Happily Ever After Collection - Melanie Moreland Page 0,79
shook my head wildly. I’d already made love to her twice today. Surely, she wouldn’t…
“I want to see him. Is he in his office?”
“No, he’s with your dad,” Jen replied.
“Oh God,” I whimpered. I knew what was going to happen. She was going to come in here, all glowing and sweet, and tell Hank she needed to see me. Then she’d take me to her office and have her wicked way with me. She’d be energized and sated, and I would be a walking, shaking shell of a man.
Hank stood. “Hide.”
“Where?”
He glanced around. “Get under my desk. Fast.”
I was out of the chair and under his desk in a flash. He went around the front, and I heard the creak of a leather chair as he sat down.
Seconds later, I heard Laura’s footsteps. “Hey, Dad.”
“Hey, Laura. How’s my girl?”
“Good.”
“My grandson?”
“Doing great. I, ah, I thought Jackson was in here?”
“Oh, he was. He left a couple minutes ago. You just missed him.”
The sound of the other leather chair creaking reached my ears.
“That’s odd. His truck is still here.”
“Oh. Um, did you check his office? The bathroom?”
“Both doors are open.”
“No idea, then. Maybe he had an errand and is coming back later for his truck.”
I stifled my groan. He was a horrible liar, almost as bad as Laura. We were both toast.
“Maybe.”
“He said he was hungry. He probably went to get something to eat. If he comes back, I’ll tell him you’re looking for him.”
“Trying to get rid of me, Dad?”
“Of course not! I…I just have a lot of work to do.”
I heard the scratching of a pen, footsteps, then the door opening.
“I’ll see you later.”
“Yep.”
The door shut, and I sighed. I felt bad, but I’d make it up to her tonight.
I waited a few minutes. “Is she gone?” I whispered. “Is the coast clear?”
“Oh, Jackson.”
I froze. That wasn’t Hank’s voice. I swallowed heavily. Grabbing the edge of the desk, I hauled out my ass and met Laura’s gaze over the wooden surface.
She shook her head. “Really, Jackson? Hiding under my father’s desk?”
“I was looking for something?”
“Your pride, maybe?”
I sighed and stood, crossing to the front of the desk. I sat on the edge in front of Laura and held out my hand. “Sorry, sweet girl. I panicked.”
“Why?”
“I heard your voice, and I thought…”
“You thought what?”
The words exploded out of my mouth before I could stop them.
“That you were coming looking for me to have sex. And I can’t. Well, I can, but I swear I’ll die, Laura. I’m exhausted. I can’t keep up.” I yanked on my hair. “Don’t get me wrong, I love having sex with you. My cock wants it as much as you do, but I’m worn out! I need a day off.”
I waited for her anger or her tears. I braced myself for either. She stared at me for a minute, then her head fell back and she laughed out loud. She laughed so hard, tears ran down her face. I crossed my arms, perplexed. Laughter wasn’t the emotion I was expecting. Finally, she stopped laughing and wiped her eyes. She stood, wrapping her arms around me. Tentatively, I embraced her, wondering if this was a trick. She pressed a kiss to my neck then drew back.
“I have been on you a lot, haven’t I?”
“I know I need my head examined…”
She shook her head. “It’s fine, Jackson. I’ll try to control myself around you a little.” Her gaze danced with mischief, and she lowered her voice. “I just want you all the time—it’s like I’m hooked on your cock. I’m addicted to him.”
I gaped at her.
She was addicted to my cock?
“It’s not my fault you’re so damn sexy, and I know how amazing it feels when your cock is buried inside me,” she continued. “Or the way he winks and smirks when he sees me, the little tease.”
“Ah…” I swallowed, feeling the little tease twitch. He rather liked how it felt to be inside her, too.
“Hmm.” I studied her for a moment. “How did you know I was under the desk?”
She reached in her pocket and handed me a piece of paper.
Under the desk.
He made me do it. Coward. Make him suffer.
It’s payback time.
Bugger. He’d been trying to get me back for months after the Febreze incident. I thought he’d given up when he found out he was going to be a grandfather, but apparently not.
Well, two could play at that game.
Suddenly, I wasn’t as tired as I had been earlier. She smelled good and felt right