RUSH (Montgomery Men #1) - C.A. Harms Page 0,64

had that.

He chuckled as he hung up.

I hadn’t told Kinsey yet, but I’d hired a driver for her. A driver who just so happened to be a retired Navy SEAL and highly recommended by Murray himself. Now that Murray knew about everything that happened between Kinsley and me, he also knew just how important keeping her safe was.

Kinsey would get yet another surprise if she thought she would be returning to her apartment. Instead she would be moving in with me, whether she liked it or not.

Hell, if I could I’d convince her to quit her job at Stockman and Wright and come work for me, but I knew that would send her over the edge. So for now, I’d leave that one alone. That was where Kevin, her driver, came in. He would serve as my eyes when I couldn’t be with her.

I would not budge on that matter.

I’d been sitting at my desk doing a little investigating of my own when I heard footsteps near the door to my office. I looked up and found Kinsley standing in the doorway of my office wearing one of my dress shirts. It hit her at midthigh, and though it was buttoned up, it hung off her left shoulder, exposing a majority of it and her collarbone.

“Hi,” she whispered timidly, and I realized just how much I’d missed her over the weekend.

“Come here.” I leaned back in my chair.

She slowly moved toward me and stepped up to my side.

I ran my fingers along the back of her exposed thigh and her eyes fluttered shut. “How did you sleep?”

She was enjoying the feeling of my fingers as they danced along her silky skin so much that she didn’t answer right away. “Good,” she whispered, or more like panted.

Her eyes opened as I removed my hand, and she looked down as if searching for it. I fought the urge to laugh. Carefully I took hold of her hips and moved her to straddle my lap. “I missed you,” I said, unable to hold back my confession.

“I missed you too.” She leaned in and took control as her lips covered mine. “No one has ever made me feel the way you do,” she said against my lips before kissing me once again.

Tremendous guilt hit me when the face of the other woman from my weekend flashed before me. I pulled back and rested my forehead against hers for a moment to regain my composure. I had to tell her. I preached about trust and honesty, and even though I only went so far with the woman, I wanted to be truthful with Kinsley in return.

“I need to tell you something,” I whispered.

She remained silent, and I leaned back because I wanted to see her eyes when I told her what I had to.

“This past weekend I was in L.A. I was initially going for business, but after what happened on Friday, I went more for leisure. I just wanted a little time away to think.” She nodded as if she understood. “That first night there I spent a few hours with a bottle of scotch in the hotel bar, and I got pretty wasted. And during that time, I met someone.”

She flinched, and my stomach twisted at her reaction.

“Let me say this, please. I need you to know.” The mixture of anger and sadness in her eyes almost gutted me. “We kissed, and when we went upstairs to my room, I couldn’t do more. Nothing about it felt right.”

“But you took her up intending to sleep with her?”

I could only nod.

Silence set in over us as she remained straddling my lap. But she wasn’t looking at me, she was looking down at her hands that were fanned out over my pecs. Only moments ago her touch was intimate, yet now she seemed to be struggling not to pull away.

“I think I need to take a shower,” she said as she slid off my lap faster than I could register what she was doing.

“Kinsley, wait.” I stood up and took a few steps toward her retreating back, but she only continued to move toward the doorway.

“I’m fine, really,” she said, but I could see she was far from fine. “I just need a few minutes.” She waved me off, and I stopped, suddenly feeling defeated.

She had the right to know. Some may say I was wrong for bringing it up, but what kind of hypocrite would I be if I kept that from her but