Checkmate by Diana Nixon

with my bare hands, because at that very moment, that was exactly what I wanted to do.
    I smirked. “You of all people should know how easy a heart can be destroyed. So thank you for destroying mine, Pam. No offense, but the only way we can make it work now, is through a doctor and my lawyer.”
    I waited for Pamela and the boy to leave, I didn’t even go to say good-bye, and when Oliver returned to the kitchen where I had been waiting for him, his expression was as dark as a storm-cloud.
    “A kid? Seriously, Dom? How could you not know that you were a father?”
    I gave him a cold look, and slammed my hands down on the counter. “How would I know that I had a kid, if she never bothered to inform me that she was even pregnant?”
    “Didn’t you two have mutual friends that would know that she was pregnant?”
    “I didn’t know any of her friends. And since she moved back to Washington, I haven’t heard anything from her. Why did she come to you, anyway?”
    “She said she didn’t have your new cell phone number or your address.”
    “Right.”
    “Jeez, man do you even realize what a bomb it will be if the press or even worse, our parents, find out about it?”
    But the only person whose reaction would really worry me now, was Scarlett. Somehow, I was sure the news wouldn’t help me make things work with her.
    “I need to go,” I said, heading for the door.
    “By the way,” Oliver called after me, “who was the chick lucky enough to wake up in your bed this morning?”
    “None of your business, ” I spat back.
    “Do I know her?” He never gave up easily.
    “No.” I turned the knob and went out the door, and back to my car.
    I slammed the car- door shut behind me and said to Tom, “Office.”
    I seriously doubted my life could be even more screwed. Pamela was right, I didn’t need any tests to see how much the boy looked like me. But I still wanted to be sure that she wouldn’t drag me into another trap. I had plenty of reasons to not trust her.
     
    The first thing I wanted to do when the elevator stopped at my floor, was to see Scarlett. I went to her office and knocked.
    “Come in,” she replied from behind the closed door.
    “Hey,” I said, standing at the threshold. I was so glad to see her again, my heart thumped loudly inside my chest.
    “What are you doing here?” S he asked, a little nervous. Her cheeks flushed and I loved it.
    “Just wanted to stop by and make sure tha t you made it to the office, safe and sound,” I said, crossing the distance between us.
    “Despite the fact that last night you did your best to exhaust me to make sure I didn’t arrive at the office at all, I found strength to get home, change clothes and come here.”
    “Mmm, last night.” I sighed, leaning to her ear. “I can’t stop thinking about it.” I started placing kisses down her neckline, and immediately was rewarded with a soft moan, vibrating under my lips.
    “This is insane,” she said, standing and placing both hands on my chest.
    “You say it as if it’s something bad,” I said, wrapping my arms around her waist.
    “I’m not sure we should continue doing this.”
    “Doing what? Spending nights in one bed together? Kissing and making each other scream in ecstasy?”
    “Uh, you ar en’t really helping, you know that?”
    “All I know is that I want more,” I said, covering her lips with mine.
    I didn’t even realize how much I needed that kiss. It was like being back to some secret place, where nothing but peace and pleasure reigned. The moment my tongue slid in between her parted lips, my inner world exulted. I sucked them lightly, feeling her body leaning closer to mine. There was no way I could leave now. 
    She wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened the kiss that I couldn’t even imagine being any more sensual than it already had been. My hands travelled down her hips and I pressed them harder against me, I wanted her to know that I was more than ready for night