him that seductive smile and a satisfied soft moan that sounded like and orgasm again. He pulled his hand away quickly. “You’re goin g to need to stop that, Cat.”
“Stop what?” She batted her eyelashes.
“Stop the orgasmic moans, the pout of your lips and the batting of your eyes. You know, maybe we should just forget it, because I can see this is just a waste of time. You’re never going to do it.”
“Don’t you trust me?”
“No,” he said, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.
“You already shook on the deal. Just like a lawyer to lie and go back on his word.”
Now, because of that comment, he wanted to prove her wrong even more. She needed to know that not all lawyers were like her late father. “All right, we’ll do it. But I’m writing up a contract for you to sign and we’re going to have to have a third-party be the judge. That way they can keep an eye on you and your doings while I’m at work.”
“Whatever you say,” she said, then reached out and stretched and yawned, giving him full view of her alluring breasts. I’m going to bed, I’m tired.”
She headed for the bedroom and stopped and looked back at him. “Are you coming?”
Why did she have to keep asking him that? He felt his groin stir every time she said it. He knew he couldn’t sleep in the same bed with her without wanting to do her. And if this whole contest to prove his point were ever going to work, then he’d have to nip her actions in the bud.
“I hope you don’t mind, bu t I sleep in the nude,” she added with a wink and headed into the bedroom.
“Damn you, Cat,” he said under his breath, wondering exactly how to word the contract that he was going to write up quickly.
Chapter 9
Cat woke to the sound of pounding, thinking at first it was just her head from drinking too much champagne last night. Then when it continued, she realized someone was at the door to the apartment. She got out of the big king-sized bed, still wearing Zeb’s shirt that she’d tossed on last night after she got out of the hot tub. She knew she’d had too much champagne, and embarrassment set in when she remembered exactly how she’d tried to seduce Zeb.
She looked around, wondering just where he was, then walked out into the living room and saw the pile of blankets and a pillow on the couch.
“Hello, anyone home?” came a voice from the other side of the door. Cat probably wouldn’t have answered it if she hadn’t recognized the voice as that of Zeb’s aunt, Penelope. Or as he called her – Aunt Cappy.
She buttoned up the shirt to hide her nakedness and pulled open the door.
“Oh, good, I was starting to wonder if you two were in the middle of making love.” Aunt Cappy motioned for the taxi driver to bring her luggage into the condo. Cat just stepped aside and half-hid behind the door as the taxi driver walked in and plopped down two suitcases and then went back and got two more. Aunt Cappy handed him some money and then closed the door.
“Well,” she said, her eyes scanning Cat. “Looks like I did interrupt something.”
“No, not at all,” said Cat, feeling her face starting to flush. “If you’re looking for Zeb, I’m not sure where he is. And how did you get in?”
“The door man let me in and told me where to find Zeb as soon as I explained I was his aunt.”
Just then, Zeb came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him and using another one to dry his hair.
“Aunt Cappy,” he said in surprise. “What are you doing here?”
“Well, I’m glad I didn’t get her a few minutes earlier, or I might have seen a little more than I’d expected.” She barged into the room, looked at the pile of blankets on the couch, dipped her brows and then looked up to both of them. “Did someone sleep here last night?”
“I’m guessing it was Zeb,” said Cat, looking over to see the grimace on Zeb’s face. “Probably after he refused to come into the bedroom with
“Stop what?” She batted her eyelashes.
“Stop the orgasmic moans, the pout of your lips and the batting of your eyes. You know, maybe we should just forget it, because I can see this is just a waste of time. You’re never going to do it.”
“Don’t you trust me?”
“No,” he said, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.
“You already shook on the deal. Just like a lawyer to lie and go back on his word.”
Now, because of that comment, he wanted to prove her wrong even more. She needed to know that not all lawyers were like her late father. “All right, we’ll do it. But I’m writing up a contract for you to sign and we’re going to have to have a third-party be the judge. That way they can keep an eye on you and your doings while I’m at work.”
“Whatever you say,” she said, then reached out and stretched and yawned, giving him full view of her alluring breasts. I’m going to bed, I’m tired.”
She headed for the bedroom and stopped and looked back at him. “Are you coming?”
Why did she have to keep asking him that? He felt his groin stir every time she said it. He knew he couldn’t sleep in the same bed with her without wanting to do her. And if this whole contest to prove his point were ever going to work, then he’d have to nip her actions in the bud.
“I hope you don’t mind, bu t I sleep in the nude,” she added with a wink and headed into the bedroom.
“Damn you, Cat,” he said under his breath, wondering exactly how to word the contract that he was going to write up quickly.
Chapter 9
Cat woke to the sound of pounding, thinking at first it was just her head from drinking too much champagne last night. Then when it continued, she realized someone was at the door to the apartment. She got out of the big king-sized bed, still wearing Zeb’s shirt that she’d tossed on last night after she got out of the hot tub. She knew she’d had too much champagne, and embarrassment set in when she remembered exactly how she’d tried to seduce Zeb.
She looked around, wondering just where he was, then walked out into the living room and saw the pile of blankets and a pillow on the couch.
“Hello, anyone home?” came a voice from the other side of the door. Cat probably wouldn’t have answered it if she hadn’t recognized the voice as that of Zeb’s aunt, Penelope. Or as he called her – Aunt Cappy.
She buttoned up the shirt to hide her nakedness and pulled open the door.
“Oh, good, I was starting to wonder if you two were in the middle of making love.” Aunt Cappy motioned for the taxi driver to bring her luggage into the condo. Cat just stepped aside and half-hid behind the door as the taxi driver walked in and plopped down two suitcases and then went back and got two more. Aunt Cappy handed him some money and then closed the door.
“Well,” she said, her eyes scanning Cat. “Looks like I did interrupt something.”
“No, not at all,” said Cat, feeling her face starting to flush. “If you’re looking for Zeb, I’m not sure where he is. And how did you get in?”
“The door man let me in and told me where to find Zeb as soon as I explained I was his aunt.”
Just then, Zeb came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him and using another one to dry his hair.
“Aunt Cappy,” he said in surprise. “What are you doing here?”
“Well, I’m glad I didn’t get her a few minutes earlier, or I might have seen a little more than I’d expected.” She barged into the room, looked at the pile of blankets on the couch, dipped her brows and then looked up to both of them. “Did someone sleep here last night?”
“I’m guessing it was Zeb,” said Cat, looking over to see the grimace on Zeb’s face. “Probably after he refused to come into the bedroom with
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