Sins of the Flesh by J. Margot Critch

Author:J. Margot Critch
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-05-31T17:57:52+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

RAFAEL DRUMMED HIS fingers on his desk, and he looked at his watch. It was almost five, and for the first time in as long as he could remember, he was leaving the office when everyone else did. He’d finished all his work and he wasn’t sticking around. He was anxious to see Jessica, and for the entire day it was all that he could think about. He picked up his phone and for the thousandth time that day, he looked at the topless photo she’d sent him, and each time it stoked the fires within him higher and higher, until his clothing felt tight and constricting. In his entire life, he’d never been so completely captivated by a woman. Normally with a lover, he’d be able to do the deed and move on. But with Jessica, he was incapable.

He looked at his watch as the second hand passed the top, signaling that it was five. “Fuck this,” he muttered and stood from his desk. Jessica wouldn’t be coming by his house for a couple of hours, but as long as he wasn’t getting more work done, he might as well just leave, go to the gym, maybe, see if one of the guys was available for a session. At least try to get rid of some of the excess energy he had.

As he was packing his laptop into his shoulder bag, Jillian bounded into the room, her arms full of stacks of file folders. “Oh.” She stopped short in the doorway when she saw him. “You’re leaving?”

“Yeah,” he said with a shrug. “I work late all the time, I didn’t think I needed permission to leave at the day’s end.” He tried not to sound so defensive, but it didn’t work.

“Of course not, I just thought that we could go over the latest polls, and strategize how to overcome Morgan’s surge in popularity.”

He knew he should agree and stick around. But he was antsy. He needed to get out of the office. He needed to see Jessica. “I can’t tonight. I’ve got a meeting.”

She frowned. “There’s nothing in your calendar about an evening meeting.”

“It just came up last night,” he told her. He had to get out of his office. “Let’s go over strategy tomorrow, okay?”

“Yeah, sure,” Jillian said to his back, as Rafael walked out the door ahead of her. He didn’t turn around, but he could feel her eyes on his back as he walked into the elevator.

* * *

Rafael popped open the lids from the carryout trays, and laid them out on the dining room table. He could have cooked, his mother would be mortified that he hadn’t, but why would he, when he had a Michelin-star chef at Thalia who could do it for him. Everything looked and smelled amazing and he realized that he hadn’t eaten since earlier that morning, having worked through lunch in an effort to be able to leave the office on time. But it wasn’t as though he’d gotten much done.

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