Your Tempting Love (The Bennett Family 5)

"Told you it would be."

He trails behind me as I lead him to the next section. "Let's go to the bedroom," I murmur, head bent to check my list.

"Ah, my favorite words to hear from a woman," he whispers into my ear. I swirl around, which turns out to be a big mistake because I've miscalculated the distance between us, and my face ends up inches away from his. On top of that, the motion made me dizzy, and I lose my balance for a split second. Christopher places his hand on my waist, and the gesture electrifies me, lighting up every nerve ending. My pulse quickens, and I lick my lips nervously. Another big mistake. Christopher's gaze zeroes in on my mouth with an intensity that makes my knees weak. "You okay?"

"Yeah."

He lets go of me as I step back, trying to gather my wits. "Sorry about that."

"It's understandable. I sometimes cause that reaction."

"What reaction?" I ask, genuinely confused.

"Blushing cheeks, weak knees," he says with a straight face.

I become acutely aware of the heat in my cheeks. "Can you be serious for a moment?"

"Why? Serious is overrated. That's what I do at the office all day. It's nice to get a break when I leave it."

"You're so far past unprofessional right now."

"I know. I'm downright shameless, and proud of it." He lets out a long whistle, shaking his head. "And you haven't seen anything yet."

Crossing my arms, I take a step back. The more distance I put between us, the better. "You promised to behave."

"Come on, Victoria. I kept it professional until now." Christopher's eyes light up, like those of a kid when he receives a new toy. "Don't I deserve any points for that?"

"Your cocky self-assessment just wiped out every single point."

"That's not really a fair point system now, is it?"

"Christopher, can we go back to our to-do list?"

He tilts his head to one side, as if considering his words, then smiles devilishly. "You're right. We were about to go in the bedroom."

"Look, I might have given you the wrong impression with all that no-filter talk, but those were just slips. I'm—"

"You're not going to deny we have chemistry, right?"

My shoulders slump. "There’s no point denying it, is it? We don't have to act on it though."

"I know.” His gaze—determined and smoldering—keeps me captive. My breath catches. Damn, those are some strong alpha vibes. “It would be so much fun though."

I chuckle, despite myself. "You were searching for a reason not to act on it when we spoke on the phone."

"I still am. It's just proving to be difficult."

"Come to think of it, you never said why you need a reason."

Christopher shoves his hands in his pockets, his brow furrowing as if he

's weighing his thoughts carefully. He’s silent for so long that I can't help a sense of foreboding creeping up my spine.

"Oh no," I groan. "You're one of those ‘wham, bam, thank you, ma'am’ types, aren't you?"

"No, but let's just say that even though my older siblings are getting married so fast, you'd think they're in a competition, I'm not about to follow in their footsteps."

He seems to be talking to himself more than to me right now.