Chapter 6

Piper

I get into the office early and see his office door closed, so I get to work before he comes in. It’s already ten, and he’s still not in yet. Shit. I grab the files that I finish and enter his office. And there he is, sleeping on the sofa in the corner. The one I usually relax on as I work late. He’s got his coat over his shoulder, and he looks so damn perfect. I set the files on the desk and try not to wake him. He works too damn hard. He’s a millionaire, and yet he works nonstop.

I can’t pull my eyes away from him to leave. I want to run my hands through his short black hair and hear him moan my name. I close my eyes and imagine him dragging me down to him and wrapping me up in his arms. What I don’t realize is that I’ve stepped so close that I could reach out and touch his hair. Greedily, I can’t stop myself from running my fingers lightly over it.

“Piper,” he sighs, making me pull my hand back quickly. He sleepily opens his eyes and drags me down into his arms on the sofa. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he growls, nuzzling his face in my neck. “I’m going to bury my cock so deep into you, and you’re going to have all my babies.” As he says that I feel his big cock grind against my heat. I let out a moan, and his mouth moves over mine, kissing me. I fall into it as his hand cups the back of my neck and the other grabs my ass.

Realizing what’s going on, I pull back just as he wakes up all the way. I fall off the sofa, hitting my ass on the floor.

“What the hell?” he mutters, standing up with his cock jutting up and out against his slacks. “Fuck.”

“Sorry, you were dreaming and well…”

“Well, what? How did you end up in my arms about to make me come in my pants?”

“Sorry, I went to wake you, and you pulled me into your arms.”

“Shit. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Um…okay. I’m going to go back to my desk.”

I go to walk out, but he calls out, “Wait.”

He walks up to me with his cock still huge in his pants, and I can’t stop staring. He reaches out and brushes my hair back with his hands. “I don’t want anyone to start talking. The company goes on the market in the new year.”

“You’re selling it already?” I want to cry, knowing he really doesn’t care about me. It was a mistake what just happened, and well I fucking had to touch him while he was sleeping. But damn, it’s a kiss I’m going to remember forever.

“Yes, the company is doing better than expected. I can’t keep every company I buy. Plus, I have to head to Ireland next month to start the sale of that company.”

“Seems like they would be two companies to keep. A textile company and a wool company.”

“They are, but I have too much on my plate already. And I want some time off.”

“You need it. And I won’t tell anyone about what happened. I shouldn’t have let you carry on like that.” I leave his office before I do something stupid and cry. For the rest of the day, I avoid seeing him. It’s only a half day so we can make it to the Christmas party before we go on holiday break. James is keeping the corporate office closed until the twenty-sixth.

I left Donovan my spare set of keys so he could make himself at home while I was at work. “Why are you looking out the window?” I ask Donovan. He’s been staying here since this morning because he had to check out of his hotel. He leaves tomorrow morning after the party to go visit his brothers for Christmas.

“Nothing. I’m just checking out the city. So what happened with your boss today?” he asks.

“Nothing. He’s been acting weird all day. Sometimes I think he misses me, but then he starts getting all growly.”

“Let me see that picture he sent you by accident,” he demands.

“It was an accident. You sound so suspicious,” I insinuate as I take off my shoes. I need to get ready for the party which starts in two hours. We got to leave a little early. Well everyone else did. James made me work a little later, but he cut out about ten minutes before me.

He turns away from the window and comes toward me with a smirk. “I’m just saying I’m thinking he wants you and for some reason isn’t taking what he wants.”

“Well, I doubt that. He doesn’t want to create a scandal in the company.”

“Whatever. Let me see his picture,” he continues.

“You’re not going to fight with him are you?”

He rolls his eyes at me. “Why would I? I don’t know him, and technically he hasn’t done shit wrong. It’s not his fault you fantasize about having his babies.”

“Shut up.” I hand him the phone after pulling up the message.

“Well, he’s fucking really good looking. I say you wear the tightest dress tonight. I’m telling you he’s going to be losing his shit.”

“You’re nuts.”

“Whatever just do it.”

“I’ll think about it.” He rolls his eyes again.

“I need to shower. Can you behave?” I joke.

“Sure.” He flips me off as I walk into the bedroom and think about what he said. Should I wear something extremely sexy just to see if Donovan’s right? I doubt he finds me attractive. I turn on the shower and step in. All the while thinking about James. I remember what he did when he learned I’m bringing someone to the Christmas party and when his mouth came down on mine in his sleepy fog. I take a long shower, stroking my fingers between my thighs wondering what would happen if he meant it. Would he have pinned me to the sofa, before taking my virginity right on the spot? I cover my mouth as my orgasm hits me.

“Are you almost ready?” Donovan shouts.

“I’m coming.”

“If your boss has his way you will,” he jokes. The fucking asshole has no idea. I didn’t tell him about this afternoon because he would be laughing so hard.

Once I’m dressed and ready to go, I meet Donovan in the living room. He’s got a shit eating grin on his face. “Wow, you look fucking hot as hell.”

“Shut it. Let’s go.”

“Okay. Relax. Let’s take my truck. At least it’s clean.”

“Fuck off,” I toss out.

“I will later.” He winks then holds the door open for me. We get to the party at the office just as it’s kicking off. I don’t see James anywhere, but I’m not sure I’m ready to meet his girlfriend. It’s bad enough he kissed me like that when he has her, but to meet her and see him touch her is too much.

“I’m going to mingle,” Donovan says, making his way to the buffet table where many people are gathered.