RUSH (Montgomery Men #1) - C.A. Harms Page 0,14

everyone else who enters the doors downstairs comes here to do. I am simply here to deliver that to you.” She arched her eyebrow at me as if daring me to say anything out of line.

I couldn’t control the smile that spread across my face.

Who the hell was this woman?

“Now that I have completed my assigned task, I’ll be going.” She spun around on her heel, and all my attention was focused on her ass as she exited my office.

I didn’t even give a shit that she had just obviously served me with legal paperwork. All I could think about was keeping her here as long as possible.

I pushed back from my desk, hurried around the side of it, and jogged toward my office door.

Of course just outside my office, Lex was leaning against the wall, smiling knowingly. He of all people knew my history. He knew everything I’d spent months avoiding, and of course the arrogant ass was just eating this up.

I chose to ignore him as I moved quickly toward the fiery brunette who stood just before the elevator doors, tapping her foot nervously as she pressed the Call button over and over.

“Doesn’t matter how many times you tap it, she’ll come when she’s ready.” I didn’t analyze how the words may have sounded until I’d said them. The gorgeous beauty spun around to face me, her eyes narrowed in irritation.

“Well, if you were doing it right, she’d come without too much effort,” she challenged.

“Is that so?” I stepped closer. “Why don’t we go back to my office and you can show me what it takes for you to reach that peak.”

She laughed, not heavy laughter that echoed throughout the room, but more of an annoyed bark. “I’m sure that line has worked for you before. In fact, I’m sure you rarely have to ask twice for a woman to kneel before you, but I can assure you I’m not most women.” The elevator chimed, announcing its arrival. Never once did she falter.

I watched without speaking as the doors behind her slid open and she stepped backward into the elevator.

“I have no interest in you, Mr. Montgomery. Not today or any day after.” She tapped the button, and the doors began to slide shut.

“We’ll see about that, Kiera,” I said just as they closed.

I stood in place as I thought about the way she challenged me. I had never in my life been as turned on as I had been in that moment.

“She’s a spitfire,” Lex said from just over my left shoulder.

I turned to face him, and for the first time ever I envied my assistant. He had spent time with her, and I suddenly wanted to know everything he knew about the gorgeous specimen that just rocked the floor beneath my feet.

KINSLEY

THE MOMENT THE DOORS SLID shut, I sagged back against the wall of the elevator. My heart had raced the entire time I’d spoken to him, but I kept my cool. Or at least I thought I did.

Suddenly I felt self-conscious as I wondered if Mr. Montgomery had noticed just how flustered I had become.

I’d walked away from my old life months ago, and ever since then I hadn’t felt any emotions other than fear and anger. I hadn’t expected to feel turned on and irritated here. I was also slightly disgusted that I felt turned on in the first place. Allowing a man that probably had a different woman in his bed every night to affect me was disappointing.

I didn’t even take the time to look back toward the front desk as I hurried past it and exited the building in need of some fresh air.

And distance.

What should have been a simple drop and go turned out to be a situation I was more than positive would linger in my mind for days.

I stared at my desk feeling panic rise within me. My hands shook as I fisted them at my sides.

“Well someone has an admirer.” I jumped at the sound of Meghan’s voice. “An admirer with some expensive tastes.”

She stepped past me and leaned over the large arrangements of long-stem roses that occupied my desk. The fresh scent of the flowers filled the air around me, yet I couldn’t appreciate them. I could only feel fear. Fear that Jase had found me and at any moment he would appear and drag me back to the depths of hell. He’d punish me for leaving and for all the things I’d done since then.

My breathing