wanted more. Her mouth opened and his tongue tangled with hers to do its own unique version of the Lambada. He rubbed against her, pressed closer, and lowered her down on the bed.
God, he wanted her. Was it fair to pretend to be his brother or should he confess now before they went too far?
Too late.
She’d already taken his heart hostage and there would be no ransom.
6
Sabrina hadn’t ever been kissed like this. Completely senseless. The second her lips touched his, she turned into a wanton she-cat. Hells bells, she didn’t even know she had it in her. Her heart pummeled her ribs in double-overtime. This is what she’d waited her entire life for. A man to make her feel special. Why did it have to happen now when she looked like crap? Should she allow him to go any further? Isn’t that what she wanted? He was her boss and everyone knew you don’t dip your nib in the company inkpot. She really liked him. Why not take a chance?
She doubted it meant more to him than another conquest. Travis never said he felt anything for her. In fact, he was the one to ask her to be a friend. No way did that equal relationship. Not in her book.
No.
She didn’t want to have sex with someone who viewed her as a pal. How depraved and cheap. It took every ounce of strength to stop the kiss and push him away. She had to.
“I’m sorry, Travis.” Her chest ached. As if pushing him away shattered her soul. “I love the feel of your lips on mine only I don’t see how this can go any further.” It hurt to swallow. She stifled a sob. “Y—you’re my boss and we both know it can’t work.”
“Shh.” Travis put a finger to her lips.
His eyes bore into hers melting her insides with a fire she hadn’t seen there before. Between the sobs and rapid breaths she was in serious jeopardy of passing out. She had to calm down. “I won’t let my first time be a one night stand. I want it to be as special for him as it is for me.”
“But–”
“Perhaps, it’s best if you leave now.” Sabrina rolled away from him and sat on the edge of the bed. Embarrassed and ashamed, she covered her face. Didn’t want to see disgust on his face after she’d kissed him like that.
The surprise on his face when she asked him to leave gave her pause. He looked a cross between stunned and hurt. He was probably stunned—she was willing to bet no woman ever asked him to leave…before now.
Oh God, what must he think of her?
* * * *
A chill squeezed Trent’s heart. He’d been totally unfair to both of them.
He had to find the right time to tell her the truth, beg her forgiveness, and hope to hell she didn’t quit her job. “I’m sorry too, but I do understand what you mean. I apologize if I overstepped the boundaries of a gentleman. You’re one hell of a woman. If you change your mind you have my number.”
She paced, her hands clasped in front of her. “Travis, if we didn’t work together it’d be a different story. I want nothing more than to find out what we might make of this. It seems wrong to treat such a monumental moment like an everyday matter. I’m not like that. I’m sorry.”
Well hell. It was bad enough he’d acted like a heel, but her comments made him feel unbelievably worse. Trent climbed off the bed and came around to face her. He drew her back into his arms. “You have nothing to be sorry for. Neither of us planned the kiss. It just happened. We’re drawn to one another. I’m not surprised a bit because we’re so much alike. Before today, I’d never planned to move from the east coast. But with a woman like you, yeah there’s a good possibility I’d change my mind.”
“I can’t ask you to do that. You have a job to do, your family needs you, and well—it’s simply not fair. I think it’s better if we don’t interact on a personal level anymore. It will be painful enough to have to work with you and know we might have had something special. I don’t want to make it any harder for either
God, he wanted her. Was it fair to pretend to be his brother or should he confess now before they went too far?
Too late.
She’d already taken his heart hostage and there would be no ransom.
6
Sabrina hadn’t ever been kissed like this. Completely senseless. The second her lips touched his, she turned into a wanton she-cat. Hells bells, she didn’t even know she had it in her. Her heart pummeled her ribs in double-overtime. This is what she’d waited her entire life for. A man to make her feel special. Why did it have to happen now when she looked like crap? Should she allow him to go any further? Isn’t that what she wanted? He was her boss and everyone knew you don’t dip your nib in the company inkpot. She really liked him. Why not take a chance?
She doubted it meant more to him than another conquest. Travis never said he felt anything for her. In fact, he was the one to ask her to be a friend. No way did that equal relationship. Not in her book.
No.
She didn’t want to have sex with someone who viewed her as a pal. How depraved and cheap. It took every ounce of strength to stop the kiss and push him away. She had to.
“I’m sorry, Travis.” Her chest ached. As if pushing him away shattered her soul. “I love the feel of your lips on mine only I don’t see how this can go any further.” It hurt to swallow. She stifled a sob. “Y—you’re my boss and we both know it can’t work.”
“Shh.” Travis put a finger to her lips.
His eyes bore into hers melting her insides with a fire she hadn’t seen there before. Between the sobs and rapid breaths she was in serious jeopardy of passing out. She had to calm down. “I won’t let my first time be a one night stand. I want it to be as special for him as it is for me.”
“But–”
“Perhaps, it’s best if you leave now.” Sabrina rolled away from him and sat on the edge of the bed. Embarrassed and ashamed, she covered her face. Didn’t want to see disgust on his face after she’d kissed him like that.
The surprise on his face when she asked him to leave gave her pause. He looked a cross between stunned and hurt. He was probably stunned—she was willing to bet no woman ever asked him to leave…before now.
Oh God, what must he think of her?
* * * *
A chill squeezed Trent’s heart. He’d been totally unfair to both of them.
He had to find the right time to tell her the truth, beg her forgiveness, and hope to hell she didn’t quit her job. “I’m sorry too, but I do understand what you mean. I apologize if I overstepped the boundaries of a gentleman. You’re one hell of a woman. If you change your mind you have my number.”
She paced, her hands clasped in front of her. “Travis, if we didn’t work together it’d be a different story. I want nothing more than to find out what we might make of this. It seems wrong to treat such a monumental moment like an everyday matter. I’m not like that. I’m sorry.”
Well hell. It was bad enough he’d acted like a heel, but her comments made him feel unbelievably worse. Trent climbed off the bed and came around to face her. He drew her back into his arms. “You have nothing to be sorry for. Neither of us planned the kiss. It just happened. We’re drawn to one another. I’m not surprised a bit because we’re so much alike. Before today, I’d never planned to move from the east coast. But with a woman like you, yeah there’s a good possibility I’d change my mind.”
“I can’t ask you to do that. You have a job to do, your family needs you, and well—it’s simply not fair. I think it’s better if we don’t interact on a personal level anymore. It will be painful enough to have to work with you and know we might have had something special. I don’t want to make it any harder for either
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