Finally, he covered her lips with his and the rest of the world ceased to exist.
Chapter 12
Veronica’s fingers flew across the touch-screen keyboard on her phone as she navigated the hallways at Kwon Limited, flicking through the list of emails in her inbox. Her assistant, Sharon, had lined up the charter plane for the trip to South Korea next week, meaning the only thing she had left to do was pack and finish some last-minute research. Treasure hunters had been searching for Yongwang the Dragon King’s shield for hundreds of years. She was determined to be the one to find it.
Strong arms locked around her waist, pulling her in close before she could fall. His Southern Sex God cologne gave Jax away before she even raised her gaze to take in the mountain of hotness who had been sexting her nearly every hour on the hour for the past three weeks.
Dressed in his uniform of tight jeans and ab-hugging t-shirt, he looked even better in person than in her late-night imaginings.
“We really have to stop meeting like this.” His warm honey voice caressed her skin, warming her inside and out.
She traced a finger across his rock-hard abs, wishing like hell he was naked and in her bed. “If you’d like, we can do this again in half an hour at my place. I’ve been shopping.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Oh really. Anything I’d like?”
“I don’t know, what are your thoughts about black leather and gold lace?”
“Babe, there’s not enough blood in my brain right now to form any thought besides I can’t wait half an hour.”
Her phone vibrated and Sharon’s number flashed on the screen. Damn, she had to take this. Sometimes being the boss sucked. “Hi, Sharon, is everything okay? Good. Look, something...came up. Can you cancel my afternoon appointments? Oh, and can you pick Chri
stmas up from the vet? Thanks, you’re the best.” She turned off her phone and shoved it into the very bottom of her handbag. “Come on, I have something I want to show you.”
He kissed the base of her neck, melting her spine. “That sounds promising.”
“You have no idea.” She slid a card into the elevator keypad. The doors whooshed open and she pulled Jax inside by the tail of his blue t-shirt. The man looked too good and it had been too long to wait. She whipped the cotton garment over his head.
“Aren’t you worried someone on the next floor will see the boss getting frisky in the elevator?”
“This is my private elevator and it only stops at my apartment on the top floor.” She popped the button on his jeans. “I can’t wait to show you all the goodies I found.”
With his strong hands, he dipped underneath her skirt, hiked it up to her waist. “Babe, I already found everything this man could ever want.”