She finally nods. “Stay in here for a second. Let me make sure they’re in my office.” I walk over to the door and open it up, stepping into the hall. And then look back at her. She hugs her purse to her chest as she watches me wide-eyed. The thought of me kissing her long gone now that the police are back once again looking for her. “Go straight home,” I order and then walk to my office not waiting to hear her say another word.
“We want to speak to Miss Burns,” the officer says in greeting once I walk into my office. They stand in front of my desk. Millie stands beside them, biting her lip nervously.
“About what?” I ask.
He lets out a growl. “Where is she?”
“I haven’t seen her. Have you, Millie?” I look at her.
Her eyes widen as she opens her mouth and then closes it. I walk over to her and place my hand on her shoulder, speaking to them. “I believe she called in sick this morning.” I shrug. “It’s hard to find good help these days.”
The officer who cuffed her narrows his eyes at me. I squeeze Millie’s shoulder to keep myself from punching him in the fucking face.
The smaller one snorts. “I find that hard to believe.”
I look at him. “Why is that hard to believe? You arrested her for something that you have yet to prove she’s done …” Millie gasps, but I ignore her. “Don’t you think she would take some time off?”
He steps up to me. “We’ll find her.”
My jaw tightens, and he smiles when he notices it. Then without another word, he spins around, and they walk out of my office.
“What is going on?” Millie asks wide-eyed.
“Cancel the rest of my day, Millie,” I order, and she nods once before leaving me alone. I grab my phone and call Hadley.
She answers on the third ring. “Hello?”
“Are you heading home?”
“Yes,” she answers softly and then sniffs. I can tell she’s been crying. Shit! “I’m taking the day off.”
“I understand.”
“And the days after that. I quit, Mr. Kyle.”
“You what?” No way. I can’t let her quit. I’m not done with her. I haven’t even started with her.
“I quit, Mr. Kyle. I have already called the temp agency, and they will be sending you a replacement by Monday. Goodbye, sir.”
“Hadley,” I bark out to a dial tone. She’s already hung up. I grab my suit jacket off the back of the chair and rush out. “Call me if they return, Millie,” I order and then storm out of my office.
Twenty minutes later, I pull up to the red brick building with the white awning—her apartment.
I bang on the door, and seconds later, it swings open. “What the …?” She stops when she sees me standing before her. My eyes look her up and down to see that she has already changed. Wearing a pink tank top and a pair of holey jeans, she’s let her blond hair down and put on her black-rimmed glasses, just making me want her even more. She looks delicious. And my cock hardens as my mouth starts to water. I’ve waited three months to get her alone outside of work. To get her under me. The need I have for her is more than anything else I’ve ever known.
I step inside and shut the door. She takes a step back as she sucks in a long breath. “Mr. Kyle—”
Her ringing cell cuts her off, and she rolls her eyes before walking over to her couch and picking it up. She frowns before she answers it. “Hello?” There’s a long pause before her eyes meet mine. “I accept,” she says slowly.
I walk over to her, and she pulls the cell from her ear and puts it on speakerphone. “Hadley?” I hear a man’s voice say her name.
“Yes.”
“Oh, thank God.” He sighs heavily, and my brows lift. Who the fuck is this? “I’ve been trying to get one single phone call since last night. I need you to help me.” She frowns, and he continues. “You work for a defense attorney, right? I need one.”
I take the phone from her hand, not knowing who this guy is, but I speak to him anyway. “Why do you need counsel?”
“Who is this?” he asks after a long second.
“Her boss. Aiden Kyle.”
“Mr. Kyle, I was arrested last night,” he says quickly.
I nod. “What is the charge?”
“Soliciting prostitutes.” I turn to face her, and her wide eyes meet mine.
“What?” she breathes in shock. “You were sleeping with prostitutes?” she asks, looking down at her phone in my hand.
“Well …” He sighs, and then I hear him sniff. “Mother is going to kill me.”
“I’m going to kill you,” she snaps. “I was arrested Wednesday for prostitution. And they just showed up at my office again.”
“Oh, my God, Hadley. I’m so sorry,” he cries. “I didn’t mean to …”
“Where are you?” she demands.
“I’m at the 9th district police department.”
“We’re on our way,” she snaps and then yanks the phone from my hand before pressing end.
“Who was that?”
She looks up at me, her blue eyes narrowed in anger, and it turns me on. “That was my date from the other night. Nate. And it’s obvious that is why I got arrested. We’re going to go bail his ass out, and then he’s gonna prove I’m innocent,” she demands, yanking on my arm and dragging me out her door.
“We gotta take your Audi. Mine doesn’t have a back seat,” I tell her, and she nods. “And you can’t get out of the car.”
She opens her mouth to argue, but I step into her, and she closes it. “The police were just at the office looking for you. So I’m telling you right now, Hadley. You’re not leaving the fucking car. Understood?”
“Understood.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
HADLEY
“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?” I yell at Nate as he sits in the back seat of my car. I have my seat belt on, but I’m turned around to face him while Aiden drives us.
He stares at me, his hair a disheveled mess and not in the hot kind of way. His eyes are red, and his cheeks wet. He’s been crying.
“I didn’t know she was a prostitute,” he says, wrapping his arms around his waist.
“When did you realize she wanted to get paid to suck your dick?” I snap.
“Hadley …” Aiden says my name as he places his hand on my shoulder. I shrug it off.
“We never discussed what would happen. I met her the same way I met you. But we didn’t even get through dinner. Nothing happened. I promise.” He wails as if I’m his mother about to beat his ass.
“What do you mean the same way you met her?” my boss asks him.
“On the dating app,” he answers him.
Mr. Kyle turns to look at me quickly before placing his eyes back on the road. “You met him through a dating app?”
I nod. “Trust me, I wish I would have never accepted his date request,” I spit out. How was I supposed to know that I was gonna go out with a man who the police were investigating? “You …”
Aiden growls. “You are on a dating app?” he asks again, his eyes narrowing at me for a quick second.
I plop down on my ass and look over at him. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
His eyes look me up and down, and then he shakes his head as if disgusted, before looking back at the road and switching lanes. “We’ll talk about it later.”
“We will not.” I toss over my shoulder as I move back to look over my seat at Nate and watch the tears run down his face.
His eyes go back and forth between Aiden and me. “Are you guys together?”
“No!” I answer, but Aiden stays quiet.
He lowers his eyes to his cell in his hands. “I need to call my mom,” he says softly.
I throw my hands up in the air. “I need this day to end.”
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An hour later, we walk out of Nate’s mother’s house. It took us a while to explain the situation to her, and I hate how she cried when she thought he had slept with a prostitute. But I have t
o admit, she was super sweet. She made us cookies and lemonade. I’m pretty sure she’s the most understanding mother I’ve ever met. A part of me wished that I could see her again.
Aiden opens the passenger side door for me, and I climb in, not even bothering to argue that it’s my car. He gets in and puts the car in reverse, then throws it into drive, squealing the tires.
I ignore his fit. I have bigger things on my mind right now.
“Delete the app,” he orders, getting on the highway.
“Excuse me?” I snap. My head whips over to look at him.
“You heard me. Delete the fucking dating app.”
I huff. “You can’t tell me what to do, Mr. Kyle.”
“Do you even understand how dangerous that is?” he asks, and I see his knuckles whiten as he tightens his grip on the steering wheel. “How many dates have you had from the app?” he demands.
“Like six.” Maybe seven. I’m not sure. Never kept count.
“What?” he all but shouts.
I say nothing. I already answered his question.
“Who the fuck were they?”
“That is none of your damn business,” I snap.
“Hadley …”
“Are you going to list every woman you’ve fucked?” I ask, looking out the passenger window and watching him speed by all the cars.
“You’ve fucked them all?” he roars.
Of course not. I’m not a whore like him. But instead, I say, “Maybe I have. Maybe I haven’t.” I shrug carelessly.
He growls. “Hadley—”
“Shut up, Aiden!” I snap, interrupting him again. “You are no longer my boss. I quit, remember? And you are also not my boyfriend. So nothing you say has any importance or authority.” I cross my arms over my chest.
Thankfully, he does.
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I get out, surprised when Mr. Kyle gets out as well. “I don’t need you to walk me up,” I say over my shoulder.
He follows me silently up the stairs and to my door. When I step into my apartment, he does as well and closes the door behind him. “Really, you can go.” I gesture to the now shut door.
“I came here earlier to tell you something. I’m not gonna leave until I do,” he says matter-of-factly.
I push my right hip out. “And what is that? I’m not gonna come back. And I’m not deleting that app because you tell me to.” I thought about it on the elevator ride down to the lobby while he sat in his office talking to the cops who wanted to arrest me. I needed to quit. I have no other option. I will get another job and pay his brother for his services the right way. As much as I want to sleep with my boss, Andrea was right. It is very inappropriate, and it would not end well.
He gives me a small smile as he steps up to me. “I have ways to change your mind.”
My heart pounds in my chest. “Aiden …” I warn, not really knowing which one he is talking about.
His smile just grows. “I love it when you call me Aiden,” he says huskily.
“What are you doing?” I ask, taking another step back, but I run into my wall.
“You,” he says with a naughty smile on his face as his eyes look me up and down.
My pussy tightens. “And if I say no?” I ask with the arch of my brow. Play it tough.
He places his hands on the wall next to my head like he did that night at the restaurant and leans into me. I inhale his scent, and my pussy throbs. “You won’t.”
I chuckle nervously as I shift from foot to foot, needing to get away from him. “You sound pretty sure of yourself.”
He brings one hand off the wall and runs his knuckles down my cheek. My body shivers from the heat on his skin. He leans in and whispers against my lips. “I’m very sure of myself, Hadley.”
My eyes close, my pussy throbbing as his knees slide between my thighs. My hands come up to his shirt, and I clench it in my fists. I don’t know if I plan on pushing him away or pulling him to me. “Tell me no, Hadley,” he taunts as he brings his lips to mine but doesn’t touch them. I lean forward, and he pulls back. “Tell me no, baby.”
“I can’t.” I whimper, and his tongue comes out to run along my bottom lip, sending a direct current to my pussy. “I want you,” I breathe, giving up the fight that I’m tired of fighting. “Aiden, I want …”
His lips crash on mine, and his tongue enters my mouth to meet mine. His hands go to my ass, and he yanks me off my feet in one swift move, and I pull away. “Hallway … last door … right …” His lips are back on mine, and we’re moving backward.
We enter my room, and I squeal in surprise when he tosses me onto the bed. I crawl backward onto the bed, and once I’m where I want to be, I prop myself up on my elbows. I can’t help but smile as I watch him stand there and pull his crimson button up from his slacks. He undoes his cufflinks, removes his black tie, and then moves to his first button. His eyes never leave mine as his fingers make their way down to the very last button. I bite my bottom lip as it falls to my floor. Thoughts of don’t do this run through my mind, but I quickly silence them.
His hands go to his belt, and my breath gets stuck in my throat when he rips it through his loops, the action making a swoosh noise. I lick my lips when he slowly unzips his slacks next, and he growls before pushing them down and stepping out of them. “God …” I whimper when I see his erection inside his black boxer briefs.
He stands, looking like a fucking God with his chiseled abs and hard cock. “I could stare at you forever,” I say without thought.
My eyes widen when I realize what I said, and he smirks. “As long as I can stare at you,” he says.
I close my mouth to keep from telling him I’ll give him anything he wants. This man is very dangerous for me. And I need to think before I speak.
He crawls onto the bed, and I swallow nervously as I realize what we are about to do. I look around my room; it’s not even two in the afternoon, and although my lights aren’t on, he can see me plain as day.
“Don’t,” he growls, and my eyes go back to his as he crawls to straddle me.
“What?” I breathe, my heart hammering in my chest, and my breath coming quicker.
His hand goes to my chest, and he gently pushes me to lie down. “I see that look in your eyes.” His hand goes to the hem of my shirt, and he lifts it, exposing my belly. He flattens his hands on my hot skin and runs them upward, pushing up the fabric in the process. He lowers his head and places a soft kiss on my stomach, and I suck in a long breath. “Don’t …” He kisses upward. “Be …” He plants another one over my belly button. “Nervous,” he finishes as he gives me another one.
I whimper.
“You’re gorgeous, Hadley. Don’t be afraid.”
“Aiden …” I say with a shiver, and my hands go to his hair.
He pulls back, and my hands fall to my side. He sits up and his hands go to my jeans, and he undoes the button. I stare at his chest as it rises and falls slowly. He doesn’t seem nervous at all. I think I am enough for the both of us.
“Lift your hips,” he orders softly, and I do as he says while he pulls my jeans down my legs. He does it so slowly, and I try to wiggle to hurry his motion. “Stop,” he says roughly.
Once he pulls them over my legs, he tosses them to the floor. His large hands push my thighs apart, and I hate that they’re already shaking. He chuckles as he leans down, placing kisses on them. I gasp when his teeth sink into my sensitive skin before he sucks on it.
My hips arch, and then his hands grasp my panties as he pulls them down my legs agonizingly slow.
Once they too lie on my floor, he hovers over me. My heart pounds in my chest, and my body still shakes in nervousness. He looks down at me with those dark blue eyes, and it’s the first time I’ve ever seen him so relaxed. So calm.
I reach up and grab his neck, trying to pull him down to me, but he doesn’t budge. “Stop it!” he commands.
“What?” I try to play dumb.
He doesn’t buy it. “Tryin’ to
rush me.”
“I didn’t think you’d be the kind to take it slow,” I say, trying to bait him.
He gives me a knowing smile, leaning down to place his face in the crook of my neck. “You’re all I’ve thought about for three months now. Why wouldn’t I take my time with you?”
“You’ve thought of me?” I can’t help but ask. I know he’s told me this already, but I thought it was all an act.
“Every day,” he answers, then grabs my wrists and pulls me to sit. Before I can stop him, he grabs the hem of my shirt once again and pulls it up over my head. Then he undoes my bra with one skillful hand.
He leans down and kisses my shoulder tenderly as he pulls a strap off my shoulder, and I whimper when he does it to the other.
Then he pulls away and pushes me back down to the bed. I go willingly. He removes my bra completely, and his eyes light up when he sees my breasts are now exposed to him.
“Don’t get me wrong, Hadley. I’m gonna fuck you.” I shiver when his hands grab my breasts possessively. “But I’m gonna draw it out.”
I gasp when he bends down to suck on my nipple. I know he can feel my heart pound in my chest against his. “We’re gonna stay right here in your bed all weekend. And I’m gonna do every perverted thought I’d ever had to you.”
“Yes,” I breathe, my hands digging into his hair. “Please …” I beg openly, wanting whatever he has planned for me.
He chuckles. “No need to beg, baby. I’m gonna give you anything you want.”
AIDEN
My lips go to her left breast as my hand slips between her thighs. She arches her back when I run a finger over her pussy. She’s already wet, and I smile against her skin. I slowly push my finger into her, and she moans loudly while her hands go to my hair. She pulls on it when I add a second one. Working them in and out slowly, I continue to suck on her breast. Fuck, I love the way her skin tastes. Like sugar. Something you just can’t get enough of.
“Aiden.” She sighs, and I smile. “Please.” Her hips lift once again as I finger fuck her.
I’m surprised at myself. I thought once I had the chance, I would be rough and in a hurry, but I wanna take my time. Kiss every inch of her. Feel every inch of her. I’ve got three days to explore her and find out what she likes, which I think will be everything I plan on doing to her.
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