Page 9 of Allegiance
Needing to get a grip, she took a few shallow breaths as she assessed the awkward sexual tension dancing between them.
“Right now, I don’t think that’s possible. I’ve got a lot on my plate with the catering company, and going out on dates is something I just don’t have time for.”
“All work and no play—”
“I know, I know,” she said, waving her hands. “Look, I’m going to shoot it to you straight. We both got caught up in the moment. We’re at an engagement party, we’re attracted to each other, and you had too much to drink. The romance, the ambiance, the crashing waves…”
“I think it was more than strings of light, bourbon, and the fuckin’ ocean.”
Rubbing her eyes, she sighed. “I have to go, Tank. My staff is getting restless, and I’ve still got a million things to unload. I’m glad I met you.”Awkward!
Before he could say anything else in his deep, persuasive tone, she spun toward the truck and ran through the thick grass to the parking lot. There was really no other way to exit with dignity, especially when her brain was still rattling around the image of him naked, sprawled out on her sheets as she moved her lips down his body—
“Quit it,” she snapped out loud. “I’ve seen hot guys before and contained myself. This is nothing different.”
Opening the truck’s door, Matthew greeted her with a sly grin.
“Are you ready to head out, or are you still busy?”
“Let’s go. I’m exhausted, and in no mood to be teased.”
“No teasing. You got it, boss.”
Lena leaned her head against the passenger window as Matthew drove out of the lot. She didn’t dare look back at Tank.He’s probably disappointed because I screwed up his track record. I bet he’s calling Blondie right now.That thought made her stomach clench, but she ignored it.
All she wanted was to unload the trucks, go home, and crawl into her four-poster bed.
