As she made toast and fried bacon, the sweet aroma diffusing around the kitchen, she knew she'd be lucky if it even tasted like cardboard to her.She wasn't even sure why she was doing this to herself.Because this wasn't how she'd envisioned herself after the progress she'd made with the object of her every desires.But the nagging reminder that she'd let that said object of desire and the pleasure that only him can bring her cloud her priorities was a high crashing.She'd left Riley all alone too, to be in his arms. That shouldn't count as much since the girl had slept through every minute of it like a log but it served to prove just how much she'd let pleasure mess with her responsibilities.'But it had felt so good' her subconscious whined only serving to conflict her.She let out a string of colorful curses as the heat from the pan she'd just picked up si

"Sometimes, you know, I just wish you can get her to stop hiding so much in mama's room and stop fussing over me, then maybe you two can get married and have those Alfies we talked about."She'd looked up at him with soulful brown eyes, giving him an innocent toothy grin."It gets lonely sometimes."He echoed her sentiments.It did get lonely for him too even though it was for different reasons for them and he'd wanted to grant her that wish so badly.Too bad you can't force someone to love you, too.He'd just let her adorable self lie in his arms, holding her until she gave in to the whims of sleep, sitting in his favorite window couch.His eyes involuntarily darted to her and she looked away from him almost immediately as their eyes met, as if she couldn't bear to be caught staring at him...Screw this stupid game they were playing.He was getting his damn answers now.She was messing his head up and if this is the end for them, he needed to hear her say the words- and why.He needed

The elevator ride back to the office was short but to Jojo it felt excruciatingly long.And she spent the whole time trying not to chicken out of her plan to take charge of her life and for once allow herself a chance at real happiness.She didn't want to remain that woman that Cal had accused her of being, she wanted to be different for this man that's stuck in this confining space with her.She turned slightly and quietly took him in.Looking at him like this made her thighs clamp and her body ache for him.He looked so tall, leaning against the wall of the climbing elevator like he had that one time at Morgan Inc. And damn, he looked yummy, incredibly hot and sinfully delicious.His eyes were shut close, hiding his beautifully green and very alluring orbs from her, but for one, it allowed her the liberty of feeding her starved body on the sheer sight of him.His nostrils were slightly flared, betraying the anger he was keeping tame inside him, and his sinfully red, pouty lips, with

Jojo knew what she was asking for when she said that and she meant it. His eyes were darker than she's ever seen them yet and he looked every bit like a man who could deliver it as rough as it could get. A small niggling fear pushed at the back of her mind, what if he really hurts her? She's never had rough sex with anyone except that day on her desk, but this man made her want to try it. She's thought about it as he towered over her and the idea of having him bring hrs to the height of her pleasure with a perfect blend of pain and pleasure made her the core of her womanhood drip wet for him. She trusted him and she needed this as much as he did. She pressed herself into him again, trying her best to grind him into a needy frenzy. It was working, but he held her hard to stop the torturing movement. "Don't push it, bab

Dinner with uncle Ferdie came around so fast.And Jojo was stuck deciding what to wear.Her fashion sense sucks and for the life of her she couldn't decide what looked good.she wanted to look good enough tonight hoping to leave the impression that she was still keeping her family afloat with uncle Ferdie.The man could get a little meddling if he thinks anything was so much as a little wrong.He was controlling like that.She stood at the foot of her bed, in her towel, considering the three options she's set out.You can never go wrong with a floral print, right?That's a black dress! Her subconscious snapped.Whatever.The other was a........maybe red, or was that pink, casual dinner dress.And finally, there was the one she was banking her hopes on.That snug fitting, off the off the shoulder gown that Jordan had left her the morning after that first night she'd spent here.She was really considering wearing it tonight.If only she hadn't been so stubborn and rejecting Jordan's ever