Storm Damages by Magda Alexander

Author:Magda Alexander
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Magda Alexander
Published: 0101-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

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Elizabeth

THAT NIGHT HE INSISTS ON SHOWING ME HIS HOME. So I slip into the black, lace-sleeved dress I stowed in my luggage and the string of pearls I bought at a garage sale. They shimmer and look good enough to pass off as the real thing.

While he showers, I straighten out his papers as best I can. I’m so familiar with this deal, I understand his organizational binder. I insert the research papers under that tab and the financial information under the valuation tab. I’m slipping the binder into his briefcase when he emerges, freshly shaved and smelling of that yummy cologne I love.

His brow wrinkles as he stares at the table, now devoid of paperwork. “You put everything away?”

“Yes, I didn’t think you’d want your documents out in the open where anybody could see them.”

“As in anybody who could do something with that knowledge?”

“Yes. Oh.” Only then does it hit me. I’m on the opposing side of the deal. I could use the information to our advantage. Not that I noticed much. Too busy thinking about him to process what I was looking at.

His mouth kicks up in one corner, and one dimple pops up in his cheek. “You’re blushing. Should I worry?”

“No, I ...” Shoot.

Pulling me to him, he drops a kiss on my nose. “Ms. Nosey Parker.” The phrase sounds like an endearment.

I push at him, but he doesn’t let me go. “I didn’t pry, Storm.”

“I know.”

“How do you know?”

He tilts up his head and looks down on me. “If you had, I would have never known.”

I squeeze his middle. “Glad you have such a high opinion of my spying abilities.”

He curls his hands around my face and kisses me. I melt into a puddle.

“Maybe we should stay and have dinner here.” His voice’s gone all husky.

“Dinner? Is that what you call sex now?” After my true confession, we did the dirty deed again, and now, going by his hard on, he’s ready for round three. I smack his shoulder. “God, Storm, can’t you stop thinking about sex for one second?”

“Not when I’m around you.”

“Well, you’re going to have to. I want to see your place and eat dinner.” I don’t understand what’s going on with my stomach. We ordered sandwiches and salads from room service earlier, but I’m starving again. I shrug mentally. Maybe it’s just trying to make up for lost nutrition.

Since I don’t want anyone from Smith Cannon to catch us together, I suggest we travel separately to his place. After balking at first, he ultimately agrees. Half an hour later, I hitch a ride on the elevator. Thankfully, I don’t run into any of my coworkers on the way down. Outside, the doorman beckons to one of the many taxis lined up by the curb. I gather by the smile on his face, my tip’s too generous, but I’m too nervous to remember the gratuity rate for hailing a cab. The taxi arrives at Storm’s building in nothing flat. When I announce

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