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her about that, but she put her hand on his chest and thoughts seemed to scatter out of his mind. How she could do that so consistently he had no idea. But at the moment, he didn’t really care. She was touching him and her hands always drove him more than a little crazy.
“Elana, I’m sorry,” he said softly and bent low, kissing her tenderly in an effort to make up for the pain her father had put her through. And the pain he’d personally put her through because he hadn’t been around to help her when she was with her father. Rufus was a bastard and Gaston knew the kinds of pressure the older man put on his clients and employees. It was probably just as hard for Elana to ignore the jibes and the pressure. She’d been young and impressionable and she’d just tried to figure out what was going on. Perhaps she hadn’t meant to be unfaithful. Perhaps it had just happened?
He believed it simply because he wanted to believe it. He wanted her to have been too young at the time to understand what she was doing to their relationship. He’d resisted taking her to his bed back then because he’d believed she’d been too young but she wasn’t now. And she was more beautiful, more vibrant and lovely and he wanted her. That was the only thing that mattered now.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said with a growl. He kissed her one more time, then pulled back and took her hand, leading her out of her apartment and back down to his car.
He drove in silence, not sure what she was thinking but determined to get her back to his place once and for all. He wanted her in his bed with no distractions for several hours. He wanted this woman with an intensity that seemed completely out of proportion to anything in his experience. But he wasn’t going to fight it anymore. He had feelings, even though he didn’t understand them right now.
“I don’t think this is a good idea,” Elana said as soon as she realized where they were heading.
“My housekeeper has meals already prepared, they just need to be heated up. And after your day of shopping, you could use a warm, filling meal.”
She couldn’t argue with him there. She just didn’t want to eat at his place. There was too much tension and she was still tingling from that sweet, tender kiss he’d given her back at her apartment. Was she being too naïve to think that they would only eat dinner?
Probably. She bit her lower lip, wondering how she was going to get out of this. But her very next thought was, did she really want to?
She glanced over at Gaston, surveying his profile. She’d had such a wonderful day with him today, why spoil it by going up to his penthouse and getting into a situation that didn’t make sense in the long term? Sure, short term she would love to be in his arms, to see what it was like to make love with the only man who had ever stirred her interest.
But what about tomorrow? What would happen when he left her for the next woman on his road to whatever he wanted to do with his life? He was already a billionaire several times over, why would he settle for someone like her who worked too many hours and constantly forgot to take care of herself?
“Let’s eat,” he said softly and stepped out of the car, coming around to the other side to open her car door.
When she stayed seated, he bent down and looked into her eyes. “What’s wrong, Elana?”
“I don’t want to go upstairs with you,” she said, unaware of the worry showing through in her eyes. “Every time we’re alone, we end up…well, you know and it isn’t a good idea.”
He smiled grimly. “How about if we just take it one step at a time? Let me get some food in you and then you can sleep in the guest bedroom tonight.”
Her eyes lit up at that suggestion. “You have a guest bedroom?” she asked.
He laughed at her question. “I believe there are several bedrooms besides mine.”
She looked up at him curiously. “You’re not sure?”
He rolled his eyes and stood up. Taking her hand in his, he pulled her out of the car and into the elevator saying, “Come upstairs and find out for yourself..” He pressed the button that would take