Falling For Her Bodyguard: A BWWM Suspense Romance (17 page)

“
Fine,
but you will tell them before we go! And the first minute I don’t
feel comfortable you will wrangle up some bullshit excuse and get me
the hell out of there.”

Chelsea
slipped her hand into his as he nodded. His fingers curled around her
hand. The smile was back on his face making the nervousness in the
pit of her stomach lift slightly. She still couldn’t shake the
slight feeling however that things weren’t going to go well.

They
finished their lunch and headed back to the office together arm in
arm. They’d do that until they were in sight of the building
and disconnect as if they were merely friends. They didn’t want
people in their business, but in the office it was almost impossible
to have a secret. Chelsea knew Jeff was a hopeless womanizer, Amy was
getting a divorce and Roger had recently attended a sex addicts
anonymous group. She wasn’t sure how anonymous it was if the
whole office now knew.

Matthew
opted for the stairs. She followed him into the narrow, dusty white
corridor. Looking around to make sure no one was around,, Matthew
laid a hand on her cheek. She felt heat sweep her body at his touch.
Leaning in, he kissed her softly. It was sweet and innocent but
quickly became something more. His tongue slipped into her mouth, wet
and warm against her own. She felt wetness collect between her
thighs. Her hands gripped his jacket. She wanted to push him up
against the wall, slip a hand into his pants, grip his cock and
stroke him into a frenzy. Even though they tried to keep a low
profile, there was something hot about rubbing up against each other
where they worked. They heard footsteps approaching and quickly broke
apart.

“
I’ll
see you upstairs,” he whispered, a noticeable bulge in the
front of his slacks.

Chelsea
giggled as if she were back in high school as the stairwell door
opened. She slipped past the man going up and headed for the
elevators. If they didn’t have such an important case coming
up, she would have invited him back to her office for a little play
time, but she knew better. Mr. Whitehill had already warned her about
slacking on her work. Not that she had, he just wanted a reason to
lecture. Or maybe a reason to stare at her stocking legs. It was hard
to tell.

She
disappeared into her office ignoring the stares, whispers and
giggles. Let them talk. She was marrying the man of her dreams and so
close to making partner she could taste it. After she closed the door
behind her, she could feel her cellphone buzzing away. Reaching a
manicured hand down into her bag, she pulled out her phone. Sangi’s
picture popped up. Just in time.

“
Tell
me you got the flowers squared away.”

*

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