you right now, as if we were really in Paris instead of only standing next to a silly painting."
He waited a moment after speaking to see if she would protest. When she licked her lips, he took the gesture as an invitation and brought his lips down onto hers, gentle at first, then more eagerly. Her lips parted, her tongue softly caressed his.
A groan escaped his mouth as his lips opened to let her in. His hand slid into her hair, tangling the silky strands around his fingers as he pulled her closer. Her breasts heaved against his chest as her breathing grew ragged. There was a longing deep inside to let his hands explore the rest of her body, but he resisted the urge. There would be time for exploration later when they were alone and uninhibited.
Her hands began exploring instead. They moved down his back to the waistband of his jeans and tugged on the belt loops, pulling him closer. His hips ground against hers in a way that made him want to wrap her legs around his waist and take her to bed.
A loud gasp from the doorway and the distinct sound of books falling to the floor pulled him out of the moment. Reluctantly he broke away from Julia's mouth only to find Rebecca staring at him. Her mouth hung open as tears streaked down her cheeks.
Chapter Ten
He took a step toward Rebecca, but she shook her head. "How could you, Chase? How could you do this to me?" She turned and fled down the stairs leading to the lower floors.
"I have to go after her." He gave Julia another quick peck on the lips. "Can we continue this later?"
"What did she mean, Chase?" Suspicion rose in her throat like bile.
"I can't explain right now. I need to go talk to her." He held Julia's face in his hands, his expression pleading with her. "I'll find you later. I have a feeling you and I have a little talking to do, too."
He walked out of the room leaving her standing alone without giving her the chance to respond. What was going on? Was he so concerned about Rebecca's feelings he was willing to leave her after such an amazing kiss? Does Rebecca mean more to him than kissing me?
She wanted to trust Rebecca was simply overreacting to seeing the boss kissing an employee, but the twisting in the pit of her stomach told her there was more to Rebecca's reaction.
Julia wandered down the stairs slowly, unsure of whether or not she wanted to find out what waited for her down below. She scanned the second floor but didn't see or hear Chase anywhere. They must be on the first floor somewhere. Why was this store so big?
She ran down the stairs, suddenly anxious to find them, knowing she wouldn't be able to think of anything else until she knew exactly what was going on between them. The first floor was more congested with small rooms than the two floors above her, so she couldn't see all the different areas from the stairs. She walked from room to room, ignoring customers along the way.
"Can you believe Chase?" Julia heard a voice say from the next aisle over. She slowed her pace.
Chase?
"Poor girl has no idea what she's in for," another voice said.
Julia froze. She couldn't go another step without hearing this conversation. Who were they talking about?
"Poor her? How about poor me?" the first voice whined. "I'm supposed to be the next one on his radar, not some new girl. I've been dropping hints for months trying to get him to ask me out and all of a sudden some cheap bimbo comes and steals him right out from under me. I could just yank out her nasty hair for getting in my way."
Yikes. I wouldn't want to be that girl.
"Don't worry. Chase is too much of a player to settle down. He'll have a little romp with her, and he'll be back on the market next week."
There has to be another Chase.
"You're right," Julia heard one of the girls say. "There's no way he'll go for that ugly black hair. Everyone knows he prefers natural blondes like me."
Oh my god, they're talking about me. I'm the cheap bimbo with the nasty hair.
"Yep. Too bad he prefers natural
He waited a moment after speaking to see if she would protest. When she licked her lips, he took the gesture as an invitation and brought his lips down onto hers, gentle at first, then more eagerly. Her lips parted, her tongue softly caressed his.
A groan escaped his mouth as his lips opened to let her in. His hand slid into her hair, tangling the silky strands around his fingers as he pulled her closer. Her breasts heaved against his chest as her breathing grew ragged. There was a longing deep inside to let his hands explore the rest of her body, but he resisted the urge. There would be time for exploration later when they were alone and uninhibited.
Her hands began exploring instead. They moved down his back to the waistband of his jeans and tugged on the belt loops, pulling him closer. His hips ground against hers in a way that made him want to wrap her legs around his waist and take her to bed.
A loud gasp from the doorway and the distinct sound of books falling to the floor pulled him out of the moment. Reluctantly he broke away from Julia's mouth only to find Rebecca staring at him. Her mouth hung open as tears streaked down her cheeks.
Chapter Ten
He took a step toward Rebecca, but she shook her head. "How could you, Chase? How could you do this to me?" She turned and fled down the stairs leading to the lower floors.
"I have to go after her." He gave Julia another quick peck on the lips. "Can we continue this later?"
"What did she mean, Chase?" Suspicion rose in her throat like bile.
"I can't explain right now. I need to go talk to her." He held Julia's face in his hands, his expression pleading with her. "I'll find you later. I have a feeling you and I have a little talking to do, too."
He walked out of the room leaving her standing alone without giving her the chance to respond. What was going on? Was he so concerned about Rebecca's feelings he was willing to leave her after such an amazing kiss? Does Rebecca mean more to him than kissing me?
She wanted to trust Rebecca was simply overreacting to seeing the boss kissing an employee, but the twisting in the pit of her stomach told her there was more to Rebecca's reaction.
Julia wandered down the stairs slowly, unsure of whether or not she wanted to find out what waited for her down below. She scanned the second floor but didn't see or hear Chase anywhere. They must be on the first floor somewhere. Why was this store so big?
She ran down the stairs, suddenly anxious to find them, knowing she wouldn't be able to think of anything else until she knew exactly what was going on between them. The first floor was more congested with small rooms than the two floors above her, so she couldn't see all the different areas from the stairs. She walked from room to room, ignoring customers along the way.
"Can you believe Chase?" Julia heard a voice say from the next aisle over. She slowed her pace.
Chase?
"Poor girl has no idea what she's in for," another voice said.
Julia froze. She couldn't go another step without hearing this conversation. Who were they talking about?
"Poor her? How about poor me?" the first voice whined. "I'm supposed to be the next one on his radar, not some new girl. I've been dropping hints for months trying to get him to ask me out and all of a sudden some cheap bimbo comes and steals him right out from under me. I could just yank out her nasty hair for getting in my way."
Yikes. I wouldn't want to be that girl.
"Don't worry. Chase is too much of a player to settle down. He'll have a little romp with her, and he'll be back on the market next week."
There has to be another Chase.
"You're right," Julia heard one of the girls say. "There's no way he'll go for that ugly black hair. Everyone knows he prefers natural blondes like me."
Oh my god, they're talking about me. I'm the cheap bimbo with the nasty hair.
"Yep. Too bad he prefers natural
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