He was going to kill if someone didn’t start explaining soon.
“I believe I asked a simple question.”
Ethan’s gaze stayed fixed on Erin who stood with her eyes shut, rubbing her temple. His eyes flicked over her tussled hair, the flush of color on her cheeks; sliding down to the swell of her breasts beneath the t-shirt and finally down to the point where the shirt ended mid-thigh, revealing creamy, supple skin and shapely legs.
Had those legs - the same ones that had been wrapped around his waist while he pleasured her- had they been locked around her lover’s waist only a few minutes ago?
Had she screamed out his name as she came?
The possible answer elicited a growl from him, his hands clenching
Her footsteps echoed loudly in the underground parking lot as Erin walked towards her car in quick determined steps. She managed a nod to the guard standing outside the security post, her thoughts completely focused on her destination.Reaching the sleek silver Infiniti, she slid into the warm interior of the car, resting her head against the soft leather seat, her breath coming in short puffs from the exertion of walking.“Now what?” She muttered, gripping the steering wheel. She had no idea where Ethan even lived, had never bothered to find out. The only clue she had was that he lived quite close to the hotel, but where exactly, Erin had no idea.“Argh!” The frustrated sound slid from her lips and she banged her head against the wheel in frustration. “Great plan Erin, real great.” She mocked herself, already regretting the impulse that had got her out of bed in the first place. But she really needed answers, needed to speak
Ethan balled his hands into fists. Behind him, he could hear her footsteps as she walked away.A huge part of him wanted to yank her back and finish what they’d started- his need surged within him, the need to make love to Erin again and again till he could make himself forget the blistering anger her little deception had caused.The door closed with a soft click. Erin was gone. Ethan set his jaw; he would not go after her.Her cousin. The words cut through the haze of desire, turning him cold as he recalled the scene in the hallway of her apartment. She’d stood there, silent and watching while he made a complete and utter fool of himself fighting over a manipulative little bitch.Was this her way of getting back at him?
Ethan watched as she stalked away, completely mesmerized by the sway of her hips and the way her tight skirt hugged that delectable backside. He felt a stirring in his groin and grimaced, utterly disgusted with himself for his lack of control where Erin was concerned.Her threats rang in his brain and somehow, a part of him knew he would do well to take those threats seriously as Erin did not strike him as the sort of woman who made idle threats.Ethan sighed, and made his way past the busy lobby, his thoughts in turmoil. He shouldn’t have riled her up that way…his initial plan had been to ignore her – keep her firmly at arm’s length and forget about the sexy firebrand that was Erin Gosling.It had been a damn challenge sitting next to her in the boardroom, his entire body all too aware of h
Erin studied the man seated across from her desk and repressed a shudder of distaste as smoke from a particularly offensive cigar curled under her nostrils. Her gaze moved from the top of his gray head, lingering on a weather-beaten face that showed every wrinkle, deceptively shrewd blue eyes studying her even as she watched him, then down to the crisp white shirt and blue tie.She dropped her gaze down to the papers on her desk. “So, I take it we have a deal Mr. Saunders?”Thin lips parted to reveal a full set of surprisingly pristine white teeth. She could almost bet those dentures were fake.“Ah yes of course, Ms. Gosling.” Kellan Saunders’ voice was a wheeze from too much cigars, yet carried an air of a man used to good living. “And I can’t thank you enough for the gener
The minute her hand touched his chest, Erin realized she might not be able to carry her plan through. The bolt of white hot heat that seared from the point of contact, washed over her in tidal waves of desire that threatened to drown her.She gasped, her lungs suddenly in dire need of air. She could feel his accelerated heartbeat beneath her fingertips and his sharp indrawn breath simply confirming what she already knew.Ethan wanted her. Bad.The thought lifted Erin’s spirit to soaring point, filling her with renewed determination. She would show him that she was just as capable of cold hard rejection as he was.Buoyed by this, she deliberately allowed her body to brush against his, enjoying the way his eyes narrowed even further at the move. Her breasts, already
Out in the hall, Erin met her secretary’s stunned look with a self-satisfied smile and suantered past, pulling her shirt back on, uncaring of what the woman thought. Nothing could detract from the triumph that engulfed her at the moment, certainly not the fact that she’d walked out of her office half naked or the shock on Heather’s face.She’d done it! She’d actually walked away with her pride intact, had proved to Ethan that she was just as capable of cold, hard revenge as he. Erin couldn’t help the wide grin that spread across her entire face at the image of Ethan standing there in helpless anger.Fastening the buttons on her shirt, Erin turned to her secretary. “Heather, give my guest a couple of minutes alone, then make sure he doesn’t do much damage to the furniture.”
Ethan opened the door to his flat, raising his eyebrows at his mother.“Hey mum. What brings you here?” He asked, leaning down to kiss her cheeks, then stepped back to let her in.“What? Can’t a mother drop by to say a quick hello to her favorite son?” Martha patted his cheek and breezed into the room, as usual wrinkling her nose at the typical masculine decor. “Honestly darling, how can you live like this? This place is depressing.”Ethan grinned, knowing full well his mother had a hidden agenda. Martha Lachlan only visited when she had something up her sleeve. He only prayed that this time it wasn’t to convince him to go on a blind date with some woman she thought would be perfect for him. With his adopted siblings all happily married, Martha had switched her full attention to her youngest son…often without much success.“Other mothers maybe, but not you. And I like the decor just fine. Would
Ethan watched his mother’s expression change to astonishment as she took in his announcement.She stood frozen, kettle in hand and stared at her youngest son, the words still slowly sinking into her brain. From Ethan’s expression, she could almost swear her son was just as stunned at the announcement he’d just made if the look on his face was anything to go by.“You’re bringing someone?” Martha finally recovered enough to repeat Ethan’s words. She set the kettle down, tea forgotten and pinned Ethan with a searching look.Ethan looked dazed, as though he couldn’t believe he’d told her that. Then he straightened his shoulders in that way that Martha knew all too well and returned her look with an implacable one of his own.