Tempted by the Boss

Would he ever see her as more? And if so, would he ever admit to it...or would he be too afraid to take that type of a risk?

Kelly sighed. Well, no matter what might transpire between them, it wasn’t going to happen on night one. It might not even happen on night five, but she had to try. She had to see if there was a spark between them and if he felt even an inkling of what she did.

When Luke went to his room, Kelly headed into hers to shower and put on her pajamas. Maybe she’d get started on another book. She figured she wouldn’t get much sleep tonight...not with the man of her every fantasy sleeping only feet away.

Tomorrow, she would have to make a move. Time was running out.

* * *

Hell. He couldn’t sleep. The image of Kelly in that damn bikini hovered in the forefront of his mind.

Maybe he should get that bourbon she’d gotten for him. Perhaps a little nightcap would help. It was nearly midnight and he hadn’t heard her for some time. He’d listened to her showering earlier and he’d had to think of anything else other than her naked body so close.

There was no excuse for him lusting after her. He’d always found her attractive...any man with breath in his lungs would find Kelly Prentiss stunning. But he’d never looked at her in a sexual way—and now he couldn’t see her as anything else.

Damn her for bringing him here and pulling these emotions out of him. Had that been her plan all along? To seduce him? Because she was doing a hell of a job.

He never mixed business with pleasure. He couldn’t even hold an engagement together and keep his career. His job was his number one priority. Family loyalty meant everything to him, and in turn, that meant he had to give his all to Wingate.

Tossing his sheet aside, he swung his legs off the bed and headed for the door. Luke had on his own black boxer briefs which actually covered more than any suit he’d been given. He was at least comfortable, though back at home he slept nude. With a thin wall separating him from Kelly, he thought it best to at least have one more layer of protection.

Luke opened his bedroom door and headed toward the kitchen. The soft glow of light coming from around the corner made him pause. He took another step, then another, only to come up short and have his breath catch in his throat.

Well, damn it all. This is not what he needed in his line of sight.

He wasn’t expecting to see Kelly standing there in some skimpy, silky blue romper with half her ass on display as she rubbed some aloe on her bare cheeks.

The way she was twisted around trying to hold up the hem of her practically sheer bottoms and rub lotion with her other hand all while trying to see behind her... which looked damn uncomfortable and near impossible.

An instant image of her in various other positions flooded his mind, and he cursed himself for even allowing that to happen.

Her eyes met his and she jerked her bottoms down as she straightened upright.

“Luke,” she exclaimed. “What are you doing up? Did I wake you?”

Did she wake him? Hell yes she did. With the picture burned in his brain of her lying in that bikini, of her sashaying with those curvy hips, of her wet body from the pool...

There was no way he could sleep with all of those images rolling through his mind like some X-rated movie.

He remained still, the picture she’d made rubbing her backside now singed into his mind. “Couldn’t sleep. I came to get some of that bourbon you mentioned.”

And now he would need a double shot.

Luke motioned toward her. “You get burnt?”

Kelly sighed. “Yes. I put sunscreen on, but then I got so caught up in reading, I forgot to reapply. It’s pretty painful on my...well, you saw.”

He took a step forward, watching as her eyes widened. The unwanted lust and arousal slammed into him, but seeing a sexy woman in the middle of the night wearing nothing but silk would do that to any man...even if the woman was his assistant.

“Do you need help?” he asked. Why was his voice so husky? And why the hell had he offered his ser

vices? He couldn’t assist Kelly...at least not in the way his body suddenly clamored to.

“Oh, um, no,” she murmured. “I think I got it.”

Silence settled heavy between them, and Luke wished he’d just stayed in his room. This trip was playing mind games with him, and he didn’t even recognize his own thoughts. Up until now everything in his mind had centered on the company, but these last several hours had all revolved around torrid erotic fantasies involving his most trusted employee.

Was Zeke really trying to play matchmaker now that he’d found the love of his life? Was he wanting Luke out of the office to both take a break and have some fling? What was the goal, really?