It had taken a long time to believe that she was the one with the problem, not me. I owed that revelation to my brothers after they knocked some sense into me. Literally.
With breakfast finished, I quickly washed and dried the few pots, collected my keys and headed out front to be greeted by my driver, George. I actually loved to drive, or rather I loved to sit astride my Harley and just let her rip. It made me crazy, driving in to the city with all the traffic, and trying to find parking. So George drove me to the office, left me there and parked up at a hotel close by where he spent the day inside drinking coffee, flirting with Janet, one of the receptionists, and awaited my call for a ride. He also took advantage of the free wifi and hooked his laptop up.
“Morning, George,” I said in greeting.
“Morning, Mr McKenzie.”
Once I’d climbed into the car, I sat back and tried to relax. Normally I would read the newspaper on my way into the city, but Sebastian was across the front page, so I thought I would pass. I had no objection to my brothers sewing their wild oats, but having Sebastian in the news every time he did, pissed me off.
I’d been so lost in my own thoughts for the past twenty minutes, that when I looked out of the window, George had already pulled up outside the McKenzie building. “I’ll see you later, George. Have a good day.”
He blushed slightly. Janet was going to have him hot under the collar for the most part. After the first week, I’d refused to allow him to climb in and out of the car every time I needed the door opened.
It took a while to get used to being driven around, but I wasn’t lazy enough to have the door opened for me. I closed the door after I’d climbed out and watched him pull away, doing a U-turn to head to the hotel. How the hell he’d never caused an accident with that move, I’d never know.
As I walked into the lobby, I waved over to John, the security guard, and carried on through to the elevators. John was fussing over a woman at the front desk and I couldn’t help but do a double take. She was what Sebastian would call a ‘babe’.
She had long legs with stilts for shoes, a tight fitting skirt with equally fitted jacket and dark hair pinned loosely on the top of her head. I carried on and as I waited for the elevator, I turned and watched the woman from the front desk walk towards me with her head down. She had no idea I was stood watching her.
When the doors opened, I stepped inside and held them open for the mystery lady. As she walked closer, I caught her scent and my cock immediately hardened. Shit, that was not good. I had never had such a quick reaction to a woman’s scent before.
She looked up and when her eyes met mine they visibly widened. She stopped mid-step and just gazed up at me. I was reluctant, but I managed to drag my eyes away from her penetrating stare. “Your carriage awaits,” I told her rather roughly.
Hell, I felt as though I’d been hit over the head. I watched her closely and noticed how her throat moved when she gulped then took a deep breath, before she stepped into the elevator with me. Was she as affected by me as I was by her?
I felt damn uncomfortable. My cock throbbed and I wanted to believe it was from lack of use and not because of the sexy woman who stood beside me.
Yeah, keep telling yourself that.
Chapter 3
LILY
When I clashed eyes with the guy who stood in front of me at the elevators, my pulse jumped, my heart stopped, and my stomach quivered. Never in my life had I reacted that way to a man before.
As I stood in the elevator the doors closed, leaving me trapped inside with the sexy-as-sin man. I quickly leaned forward pressing the button for the floor I wanted and felt the heat flowing from his body to mine. My stomach still quivered and I was pretty sure my panties were soaked. He watched me carefully through the mirror on the doors while I watched him out of the corner of my eye. I refused to meet his eyes.
My heart was accelerating and I felt more turned on than I had been in a very long time – ever, if I was totally honest. What the hell was happening? David was acting like an ass, but we were still in a relationship. At least I thought we were. I had no reason to be attracted or turned on to high heaven by a total stranger.
The stranger, who had decided to focus his full attention on me and I didn’t think my panties could get any wetter. What the hell’s wrong with this elevator – it’s damn slow!
“You’re new here?” he stated, or was it a question? I wasn’t really sure.
I finally managed to put my tongue back into my mouth. “Yes.” He didn’t take his eyes from me. “I presume you work in the building?” I asked, trying to hide my embarrassment. I wasn’t used to being the object of such a penetrating gaze. His eyes twinkled.
“You could say that…. You haven’t told me your name?”
What did that mean? He either worked here or not. “You haven’t asked me my name.” Oh god, did I just flirt with him?