Eye for an Eye (Take a Chance #2)- Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,78
I do, and my brain turns to mush whenever he’s touching me. A heavy ball of emotion lies in the pit of my stomach whenever I let myself stop to feel my love for him. It turns sour whenever my thoughts drift and I imagine his reaction to my secrets.
The selfish part of me—a selfish part I didn’t know I had—ignores the voices in my head that tell me not to fall for him and to tell him the truth. You can’t build on lies and secrets. It is too late to do anything about my feelings for him and I can’t lose him. At least, not yet. I’m not ready.
Rebecca and I are making headway on Andrew’s diary. We downloaded everything we could find out about the people written inside of it on the first day we got it. And since Rebecca has had time on her hands lately, she’s enjoying spending it finding a link between the names and Andrew. We found some links between Big Move and a few other corporations. However, until we know what blackmail was used, who it was used on within those companies, and whether or not we can get our hands on it, is another story. The information is pointless right now. But she’s adamant about getting it done.
Wyatt strolls into the room, wiping sweat off his forehead. “Hey babe, you finished?”
Shutting down my computer, I slide my chair back, getting up. “I am.”
He grins, leaning over the desk to press a kiss to my lips. “Are you sure you want dinner with the family again?”
I giggle at his pout. “You’re just jealous you don’t get me to yourself.”
Walking around the desk, he grips my arse, pulling me flush against him. “You can’t blame me. It’s hard watching you strut around the office and not be able to touch you until we’re alone.”
Leaning up on my toes, I press another kiss to his lips. “I promised your mum I would help her finish the dinner. I’m excited.” And I am. When his mum approached me yesterday, asking if I’d like to learn to cook her corn beef hash, I jumped at the chance. And not only because I want to learn to cook but because I like his mum. She’s awesome and has time for each of her kids. She showers each of them with love, and although at times it brings tears to my eyes from missing my own mum, it makes me gravitate towards her because she showers me with love too.
“Alright, but after, we’re still going to The Ginn Inn,” he declares.
I flutter my lashes, leaning into him. “Well, duh. I can’t wait to have drunken, dirty sex with you again.”
The palm of his hand runs over my arse, pulling me against him so I can feel how hard he’s getting. “Oh, there’s definitely going to be a lot of sex.”
“Then let me go so I can go home to freshen up and get back here,” I order softly, licking my bottom lip. I can feel my arousal as I lean in closer, brushing my breasts against his chest.
His eyes darken as his smouldering gaze pins me in place. “Go, before I fuck you over this desk. Something, I might add, I’ve wanted to do since you first strutted your arse into this office.”
I let out a breath, shaking the lust away with great difficulty. “I’ll hurry.”
He presses a hard kiss to my lips before letting me go. “See you soon.”
“I won’t be long. Rebecca is meeting me at mine, so I’ll be twenty minutes at the most.”
His mum, standing by her word, invited Rebecca for dinner, and not wanting to be rude, Rebecca accepted.
We say our goodbyes and I leave, getting in my car to head home, smiling as I do.
Life has never been this good. There is always something going on in my life that drags me down, and although most of the time I don’t let it get to me, it suffocates me in a way that holds me back from living.
And for right now, I’m finally living the best life, and I never want it to go away.
I’m finally seeing the positive in a negative situation.
Twisting the volume up on my radio, I bob my head to the beat of the music, singing off-key and most likely getting all the words to the song wrong. I don’t care. I’m too happy and I want to let it out.