The Office Summer Picnic by Shara Azod & Marteeka Karland

Author:Shara Azod & Marteeka Karland [Azod, Shara & Karland, Marteeka]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Erotica, Fiction
ISBN: 9781304137784
Google: f55eAgAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00DF6YVDI
Publisher: Shara Azod LLC
Published: 2013-06-14T04:00:00+00:00

Five

By the end of the day Friday, Shenice was no closer to finding someone to take over her part of the picnic than she had been before she’d asked to begin with. It wasn’t like there was anything to do other than fucking show up. All the work was done already. But everyone she asked simply smiled or smirked and gave her an unqualified “no.” This was all his fault! He’d intimidated every single person in the office, knowing no one would help her out. She would love to kick his ass, or at least cuss him out one good time, but her body was a dirty traitor that always seemed to get aroused whenever he was in the same room--which, by the way, was happening way more often than necessary. It seemed Alistair was on a personal mission to break her down, make her beg, force her to fall back into his bed.

Oh, hell, yes!

No! No, she could not be weak. All she had to do was make it through this godforsaken picnic and she was home free. From the torture, anyway.

When Saturday morning came, Shenice woke with a sense of dread tinged with...excitement? Sure, why not? Excitement. What would he do? Given the way Alistair had been acting, there was no way he would leave her alone today. Hell, she didn’t want him to leave her alone. What she wanted--no, what she needed--was a solid commitment from him. A declaration of love. Anything that said he wanted a more permanent relationship from her. Because that was exactly what she wanted from him, damn it! Didn’t she deserve to be happy? Who the hell wanted to be a pushing thirty-something “kept woman”? The bullheaded English asshole had an entire freaking week, and all he had done was torment her with all that sexy manliness. God, how she missed that manliness.

Still, she was not a toy. Okay, yeah, sometimes she did like being his personal toy, just like he was hers. But still, she was a red-blooded woman with real emotional needs. Just because a man could grab her hair with the perfect amount of pressure, or kiss her so deeply, with such authority she felt it to her soul, and just because he knew how to make her beg and not care about the fact she was begging did not mean he could just take her whenever he wished and offer her nothing in return.

Bullshit, that annoying inner voice whispered. You’re running because you’re scared.

The truth hurt. There was no doubt she was scared. How could she not be when she knew she was head over heels, completely, utterly entranced by a man who made her feel like she could melt into a little puddle just by looking at her like she was some kind of tasty treat, yet offered her no expectation he had feelings for her as well? It was a lie to say she didn’t suspect Alistair cared about her. So why wouldn’t he say it?

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