Wait for Me / Trust in Me by Samantha Chase

like crap if he just covered her and left her on the couch while he took the bed.
    It’s your bed…
    â€œI know, I know,” he said softly out loud. Still the thought bothered him. He may live on his own and be a little rough around the edges, but he was still a gentleman. Flexing his leg again to be sure that he was okay, Lucas put his glass in the sink and headed back over to the couch and stared down at Emma.
    â€œIt’s not like I haven’t done this before,” he said with a sigh and reached down to scoop her up into his arms. She curled into him and Lucas felt her warm breath on his neck and groaned. He was a glutton for punishment.
    It was one thing to carry Emma when she was unconscious and hurt, it was another to carry her to bed while she was all warm and sleepy and know that he wasn’t joining her in the bed. He thought of their kiss earlier and had to force his mind instantly into another direction. He had wanted her desperately right then and there, and if he were honest, he’d admit that he wanted her the same way right now.
    But she was asleep.
    â€œLucas,” Emma whispered sleepily against his neck. She slowly lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at him through slumberous eyes. “What are you doing?”
    Looking down at her sleepy face, Lucas couldn’t help but smile. “You fell asleep on the couch and I wanted you to be comfortable.”
    â€œWhy didn’t you wake me?”
    â€œI tried,” he replied softly. “You’re not an easy woman to wake.”
    Emma yawned and placed her head back on Lucas’s shoulder. “I would have been fine on the couch.”
    â€œIt’s not very comfortable.”
    â€œYou sleep there,” she reminded him.
    â€œI’m used to it. I promised you the bed, so I’m just helping you get there.” No sooner were the words out of his mouth than he was standing next to the bed and lowering Emma on to it. She looked up at him with her big blue eyes and Lucas’s mouth went dry.
    She cleared her throat and blinked. “Is the marathon over?”
    Lucas chuckled. “I think it goes on well into tomorrow. You’ll have time to watch more of it then.”
    â€œAre you going back out there to watch TV?”
    He leaned forward and pulled the comforter over her, doing his best to hide the temptation. In yoga pants and a T-shirt, Emma shouldn’t have been so appealing, but she was. “Go to sleep, Emma. You can watch those movies anytime.”
    â€œIt’s not about the movies, Lucas,” she said. “I guess I’m asking if you’re going to go back to the living room or if you’re going to stay in here with me.” He could practically hear her heart beating nervously.
    Lucas could only stare. There was no way he could answer her at the moment; not with the blood pounding in his ears. She was offering him exactly what he wanted, but there was a war waging within himself. The primitive male in him wanted to strip them both down and finish what they’d started earlier in the day. But the practical man in him, that annoying little voice, reminded him that she was his employee and that engaging in any type of physical relationship with her would not be wise.
    He heard Emma sigh. “Aren’t you going to say anything?” she asked.
    â€œEmma, there is nothing that I want more than to climb in that bed beside you,” he said honestly, and felt weak at the relieved smile on her face. “But I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
    Emma’s heart sank. She had been certain that Lucas was going to want to sleep with her. That’s what had made her able to ask him so boldly to join her. “Why not?”
    â€œFor starters, you’re injured.” Emma was about to tell him that was a lame excuse, but he cut her off before she could get the words out. “Secondly, you work for me.”
    â€œI don’t work