The Devil's Storm by Lorelai Watson

Author:Lorelai Watson
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-03-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty One

Emily awoke to her phone buzzing on her nightstand. She lay knotted up in her sheets and duvet, wondering why it felt like she’d been to the gym. Struggling against the grip of her own bed linens, Emily felt around for her phone and answered it as soon as she saw her boss, Aaron’s, name flashing on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Well hello,” he answered in a chipper voice. “How’s our new celebrity?”

Emily narrowed her eyes and cleared her throat. “Aaron, it’s too early to even try to guess what you’re talking about, so you’re gonna have to explain that one—”

He laughed. “Early? Babe, it’s noon. Did he wear you out that bad?”

“Oh my God, is that why I’m so sore?” she whined. “My legs haven’t felt this tight since we went to that stupid Spinsanity class last year.”

“Lucky girl,” Aaron laughed again. “Sounds like a winner to me.”

“Lee’s...gifted. We’ll leave it at that.”

“Well, you and your gifted man-made the front page of the AJC.”

Emily’s heartbeat picked up the pace. “What?” she asked in a near-frantic tone. “No, no, no—”

“Relax. You look like you stepped off a runway, and it’s great publicity for the museum for one of our own to be working alongside a prominent business leader.”

“Because it’s not good publicity for Atwood Technologies. Or Lee,” Emily said, powering through her sore muscles to sit up and detangle herself from the covers. “He’s going to kill me. Or worse, not support anything else at the museum.”

“Woah, woah, woah. Calm your tits. Why would he be mad?”

“First, he’s already embarrassed enough about this whole deal with Maddie and Adrian. All this will do is get everyone talking about it again,” she explained as she stood and went to her dresser to throw something on.

“Emily, Lee’s not dumb. He knew the risk when he asked you out. He asked you, remember?”

She stopped as she grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Ironically, the first one she grabbed was one of Adrian’s old Georgia Tech t-shirts. Emily grimaced and noted to toss it out later. Maybe she’d been right; sleeping with Lee might have helped her get over Adrian. Other than a twisted sense of revenge, she couldn’t imagine what else would make her so eager to take him to bed. Except for his hands. God, he had perfect hands. Did he even know that? They were strong, masculine, but his touch was so smooth she almost swooned at each touch. And his jaw. And his delicious mouth. And Jesus, he had obviously been working out. While he didn’t exactly have a six-pack, the man was toned in all the right places. He also had good hair. And drop-dead gorgeous gray-blue eyes.

Come to think of it, she liked a lot about Lee. At least when it came to his looks.

“Emily?”

“Yeah,” she started, snapping out of her thoughts. “You know what, you’re right. He’s the one who asked me to be his date. He’s the one who had his hands up my dress all night.

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