Seduced by the CEO by Lexie Davis Page B

woman.” She laughed. “I think he thought I was going to kill him.”
    Micah kissed her face. Her nose. Her cheek. Her
forehead. “Sounds like you have some motive.”
    He held her tight. Kristin tried to act tough, and
generally speaking, she was. But Micah saw a bit of vulnerability when she
spoke about the past, about her ex-husband and what she’d gone through with
him. She didn’t show it often, but he figured she felt it more than she let on.
    Micah pressed his lips against her cheek. “You smell
good.”
    She turned to meet his eyes. “I smell like the
office.”
    “You smell like that damn lotion you favor. I smelled
it the first time you walked in my room. You’d make a terrible thief, you
know.”
    She smiled. “I didn’t plan on stealing anything. Well,
maybe you…”
    “How did you break into my house?”
    She chuckled. “I think the better question would be,
how did I find it? It was harder to find than break into.”
    Micah liked his privacy. It wasn’t a secret and
everyone around him knew it. His house was the one place where he could
literally escape from the rest of the world.
    He narrowed his eyes. “You didn’t answer my question.”
    “I’m not going to either.” She stood and smoothed her
skirt down. “If you decide to get up and out of bed, I’ll explain the reports.”
    Micah tossed the covers back and stood. “If I have to
tie you down to get the info, I will.”
    He knew she understood he wasn’t talking about the
reports. He kept his house on secure lockdown. State of the art everything to
keep his privacy from the outside world. Breaking into his house couldn’t have
been an easy task.
    “You left your keys in the door.”
    He narrowed his eyes. “I wasn’t that drunk.”
    He probably was, but he wouldn’t admit it. She pointed
to the dresser. “I set them right there. I really hope you didn’t drive home
last night.”
    He glanced over and spotted his keys. “Roxy drove me
home. Do you make a habit of just walking into someone’s house?”
    “And she told me she didn’t know where you lived.” She
rolled her eyes. “You are hardly just ‘someone’ after the naughty things we’ve
done. Why is this a big deal? You came in my house and made yourself at home.
In front of my son.”
    He propped his hands on his hips. “Nobody has ever
been here.”
    She glanced around. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you
don’t want me here.”
    “That’s not it.” He pulled out a drawer and reached
for the top pair of boxers. “It is a big deal. To me anyway.”
    She watched him gather clothes from his dresser. “So
you do want me here?”
    He sighed. “If I wanted you gone, I wouldn’t waste
time arguing with you. I have a hangover. A little less talking and no more
thinking would be great.”
    Micah crossed the room, heading toward the master bath,
with Kristin following closely behind, and set his fresh clothes on the counter.
He shouldn’t have had so much to drink the night before. He’d been too uptight
about Trevor and his MIA status that he didn’t think of anything else. And when
the Dom scheduled for the demonstration canceled, he needed something to loosen
him up.
    “I only came to show you the reports.” She leaned
against the door frame. “I called you a few times, then went by the club. When
I couldn’t find you, I set out to find your house.”
    She was worried about him. That realization was surprising.
He turned the shower on, not stepping inside yet, and faced her.
    “Going over those reports is not the only thing we’re
going to do while you’re here.”
    She shook her head. “I’ve already had my shower
today.”
    “You’re going to need another by the time we’re
through.”
    “You are in no condition…” She stopped when he propped
his hands on his hips. He watched as she took in his body, letting her eyes
travel down his neck, her gaze caressing his chest before drifting down his
torso to linger on his erect cock. The longer