When Staci Takes Charge (Leave Your Shoes On 2)

“Yes, she will.”

“Because of you.”

He kissed the top of her head. “Like you, I have a good team.”

Staci let out a half snort. “Oh, sure. Now you get all humble on me.”

“Okay. I know what I’m doing. How’s that?”

Her fingers skimmed over his chest. He was already hard and wanting her, but Evan also enjoyed holding her in his arms. This was yet another occurrence that was a bit unnatural for him, something he wasn’t accustomed to. But with Staci…

This was nice. This felt right.

Evan was content with the cuddling. And he did not gloss over the fact that this was something new they were both experiencing together.

In fact, as he contemplated how satisfying it was to have her cozied up next to him, he didn’t mind in the least when her breathing turned heavy…and he realized she’d drifted off.

* * *

Staci woke to the sound of Evan’s voice speaking low into his phone. For a few moments, she simply remained huddled under the covers, listening to the rich undertones, cataloging every nuance. Her toes curled, and her stomach fluttered.

All of this was new and exciting to her—and a touch scary. But she didn’t fixate on how out of her element she was. Whatever switch had been flipped yesterday at the hospital, she wanted to leave the light burning.

This was sexy and exhilarating, and s

he didn’t want any negative thoughts to invade the bliss she’d literally stumbled upon when she’d pretty much fallen into Evan’s strong arms yesterday.

It’d been a crazy two-week ride getting to this point. Staci had freed herself from her past pain last night when Evan had pulled her to him and she’d rested her head on his chest…and felt as though she’d found someplace she belonged.

How wild that it turned out to be Dr. Hart—not just bad boy Nick—who electrified and excited her. But then again…maybe their respective professional passions had made them destined to hook up all along.

Who knew how sexual chemistry and kismet worked?

When Evan finished his call, she tossed back the covers and stretched. He glanced at her from where he sat at the desk.

“Morning,” he said in his sensual tone.

“Morning.” She took him in from head to toe, wearing nothing but his dress pants. “God, you’re gorgeous.”

He chuckled. Then he stood and crossed to the bed. He sprawled across the mattress, diagonal, his head at her stomach. He grazed his fingers over her bare skin.

“And you are too tempting by far.” His eyes smoldered.

Staci toyed with him. “Apparently not.” She feigned a pout. “You were going to make me come again last night.”

“You fell asleep.”

“Oh. Right.” She gnawed her lip in a flirty way, then said, “You could have woken me up.”

“I liked you sleeping in my arms.”

“Good answer.” She smiled. “And, in my defense, you did wear me out previously.”

“Plus, there was all that champagne.”

“And wine at the restaurant.”

Evan said, “Speaking of restaurants…Are you hungry?”