His Obsession (Alpha Security 3)

I think he finally got tired of trying to bring me into conversation and just drove me back to my car. I apologized to him for my behavior and explained that I had been hurt recently and just hadn’t gotten over it. He accepted my apology. When he dropped me off at my car, he didn’t even wait until I got in before he drove off. I can’t say I blame him.

I don’t even realize that Mike is standing there until he comes out of the shadows. “You didn’t kiss him goodnight.”

I smile at him, but then remember the last two weeks and the pain I’ve felt. “Nope.” I get into my car. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He puts his hand on the door to stop me from closing it. “Can we talk?”

I lean my head against the steering wheel. I’ve been a basket of emotions this whole week and I know I’m on the verge of crying. “Can we talk in the morning?” I ask him without lifting my head.

“If it’s okay with you, I’d rather talk tonight.”

“Well, you’re the boss, so let’s talk,” I tell him and jump out of my seat, pushing him back in the process and then slam my car door. “Where do you want to talk? Inside? If you’re firing me, just do it.”

He leans down to where I’m looking him right in the face. “Fire you? I could never fire you. C’mon, Carrie, I know you’re mad and you have a right to be. But please just give me a few minutes.”

I nod and follow him into the office.

“ Have a seat,” he tells me, pointing at his chair behind his desk.

I look at him questioningly, but he pulls the seat out for me.

“Do you remember six months ago when I asked you to order me an extra monitor for the cameras?”

I do remember that day. I didn’t understand why he needed an extra one, but I never questioned him on it. “Yes,” I mutter.

“That’s it right there.” He points to a monitor on the corner of his desk. It’s by itself, away from the computer monitor and other camera monitor. “Turn it on.”

I lean forward and hit the button to turn the screen on. The screen is black only momentarily before it lights up with an image of my empty desk.

Gasping, I exclaim, “I don’t understand. What is this?”

“Around six months ago, I started having feelings for you. I couldn’t get you out of my head. Even with your hair in a knot on your head or that boxy jacket you always wore. All I thought about was you. I had my eyes on you all day, every day. I knew then that I wanted you. But when you had your little makeover, you brought out a fierce possessive side of me that I couldn’t tame.”

I reach for his hand and he laces his fingers with mine. “Oh, Mike, I…”

But he interrupts me. “I need to get this out. When I found out how inexperienced you were I knew that I had to give you time to date and meet other men. No matter how much it killed me. I needed to know for sure I was the one you wanted. Because there’s no going back, honey.”

She slaps me on the hand. “Is this what this has been? You were testing me… Do you know what I’ve been through these last two weeks? I wish you had trusted me, because my opinion hasn’t changed. I choose you. I will always choose you.”

He smiles at me before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine. “I’m so sorry, honey. These past two weeks have killed me and knowing you were out with another man tonight about put me over the edge.”

He pulls me up from the chair and sits me down on his desk, muscling his body between my legs so that my skirt rides up my hips.

His hands slide up my thighs as he kisses me over and over, showing me exactly how much he has missed me.

Pulling back from him, I say, “Never again, Mike. You can never push me away again. If this is going to work, you have to talk to me.”

He kisses my neck. “I promise you we are going to work. You are stuck with me now. I’m never walking away from you again.”

I’m so desperate to feel him against me, I tug my shirt over my head and my skirt up my hips.

“Oh, God, you’re beautiful,” he says huskily and then latches his lips on to the cloth covering my nipple. With one hand he unclasps my bra and pulls it from my body.

My breasts are loose and my nipples are hard, seeking his attention. He moves from one to the other, lavishing each with his tongue until I’m about to lose my mind.