never intentionally compromise your job, Cas. I’m sorry for any trouble I might have caused you.” She placed her hands over her heart. “Please believe me?” Her heartfelt apology both surprised and pleased me. It also made me want to back her against the wall and take her. The last time I took what I wanted, even though I knew I shouldn’t have, landed me with a wife and child.
I have to set her straight.
“We had a fun week, Sarah, but that was all it can ever be. You know this, right? We,” I motioned between the two of us, “cannot be together. Your brother can never find out what happened.”
“I have no intention of telling Max. I would never do that to you.” The hurt in her voice made me feel like a world class shit.
“If I had known how old you were, I would never have…” She held up her hand and I stopped mid-sentence.
“Yeah, Cas. I picked up on that at Jos and Kurt’s. You regret it. I understand,” she snapped.
Without thinking, I cradled her gorgeous face in my hands and stared into her beautiful blue eyes. “It’s bad timing, sweetheart, that’s all.” I lowered my mouth to hers for a goodbye kiss. The second our mouths touched and she opened her sweet, berry lips for me, I was a goner. Pulling her around the side of the building, I pushed her back against the brick wall and devoured her alcohol tinged tongue.
“This is all I’ve thought about for months,” I confessed.
“Me too,” she whispered against my mouth.
Whenever I touched this woman all rational thought slipped from my brain. This left my cock to take over, which was a really bad idea. My body screamed to get inside her again. I skimmed my fingers up her thighs while she worked on the top button of my pants. Right as I was about to plunge my fingers into her slick, wet heat, the bar door swung open and out stumbled several drunk patrons.
I froze. What the hell am I doing?
“Don’t stop,” Sarah’s warm breath whispered against my ear.
Fuck!
Placing my hand over hers, I halted her fingers from reaching their destination. She let out a cute huff of frustration and blinked up at me.
“We can’t,” I told her.
I could see her lust filled eyes struggling to focus and felt bad for opening Pandora’s Box. “What?” she asked.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have started this. I didn’t mean to,” I stammered.
The incredulous look on her face seared a hole through my gut. Yanking her hand out from under mine, she growled in frustration. Then she ran her fingers through her long, dark hair and sighed. “Bloody fucking hell, Cas, why did you kiss me then?”
“I shouldn’t have. Look, your brother is my friend and my client. This thing between us has nowhere to go,” I tried to explain.
Hurt shone in her eyes and her bottom lip trembled. “Then you should have thought about it before you went there, not after.” Before I could reply, she turned on her heel and stormed across the parking lot towards her car.
“You good to drive?” I shouted.
She raised her hand and waved her middle finger in the air. “Talk to the finger, Boyo!” she shouted back at me, and I tried not to laugh.
The woman was an absolute force of nature and I needed to keep my fucking hands off her. The problem was…I didn’t want to.
Bobby didn’t push when I joined him at the bar. After one drink morphed into four, I said goodnight and began to walk home. I would jog over tomorrow morning to pick up my car. On the way home I thought about Sarah and all the reasons I should stay away. I didn’t want to stay away. This was not good. Not good at all.
Chapter Seven
Sarah
‡
“T his can’t happen. We both know it, Sarah ,” I mocked under my breath . Then why the hell did you kiss me, shitarse? I was trying not to stomp, but I was so damn mad.
“You good to drive?” Cas’s sexy-as-sin voice shouted behind me.
I wanted to tell him to kiss off, but I was too angry to get it out, so I shot him the bird and kept on
I have to set her straight.
“We had a fun week, Sarah, but that was all it can ever be. You know this, right? We,” I motioned between the two of us, “cannot be together. Your brother can never find out what happened.”
“I have no intention of telling Max. I would never do that to you.” The hurt in her voice made me feel like a world class shit.
“If I had known how old you were, I would never have…” She held up her hand and I stopped mid-sentence.
“Yeah, Cas. I picked up on that at Jos and Kurt’s. You regret it. I understand,” she snapped.
Without thinking, I cradled her gorgeous face in my hands and stared into her beautiful blue eyes. “It’s bad timing, sweetheart, that’s all.” I lowered my mouth to hers for a goodbye kiss. The second our mouths touched and she opened her sweet, berry lips for me, I was a goner. Pulling her around the side of the building, I pushed her back against the brick wall and devoured her alcohol tinged tongue.
“This is all I’ve thought about for months,” I confessed.
“Me too,” she whispered against my mouth.
Whenever I touched this woman all rational thought slipped from my brain. This left my cock to take over, which was a really bad idea. My body screamed to get inside her again. I skimmed my fingers up her thighs while she worked on the top button of my pants. Right as I was about to plunge my fingers into her slick, wet heat, the bar door swung open and out stumbled several drunk patrons.
I froze. What the hell am I doing?
“Don’t stop,” Sarah’s warm breath whispered against my ear.
Fuck!
Placing my hand over hers, I halted her fingers from reaching their destination. She let out a cute huff of frustration and blinked up at me.
“We can’t,” I told her.
I could see her lust filled eyes struggling to focus and felt bad for opening Pandora’s Box. “What?” she asked.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have started this. I didn’t mean to,” I stammered.
The incredulous look on her face seared a hole through my gut. Yanking her hand out from under mine, she growled in frustration. Then she ran her fingers through her long, dark hair and sighed. “Bloody fucking hell, Cas, why did you kiss me then?”
“I shouldn’t have. Look, your brother is my friend and my client. This thing between us has nowhere to go,” I tried to explain.
Hurt shone in her eyes and her bottom lip trembled. “Then you should have thought about it before you went there, not after.” Before I could reply, she turned on her heel and stormed across the parking lot towards her car.
“You good to drive?” I shouted.
She raised her hand and waved her middle finger in the air. “Talk to the finger, Boyo!” she shouted back at me, and I tried not to laugh.
The woman was an absolute force of nature and I needed to keep my fucking hands off her. The problem was…I didn’t want to.
Bobby didn’t push when I joined him at the bar. After one drink morphed into four, I said goodnight and began to walk home. I would jog over tomorrow morning to pick up my car. On the way home I thought about Sarah and all the reasons I should stay away. I didn’t want to stay away. This was not good. Not good at all.
Chapter Seven
Sarah
‡
“T his can’t happen. We both know it, Sarah ,” I mocked under my breath . Then why the hell did you kiss me, shitarse? I was trying not to stomp, but I was so damn mad.
“You good to drive?” Cas’s sexy-as-sin voice shouted behind me.
I wanted to tell him to kiss off, but I was too angry to get it out, so I shot him the bird and kept on
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