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After a week I was beginning to feel a lot better about the whole situation at work. The tension was easing and the gossip was dying down, not that I heard any of it directly. It was just the sympathetic looks and the fact that people stopped talking when I walked up that clued me in to how hot a grapevine topic my near attack was.
Cale had been doing what he could to help me relax and keep my mind off of things. He had taken me to dinner almost every night. If he wasn't with me at my house, we were on the phone together. I found his presence comforting. The thought of folding myself into him and just breathing in his scent caused the tension to slide from my shoulders.
The work was going well, and we almost had a preliminary draft of the plans for the Weston Building drawn up. We had spent a few late nights working on the project and tonight would be another one of those occasions.
I leaned back in my chair and rubbed the back of my neck. The muscles were knotted into tight ropes from hunching down for most of the day. I decided I could really use a caffeine boost before Cale got here. I strolled down the hall to the break room, only to find that we were down to freeze-dried. Where was Juan Valdez with his burro when you needed him? Being the self-respecting coffee connoisseur that I was, I headed up the street for a double espresso.
The light was just beginning to dwindle as I made my way down the street. The blaze of purple and orange was soothing after a long day, and I felt my mood lightening. This little break was obviously a good idea. I figured Cale would be at the office in the next fifteen minutes. That should be just enough time to grab a couple of coffees and get back.
A few minutes later, I thanked the girl behind the counter and headed back up the street to the office. I was almost there when I felt a chill run down my spine. I looked around slowly, trying to pinpoint the source of my uneasiness. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, I continued on, but still couldn't shake the eerie feeling. I stepped up the pace a little.
I smiled at Benny, the guard working the evening shift in the lobby, as I headed back into the building.
"Evenin' Miss Gracie."
He nodded his head, returning my grin.
"Good evening Benny."
He noted the two cups I was carrying. "You and Mr. Grant workin' late again?"
I grinned.
"How'd you guess Ben?"
He shrugged, amusement lighting his eyes.
"Just lucky, I s'pose."
I laughed. Benny was seventy if he was a day, and the biggest flirt in the building.
I made my way to the elevators.
As the doors were closing, a hand reached in to stop them. My heart slammed into my ribs, and I almost dropped the coffee. I guess I was still a little uneasy.
I breathed a sigh of relief when Cale's beautiful face presented itself. I laughed. Cale put on a wounded expression.
"Wow, I know that joke last night was obscure, but talk about a delayed reaction. I must be losing my touch."
I rolled my eyes.
"I just figured out where Benny was getting his new psychic powers from."
At his look of confusion, I explained the exchange I'd had with the elderly guard. Cale chuckled. I handed him the coffee I'd picked up for him and looked up into his face.
"You know, we have to stop meeting in elevators."
He grinned, in that charming boyish way of his.
"I don't know. I'm starting to like it. Just the two of us all alone, doors could open anytime, kind of exciting don't you think?"
I pulled a face at him, but inside I couldn't agree more. Just as I made up my mind to torture him a little, the bell chimed, indicating we had arrived at our floor. I gave him a sexy grin, and made sure to work the walk as I headed down the hall in front of him. Everyone else had gone for the day, so I reveled in the chance to tease him a little, knowing that we would end up working off any tension later at home.
Cale was really getting to know my office well. Almost as well as my house. I preferred it to the conference room any day, and I was much more productive in a space I was comfortable in.
I sat my coffee on the little table in the seating area. I was less likely to cause any major catastrophes that way.
I strolled over to my desk to grab a file we needed, when I felt Cale's arms slide around my waist. It was the same position that had started our heated affair, and it affected me just as strongly as it had that first time. I felt his hands slide down to my hips as he nestled his already hardened cock between my cheeks. Heat pooled instantly between my thighs.
"Cale...we're working."
I could hear how weak my protest sounded. My voice had gone low and breathless.
"Mmmm. We certainly are."
His voice was gravelly and his breath was hot in my ear. His hands slid up to cup my breasts, kneading them slowly. I couldn't help the groan that slipped from between my lips.
"We could get caught."
I knew it was no use pointing that out. It wouldn't stop him.
"I suppose that's a remote possibility, but everyone's gone. It's just us."
He was placing kisses down the side of my neck now. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back to give him better access.
The heat from my center was rapidly spreading outwards. I tried to turn around and kiss him, but his arms around my waist held me firmly.
His lips came back up to my ear and his voice was low.
"Don't you ever wonder how things would have gone if no one else had been in that elevator? If there was no chance of anyone else walking in that night?"
I groaned. What he was suggesting was crazy. It could never have happened in reality, which is why things played out the way they did. It was pure fantasy, but what girl doesn't like a little, alright, a lot of that in her life?
I pressed back against him and took my voice to a seductive purr.
"How do you think it would have gone baby?"
