An Intriguing Proposition by Sydney Jane Baily

Author:Sydney Jane Baily
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePublishing Works!
Published: 2014-06-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Michael Bradley moved quickly for a banker, and somehow rounded his desk and had his hand beside her head, holding the door firmly closed with the flat of his palm.

Ineffectually, she jiggled the door knob. When she turned, she was practically engulfed by him.

"You began this whole travesty because you didn't want to dine with me?" he asked.

"No," she ground out, looking down at the floor. If she looked up, he'd see in her eyes how much she fancied him.

"Do you like Jonathon Amory? Do you even know him?"

"That's none of your business."

"I am making it my business. Do you care for him?"

He seemed to move closer, his body leaning in, but instead of feeling smothered, Elise wanted to press against him. She couldn't be this close to him and lie.

"No."

"Do you, in fact, have a beau?"

Had his voice become huskier? She squirmed, wanting to flee and at the same time, not wanting to move an inch away from this man. If only he would stop interrogating her.

"No."

"Why?"

His voice definitely seemed lower, and it was doing peculiar things, tingly things. to her insides.

"I hadn't met the right man." Until now. "I've had offers," she added, trying to salvage some shred of dignity.

"I know you have."

How did he know?

"I know you were associated with Randall Dexter, and I'm sorry for your loss."

She started at the mention of Randall. Yes, she'd greatly cared for him. If he hadn't died, perhaps they would have been married already. But in honesty, she'd felt more sisterly toward him than whatever the feelings were that Michael invoked. Wonderfully exciting feelings. Utterly inappropriate feelings.

"Mr. Bradley, let me go."

"Why won't you look at me?" he asked.

Slowly, she raised her gaze to his, and she would swear a lightning bolt sizzled through her. She saw a response in his expression, felt it low in her stomach, and then he lowered his head, keeping his eyes on hers.

He was going to kiss her. They were alone in his office, and he was going to kiss her. Had she ever been more improper in her life? Had she ever cared less for propriety?

At the last moment, she closed her eyes and then his lips touched hers. She nearly moaned. Gentle at first then the slightest pressure, and his kiss became firmer.

How could this simple touch create the tingling sensations throughout her body? But it did. His hands were suddenly at her waist, drawing her close.

She wanted to touch him, too, to feel his hair, to lace her fingers behind his neck and anchor him, but she couldn't. It would be unseemly. In another instant, she was doing just that, not caring that her reticule dangling from her wrist had smacked them both on the side of their faces as she slipped her hands up over his shoulders.

Apparently, that was a signal for him to deepen the delightful assault on her senses. His mouth slanted and somehow fit against hers even more perfectly; some movement he made with his lips and his tongue caused her to part her own lips.

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