Chapter Seven
Angel couldn’t decide if she was stupid or not. She’d just given her virginity to her boss. After so long of never finding a man attractive she gave into him easy. Was she ashamed? Maybe. Did she regret it? No. Would she do it again? Not sure. So many emotions ran through her mind, and she wondered if this was how all women felt when they lost their innocence.
Grayson lay next to her and watched her silently. He seemed to be observing her waiting for something. What she wasn’t sure. Hell, she wasn’t sure what she felt. She ached, but it was nothing she couldn’t ignore. At least while she was on the floor. Standing up would probably be another story. He didn’t say anything, but his eyes seemed to be begging her to speak, but she couldn’t.
Angel was levelheaded, she always thought things through, but this—this she didn’t. She sat up and stood slowly cringing when the full effect of having him tear into her kicked in. Her body throbbed and she was wobbly. She reached out and braced her hand on the desk and whimpered. Grayson stood and went to touch her but she recoiled. She didn’t miss the hurt that clouded his pale green eyes.
“I’m fine; I just need to get cleaned up.” Her voice was tense, and she prayed she’d make it to the bathroom before she broke down into tears.
“Let me help you baby,” he said and there was a catch in his voice.
She nodded and gripped his arm as he led her to the bathroom. Then he went and got all of her clothes bringing them to her.
“Can I get you anything else?”
“Nope, I just need to be alone now.”
He nodded but was clearly unhappy. “Okay I’ll be in my office just holler if you need me.”
Angel felt bad. She wasn’t angry with him. He was gentle and he was caring. She was unsure, and she was in pain. She locked the door and slid against it to the floor ignoring the pain that tore through her body. Sobs wracked her body, and she did her best to be silent knowing he’d hear her.
“Buck up Angel,” she whispered to herself and then pulled herself off of the ground. She was stronger than that. Taking slow steps she took care of business and gingerly slid her panties back on and got dressed. There wasn’t much she could do until she got home, but she wanted to clean up her tears. It was bad enough she cried, but she didn’t like the puffy red eyes.
She also didn’t want to make him feel worse. She got lucky. A lot of men wouldn’t have been that sweet, and she could tell how hard it was for him to take it slow with her. As if he was so aroused he wanted to drive into her. He could have very easily taken to his pleasure only, but he made sure she enjoyed it, and in truth once the pain went away for that few minutes she had enjoyed it, very much. It was the after that wasn’t so fun.
Angel composed herself and smiled. She was not a virgin anymore. She walked out of the bathroom and grimaced, but covered it up before she stepped into Grayson’s office. He looked at her frowning.
“Are you feeling any better?”
“I’m okay really. A good night’s sleep and I’ll be as good as new.”
He didn’t seem convinced, but let it go. “Well let’s get you home. I’ll walk you to your car.”
She nodded and smiled. He was sweet. Sweeter than what she had heard about him, and sweeter than the interview. He didn’t seem so intimidating anymore. She couldn’t help but stare. He was attractive, even more attractive to her now. He guided her out of the office and the feel of his hand on her back reminded her of his touch. She’d really liked his touch.
The office was dark and silent. Everyone had left hours before. She hadn’t even gotten to meet anyone or venture out into the big open area. Grayson opened the door leading her out into the dimly lit parking lot. Her car and his were the only two left and the sound of her heels clicking on the cement echoed loudly in her ears. She pulled her keys out and opened her door.
Grayson stepped back and shoved his hands into his pockets. He watched her and she sighed. He looked terrible. He was a man; shouldn’t he be happy he had gotten off? So far he proved to be different than any man she’d ever met, and he contradicted his reputation.
She stepped in front up him and tipped her head back. “Kiss me.”
His eyes lit and a small smile curved his lips as he leaned in brushing his lips on hers in a soft gentle kiss, but before he was able to pull back Angel stood on the tips off her toes and held him in place as she deepened the kiss. She wanted to show him she was all right. She took the lead and let all her built up passion out. Passion she wasn’t even aware she had. He moaned when she sucked his lip before tangling her tongue with his.
Then he backed her against her car and the tension from his body released. It was almost as if he was worried that she was angry. He seemed too subdued, and it broke her heart. He pulled back and his brows creased. “You’re okay?”
“Yes, I told you I was.” She replied and pecked his lips. “I better go so I get at least a few hours of sleep. I still have to pack.”
Grayson surprised her again by hugging her body to his. He wrapped his arms around her and held her. “Good night baby. I’ll see you in the morning.”
Angel nodded and nibbled her lip. He seemed totally at ease now and that was strange. Was what happened something more than a small office thing? The even bigger question, did she want it to be?