She flexed those muscles again, and I had no choice but to move her off me before she tempted me too much.
“What are you doing?”
“Carrying you to the shower. Who knows what you’ll do if I let you go?”
She narrowed her eyes, as if preparing to say something sassy back. To my surprise, she wrapped her legs around me when I scooped her up.
“Ha! And you think this is safe?” She touched her finger to my chest. “That’s temptation right there.” She moved that finger lower to my abs. “So are these.”
Then she shimmied against my semihard erection, and my eyes nearly rolled back into my head.
“That’s temptation too,” she informed me nonchalantly.
“Then I guess I’ll have to do something about it.”
“I like the sound of that. Details?”
I brought my lips to her ear, biting her earlobe lightly.
“You’ll have to spend the night here for that.”
Damn, that had come out like a command. But now it was out there, and I couldn’t wait to hear her answer. My chest constricted as silence stretched for a few seconds.
I pulled back, looking her straight in the eyes.
“That sounded almost dictatorial.”
“I meant it as a question.”
“You don’t really mean anything as a question.” She cocked a brow, but I was relieved at the wide smile on her lips, the twinkle of mischief in her eyes.
“What’s your answer? I promise I’ll take excellent care of you.” On a lower note, I added, “In every way there is.”
She wasn’t just smiling now, she was grinning. I hadn’t been so happy in a long, long time.
“I’m staying, you bossy, grouchy thing. But you’d better make good on that promise.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Sienna
“Well, I think we did a splendid job.”
Winston chuckled. “You mean you did a splendid job.”
I winked. “Don’t downplay your role. You cheered and gave me hot looks. Very motivating.”
A few days after Winston brought me to his apartment, we went to buy the Christmas tree. That was yesterday, and I’d gone completely overboard in my enthusiasm to decorate it. Winston merely watched me with amusement, then convinced me to stay overnight using dirty tricks. But guess who wasn’t complaining? That’s right. Me.
So even though to
day was a Monday morning, I was in an excellent mood.
Since we’d returned from Burlington, I’d spent quite some time with Winston. We were cooped up in the office until late in the evening and also spending a few nights at his place, since my house was still a construction site.
That meant that Winston and I arrived at the store together most days. I had a hunch that everyone knew about us anyway, judging by their not-so-subtle winks. And somehow, all requests for the boss went through me.