enough,” he replied. “Come home with me. I’ll make you dinner and we can talk about this.” He didn’t wait for an answer but took her hand in his and pulled her out of the storage area.
“Wait!” she exclaimed and pulled her hand free. She grabbed the linens on the bed and pulled them off the mattress, frantically stuffing them into a large plastic bag she found on the janitor’s cart that had been parked nearby. She didn’t want any evidence left behind of what had occurred here tonight.
“What are you doing?” he asked, dumbfounded by her frantic actions.
She dragged the bag with the linens over to him. “Here,” she said, out of breath after the exertion of stripping the bed of those heavy sheets and comforter. “Goodness, I think I need to increase my daily runs if that has me out of breath.”
James took the bag, still confused. “You still haven’t explained to me why we’re taking this. Why don’t you just let your staff take care of the sheets?” He watched her carefully, knowing that she was feeling vulnerable right now. “Unless you want me to bring them home for you?” As soon as he provided that explanation, he knew it wasn’t the reason. Her blush and the fact that she couldn’t look him in the eye told him that much. It was yet another mystery to this multi-faceted woman that fascinated him.
She bit her lip as she looked around, making sure she’d gotten anything that might give away their crazy, lust driven romp in the antique bed. “I just don’t….I don’t want anyone to see…anything,” she finally got out, running her fingers through her hair once again in an effort to make herself look somewhat presentable. Her fingers were still running into tangles and she was becoming agitated by the mess. “Can you just…get rid of that stuff for me?”
James glanced down at the bag in his hand then shook his head, his eyes narrowed while he waited for an explanation. “There’s nothing wrong with the linens, Jules.”
She turned around and blushed even harder. “Please? Just throw them away in your garbage at home.”
James still didn’t understand. He put the bag down and turned to face her more fully, hands on his hips in what he didn’t realize was a thoroughly alpha male stance. Julianna wished that things like that didn’t turn her on, but they did and she looked down at her feet so she wouldn’t reach out and touch him once again. She wasn’t sure she had the control to stop herself if things got out of hand. Again.
“Jules, you know I’m not going to let this go until I understand what you’re thinking. Why would I throw away brand new linens just because we had sex on them?”
She covered his mouth with her hand, then pulled it away when he nibbled on her finger. “Stop that,” she whispered urgently, looking around to make sure no one was witnessing their interchange. Even she knew that was ridiculous since her warehouse and gallery were completely silent except for the noise they were making. They were entirely alone, all the employees having left over an hour ago. “It just….needs to be thrown away.”
James looked down at her pink cheeks for a long moment, then something occurred to him. “Julianna, is there evidence of….”
“Yes!” she snapped at him, then turned around on her heel, heading back into the gallery and up the stairs to her office before he could ask any other questions. Her head was down as if she were walking in a storm and she had to brace herself against the wind and rain. She’d left him standing in the doorway leading from her warehouse to her gallery, a stunned look on his face. That surprise gave her enough time to get away from him, getting space so she could work through this latest issue of the night.
She wanted to slam the door on his bark of laughter but was trying very hard to re-gain her dignity. Slamming her door would only cause him to come up and investigate but she couldn’t face him right at this
“Wait!” she exclaimed and pulled her hand free. She grabbed the linens on the bed and pulled them off the mattress, frantically stuffing them into a large plastic bag she found on the janitor’s cart that had been parked nearby. She didn’t want any evidence left behind of what had occurred here tonight.
“What are you doing?” he asked, dumbfounded by her frantic actions.
She dragged the bag with the linens over to him. “Here,” she said, out of breath after the exertion of stripping the bed of those heavy sheets and comforter. “Goodness, I think I need to increase my daily runs if that has me out of breath.”
James took the bag, still confused. “You still haven’t explained to me why we’re taking this. Why don’t you just let your staff take care of the sheets?” He watched her carefully, knowing that she was feeling vulnerable right now. “Unless you want me to bring them home for you?” As soon as he provided that explanation, he knew it wasn’t the reason. Her blush and the fact that she couldn’t look him in the eye told him that much. It was yet another mystery to this multi-faceted woman that fascinated him.
She bit her lip as she looked around, making sure she’d gotten anything that might give away their crazy, lust driven romp in the antique bed. “I just don’t….I don’t want anyone to see…anything,” she finally got out, running her fingers through her hair once again in an effort to make herself look somewhat presentable. Her fingers were still running into tangles and she was becoming agitated by the mess. “Can you just…get rid of that stuff for me?”
James glanced down at the bag in his hand then shook his head, his eyes narrowed while he waited for an explanation. “There’s nothing wrong with the linens, Jules.”
She turned around and blushed even harder. “Please? Just throw them away in your garbage at home.”
James still didn’t understand. He put the bag down and turned to face her more fully, hands on his hips in what he didn’t realize was a thoroughly alpha male stance. Julianna wished that things like that didn’t turn her on, but they did and she looked down at her feet so she wouldn’t reach out and touch him once again. She wasn’t sure she had the control to stop herself if things got out of hand. Again.
“Jules, you know I’m not going to let this go until I understand what you’re thinking. Why would I throw away brand new linens just because we had sex on them?”
She covered his mouth with her hand, then pulled it away when he nibbled on her finger. “Stop that,” she whispered urgently, looking around to make sure no one was witnessing their interchange. Even she knew that was ridiculous since her warehouse and gallery were completely silent except for the noise they were making. They were entirely alone, all the employees having left over an hour ago. “It just….needs to be thrown away.”
James looked down at her pink cheeks for a long moment, then something occurred to him. “Julianna, is there evidence of….”
“Yes!” she snapped at him, then turned around on her heel, heading back into the gallery and up the stairs to her office before he could ask any other questions. Her head was down as if she were walking in a storm and she had to brace herself against the wind and rain. She’d left him standing in the doorway leading from her warehouse to her gallery, a stunned look on his face. That surprise gave her enough time to get away from him, getting space so she could work through this latest issue of the night.
She wanted to slam the door on his bark of laughter but was trying very hard to re-gain her dignity. Slamming her door would only cause him to come up and investigate but she couldn’t face him right at this
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