w shifted from pitch blac

slipped down her body, pooling at her waist and exp

slept a single minute. He rubbed the bridge o

. The soft click ech

d on her side. The sharp, defensive edges she had displayed last night we

in the quiet room. He walked over to t

t on her left ear. The diamond earrin

canned the floor

the Chesterfield. He crouched down and picked up the diamo

t the earring, then down

ed. His ja

er, his face inches from hers. He held his bre

uscles locking up. He despised uninvited physical contact, and the thought of touching her skin m

ond earring on the wide leather armrest, right next to h

ing this close to her steady breathing sen

ed, frantic whispering bled

d. He recognized those voices immediately. The Bo

CEO is still in his s

ing all alone in that massive bed?

a sudden, violent surge of anger. He c

le, twisted the deadbolt,

d. A feather duster clatt

em in the doorway. His face w

me to pack your bags," he said. His voice was barely a whi

ade of white. They bowed the

dropping even lower. "My wife has been with me in this study a

unison. They scrambled to pick up the du

sappear. He let out a harsh b

rned

d in her lap. Her eyes were wide, clear, and shining wit

u," she s

stantly. He walked over to his desk and began adju

he ordered, his voice col

o him, her bare feet silent on the

he said, her voice brimmin