my excuse. Let’s get out of here before he comes back.”
That was enough of a reason to stand.
“Good idea.” When Meredith picked up the sketches, he shook his head. “Leave them. We don’t want her to know we’re on to her.”
“Okay. But we have to get them back at some point. She can’t get away with this.”
Meredith’s fierce tone made him smile. “If Lyn and Hurst merge, it doesn’t matter. I get the designs back by default. No harm, no foul.”
It was a lie strictly to soothe her. Avery’s treachery hit below the belt and hurt much more than he dared let on.
They sprinted for the elevator and it wasn’t until the doors closed that Jason turned to his coconspirator. “That was...”
One glimpse of her made him lose his train of thought.
Meredith’s chest rose and fell from the slight exertion, drawing attention to her barely concealed cleavage. Her hair twined around her face in a mess of waves. She was amazing and gorgeous and her quick thinking had saved their hides.
His heart pounded and adrenaline coursed through his veins, waking up his nerves...and drawing the attention of the erection he’d been trying to ignore since the peek at her underwear.
The combination swept over him in a dark surge of awareness, along with a heady dose of her exotic perfume.
Breathing her in, he relaxed and reveled in the wild rush she never failed to evoke. Avery’s plans, his plans, mergers, corporate politics—all of it was too much to resolve tonight and he didn’t want to think about any of it. Once, he’d fallen into this woman’s arms to escape the pain of his real life, and she’d restored him in a way he’d never anticipated.
He craved the connection they’d once had, the one that made him feel as if she understood him in a way no one else could. Why didn’t he deserve to have some heat in his otherwise cold life? Why didn’t she deserve the same?
Answering awareness sprang into her gaze and her lashes lowered as she focused on his mouth. An instant later, she swayed toward him and their lips fused.
Meredith’s essence swept through his senses like a bright white light, clearing away everything but her. She opened under his mouth, her tongue slick against his, so hot and wet and tasting of erotic pleasures. She kissed like she did everything else—with abandon, purpose and raw sensuality. He could not get enough.
Her fingers danced along his spine and threaded through his hair, electrifying his skin wherever she touched. Meredith. She made him feel like nothing else ever had or would, as if only he could sate her carnal thirst, as if no other man existed for her.
It was powerful to know a woman like Meredith wanted him. So hot and exciting. Always had been.
Deeper. He plunged his tongue harder, mating with hers, bodies aligned tight. Those magnificent breasts brushed him and he wanted more. He snaked both hands to the small of her back and smashed her breasts against his chest, rubbing against the hardened tips he could feel through their clothes.
He dipped a hand in her skirt, desperate to feel her heated flesh. As he palmed her smooth, taut rear, the elevator doors opened.
Cursing, he tore his mouth from hers and guided her out of the elevator. “Hurry. We’re picking up right where we left off.”
The faster they reached the car, the less he could question himself about what he was doing. Hell, he already knew where this was going, but he lacked the incentive to stop it. His body screamed for her touch and he wasn’t going to say no. Not this time.
He’d worry about angles and leverage and Meredith’s odd hold over him tomorrow. Tonight, he wanted to live in the moment and forget about everything else.
Seven
J ason’s hand never left Meredith’s waist, burning through her clothes with delicious heat. She shivered, nearly stumbling over the curb as he ushered her into the car.
What in the world had gotten into him? If she’d have known a few stolen sketches would
That was enough of a reason to stand.
“Good idea.” When Meredith picked up the sketches, he shook his head. “Leave them. We don’t want her to know we’re on to her.”
“Okay. But we have to get them back at some point. She can’t get away with this.”
Meredith’s fierce tone made him smile. “If Lyn and Hurst merge, it doesn’t matter. I get the designs back by default. No harm, no foul.”
It was a lie strictly to soothe her. Avery’s treachery hit below the belt and hurt much more than he dared let on.
They sprinted for the elevator and it wasn’t until the doors closed that Jason turned to his coconspirator. “That was...”
One glimpse of her made him lose his train of thought.
Meredith’s chest rose and fell from the slight exertion, drawing attention to her barely concealed cleavage. Her hair twined around her face in a mess of waves. She was amazing and gorgeous and her quick thinking had saved their hides.
His heart pounded and adrenaline coursed through his veins, waking up his nerves...and drawing the attention of the erection he’d been trying to ignore since the peek at her underwear.
The combination swept over him in a dark surge of awareness, along with a heady dose of her exotic perfume.
Breathing her in, he relaxed and reveled in the wild rush she never failed to evoke. Avery’s plans, his plans, mergers, corporate politics—all of it was too much to resolve tonight and he didn’t want to think about any of it. Once, he’d fallen into this woman’s arms to escape the pain of his real life, and she’d restored him in a way he’d never anticipated.
He craved the connection they’d once had, the one that made him feel as if she understood him in a way no one else could. Why didn’t he deserve to have some heat in his otherwise cold life? Why didn’t she deserve the same?
Answering awareness sprang into her gaze and her lashes lowered as she focused on his mouth. An instant later, she swayed toward him and their lips fused.
Meredith’s essence swept through his senses like a bright white light, clearing away everything but her. She opened under his mouth, her tongue slick against his, so hot and wet and tasting of erotic pleasures. She kissed like she did everything else—with abandon, purpose and raw sensuality. He could not get enough.
Her fingers danced along his spine and threaded through his hair, electrifying his skin wherever she touched. Meredith. She made him feel like nothing else ever had or would, as if only he could sate her carnal thirst, as if no other man existed for her.
It was powerful to know a woman like Meredith wanted him. So hot and exciting. Always had been.
Deeper. He plunged his tongue harder, mating with hers, bodies aligned tight. Those magnificent breasts brushed him and he wanted more. He snaked both hands to the small of her back and smashed her breasts against his chest, rubbing against the hardened tips he could feel through their clothes.
He dipped a hand in her skirt, desperate to feel her heated flesh. As he palmed her smooth, taut rear, the elevator doors opened.
Cursing, he tore his mouth from hers and guided her out of the elevator. “Hurry. We’re picking up right where we left off.”
The faster they reached the car, the less he could question himself about what he was doing. Hell, he already knew where this was going, but he lacked the incentive to stop it. His body screamed for her touch and he wasn’t going to say no. Not this time.
He’d worry about angles and leverage and Meredith’s odd hold over him tomorrow. Tonight, he wanted to live in the moment and forget about everything else.
Seven
J ason’s hand never left Meredith’s waist, burning through her clothes with delicious heat. She shivered, nearly stumbling over the curb as he ushered her into the car.
What in the world had gotten into him? If she’d have known a few stolen sketches would
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