Flawless Desire

“Roommate.”

He wanders over to the bookcase, fingers tracing the spines. “So, you’re not seeing anyone.”

“I didn’t say that.” I’m on guard now. Because if he didn’t show up here to fire me…

What is he here for?

“You certainly don’t act as if you’re in a relationship,” he continues, shooting me a heated look. “Kissing strangers in the bathroom… Kissing your boss in his office. Unless you’re not exclusive.”

I shake my head, annoyed at how he’s making me seem. Wanton. Reckless. “I’m single,” I admit.

“I know.”

“Excuse me?”

“Standard background check,” Caleb replies casually. “I do it with all my employees.”

“Oh.” My heart stutters in my chest. Did he find anything about my arrangement with Olivia? But no, that would be impossible, I remind myself. I only met her last week, and there’s nothing on paper to link the two of us.

I take a deep breath. “Look, it’s late. I’m tired. And since you clearly didn’t make the trip all the way over here just to check out my book collection, and everything else could have waited for tomorrow at work, why don’t you tell me what you want?”

Caleb goes still.

“You.”

I blink. “What?”

“You heard me. And you can’t be surprised,” he adds, taking a step closer. “I thought I made myself perfectly clear, back at the office.”

I gulp.

“You’re my boss.” I remind him.

“And you’re my employee,” he agrees. “But that didn’t stop you from kissing me today, did it?”

He moves even closer, holding my gaze. “It didn’t stop you liking it.”

I shake my head, flustered, memories rushing back again despite myself. “No.”

Caleb smirks. “You don’t want me?”

I open my mouth to reply, but then I stop. We both know it would be a lie to deny the attraction burning between us, so I don’t even try.

“What I want isn’t the point,” I say instead. “It can’t happen again. It won’t.”

“I think I’d like to hear more about what you do want…” Caleb’s voice drops, sexy as hell.

“Tell me, Juliet,” he says, very slowly reaching out and pushing a lock of damp hair off my cheek. “Are you bare beneath that robe?”

Heat rushes through me, pooling between my thighs.

Caleb Sterling, the man who’s legendary in the bedroom, wants me. The invitation is thrilling and frightening at once. No man has ever been so forthright with me; then again, were they even men? Compared to Caleb, every male I’ve ever gotten close to has been just a boy.

He puts a finger on my chin, nudging my face upwards. He studies my lips, licking his own, and for a second, I think he might kiss me again.

Instead, he does something even more devastating. He leans in, and whispers in my ear.

“What would you do if I parted that robe, right here, and sucked on your gorgeous pink nipples?”