The Agreement (Unrestrained 1) - Page 101

About twenty minutes later, after they sewed up Mr. Graham's incisions and wheeled him out of the OR, Drake entered the office in his scrubs, his cap still on his head. He glanced at the screen and saw the technicians cleaning the OR. Then he turned that intense gaze to me.

"How are you?"

I went to him where he stood beside the door and put my arms around his waist, squeezing him.

"What's this?" he said, smiling, his arms slipping around me, a bit of a surprised look on his face.

"That was amazing."

He closed the door to his office and removed the cap off his head, throwing it on the trashcan by the desk. Then he pressed me against the door.

"Mmm, Ms. Bennet," he said, his voice low and sexy, one of his knees between mine, his hips pressed against me, his arms on the door beside my head. "I hope this show of affection means you’ve reconsidered and you're planning on giving this a chance."

"I still want you," I said, running my hands up his chest, his muscles firm under the blue scrubs. "I never stopped. If anything, I want you even more. But if this person finds out that we're seeing each other, they'll tell my father about your involvement in the BDSM community and send the restraining order to your boss."

He just watched me, his gaze moving over my face. "You won't tell me who?"

"I can't."

"If I talk to them, maybe I can assure them I won't hurt you and…"

"I can't. You don’t understand. They're serious and completely irrational about this."

He pulled me over to the couch and we sat down. He moved next to me, his arm around me.

"So, it's back to the secret affair? We can't see each other in public?"

I nodded.

"Well, at least you want to try."

"I do."

A look came over his face at that, like relief. "I have a jam session tonight but I'm done at 9:00."

"I can't be seen with you, Drake. I can't go to your apartment. You can't come to mine. I don't know where we'll meet. A hotel?"

"No, that's too…" He brushed hair off my cheek. "Too cliché. I have a small apartment on 8th Avenue near Columbia from when I was in school. It was my dad's when he was a student. He bought the whole building when he started to make serious money and I decided to go to Columbia. We could use that. I spent a lot of years there and it has some of my old junk from when I first lived away from my father. I store a lot of his stuff there as well."

"This person works three nights a week. Every Tuesday and Thursday for sure. One night on the weekend. On those nights, I could probably go there. I might be able to make excuses for a night now and then, but this person is determined to watch me. I have to make them think we've truly broken up so they stop."

"You seem so much more positive about this. What happened?"

I shook my head and just looked at him – at the blue eyes, the jaw, the mouth… I thought about what my father said to me about Drake. I thought about Drake's letters to his subs and how much they aroused me. I wanted to feel that excitement waiting for him to show up.

"This made me face up to what it was that I wanted. Having to say goodbye to you made me realized that I want this," I said and ran my hands up his chest to his shoulders. "I want you."

He leaned closer and kissed me, softly.

When he pulled back, he stroked my cheek. "Look, I only have an hour. Will you come with me? Surely this person isn't tailing you? We could go to my place on 8th Avenue but we'll have to hurry because of traffic."

"Why don't we just stay if you only have an little while. We can talk here," I said and brushed hair off his forehead.

"Ms. Bennet," he said, grinning. "I don't want to talk." Then he leaned down and kissed my throat. Desire washed over me at that and I felt a bit lightheaded, gasping as his mouth moved over the tops of my breasts.

"Do you think it's advisable?" I said, when he pulled me over to the couch and onto his lap so that I lay across him, my arms around his neck. "I mean, do you think someone might come in? One of your nurses? Or maybe…"

"Enough talking." He pressed me down on the tiny couch and kissed me, his kiss starting off tender, but slowly building in passion until we were both breathing hard. His hand searched my body while his tongue searched my mouth, his fingers slipping under my sweater to cup a breast through my bra, stroking the flesh that spilled out above the fabric. Then his hand travelled down over my belly and down my thigh, pulling up my jean skirt until he found my mound.

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