on her jacket thinking he sounded pretty sure of that. “I hope you have a safe flight, Morgan.”
“Thanks, and I promise to have an answer for you regarding the sale of my house when I return.”
“Okay. Although I’ve been showing the Edwardses other places, I think they like your house the best.”
The smile that tilted his lips widened. “That’s good to know. I’ll keep that in mind when I make my decision, and I hope you keep it in mind when you make yours.”
Lena sighed, trying to ignore the intense stare in Morgan’s eyes. She held out her hand. “Goodbye, Morgan. I’ll see you in a few days.”
He didn’t take her outstretched hand. Instead he continued to stare at her, hold her gaze, rattling her already shaken composure. “I want to do things different this time, Lena,” he said, his voice low, seductive.
Mesmerized, she dropped her hand to her side.Her palm suddenly felt warm and sweaty. And when he took a step closer to her, an aching need, that throbbing desire that had awakened her last night, was there, clawing at her, and she took a step forward as well.
“I think we can do better than that,” he said in a warm, husky tone, which was barely above a whisper, pulling her total concentration back in.
Before she could release her next breath, he lowered his mouth to hers with a quick, clean sweep of his tongue across her lips. He captivated her then and there, snapping her composure and destroying the last hold she had on her control.
She placed her hand on his chest when his mouth closed hungrily, greedily over hers, almost eating her alive and unleashing a degree of passion she didn’t know she had. Her naughty twin had passion, yes, but her, no. But this was not her twin who felt the smoldering eruption deep inside her as Morgan’s tongue sent her
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