My gaze followed his. “The baseball field?”
A smile formed on his face. “Yes. I love the Guardian’s. I have season tickets.”“If you have season tickets, then why bother buying a place where you can see the games?”His eyes fell to the ground, his jaw tensing. The energy in the air thickened between us while he stood there, processing my question. Whatever reason it was, it wasn’t because he hadn’t thought of it. There was more to why he bought this place.He dropped his hands from the railing, one finding his pocket and the other rubbed the back of his neck.“You don’t have to tell me.” The sight of Craft being vulnerable should have brought me joy, but it made me want to comfort him.He met my gaze. “I watched the games with my dad from this rooftop.”“So, you lived here when you were younger?”He grimaced. “Not exactly. We lived on the othe“Take this off,” I commanded, fisting the fabric in my hands.“I don’t think I can do that, sweetheart,” he teased, holding my hips still.The air in my lungs fought while I scowled down at him. “Excuse me?”His smile was filled with mirth. “We don’t have time to take our clothes off, not this time.”My face scrunched together in frustration. Covering my breasts, I grumbled. “But it’s okay to take off my shirt?”He bit the side of his lip.I snorted, shoving his shoulder, then hopping off of him, covering my chest from his view.“Delayed gratification,” he said evenly, standing from the bench. I bent down to pick up my bra, turning away from him to snap the clasp. I didn’t want him to watch me, especially after he’d denied going further.How did this happen? Earlier in the day, I thought I had him in my control, suddenly the tables had t
His jaw relaxed along with the crinkles of his eyes. “I like to tango.”A soft laughed escaped my mouth. I should have been mad at that comment, but for whatever odd reason, I thought I might erupt with giggles. This whole day had been outrageous.“Besides, I’m sure you have a ton of sexual harassment complaints hidden somewhere,” I muttered, recalling all of the freshly fucked women who have left his office.He furrowed his brows at me. “Why would you say that?”“Because you fuck your interns as much as Hugh Heffner fucks his models.”He clenched his jaw. “That’s quite judgmental of you to say.”I raised a brow at him.He bit his cheek and sighed. “I’m not saying I haven’t, but the numbers aren’t as high as you think they are. Women talk too, you know.”“Not like men,” I muttered.His lip quirked upward on one side. “No
My stomach clenched with betrayal. I thought we were having a decent time. He’d opened up throughout the night, but now, it felt like he was taking it all back. Did he lie to me about everything? Was he only trying to be close to me so I wouldn’t tell HR he seduced me in his office?Anger took over, and I stomped passed Cody and Craft.“Ready?” He asked sincerely.“I’ll catch a cab,” I snarled, heading for the door.“She might have overheard you,” Cody said under his breath.I spun on my heel. “Yeah, I did. Don’t worry, Mackenzie, you won’t get a complaint from me, in fact, you won’t ever have to see me again.”The few guys that were left only watched with wide eyes. Had no one ever stood up to this asshole?Craft didn’t say anything in response. I huffed, more pissed off that he didn’t have a response. Fed up with them, I marched to the elev
She crossed her arms and jutted her chin.“Thanks,” I said uninterested, hiding how terrified I was of the pile of paper sitting on my desk.“I knew you’d get to her. You’re such an asshole, and have no idea when you’ve got something good.”My chest tightened and my jaw tensed. Kelsey was a good thing, and the physical evidence that I threw any chance of having her, even if that was as a kickass employee, right down the drain.“I treated her like every other employee.”Mindy sneered. “Yeah, and for some ungodly reason, Kelsey doesn’t want to write a formal complaint. Who am I supposed to eat lunch with now? Those interns you rotate fucking?” She shook her head in disgust. “I can’t believe you categorized Kelsey into that group.”My eyes narrowed. “You know nothing about my personal life, so I suggest you stop accusing your superior with such foolish acc
“Kelsey!” A muffled voice rumbled along with a pounding on my door.The sound startled me, waking me from my spot on the couch. I’d fallen asleep watching a Nicholas Sparks movie with a tub of ice cream, again.Adjusting my clothing, a super-hot t-shirt from a 5k I ran in college and yoga pants, I sluggishly moved from the couch to the door.Peeking through the hole made me lose my breath. The very reason for the cheesy love stories and unhealthy amounts of sugar was standing there, demanding to see me. My stomach tightened. The pain that twisted my gut wouldn’t go away, and was on full blast now that he was so close. I’d avoided his texts, contemplating how to respond to them.Give it up Craft, I’m not interested.Really? Dinner? So you can beg for me to come back to work? PshhhhhWhy? So you can fuck me in the bathroom?Yes, take me to dinner and kiss me until our lips are numb.Tell me you wan
She’d said my first name with so much indecision and turmoil after she closed the door.I hated my first name. The feminine tone, it had always pissed me off, and the endless teasing growing up was a fraction of what molded my tough skin.The way Kelsey said it was different. It was intimate and warmed my cold heart. I wanted to hear it from her lips every hour of the day, whether she was whining, pissed off, or coming.She was hurting like I was, and deep down I knew I needed to let go. I stood there for minutes, my forehead pressed against the grain of the wood door, trying to think of the right words to say to get her to come back to me. Instead, I dabbed my eyes and left, drinking a whole bottle of Bourbon when I got home. I was too drunk to hit send on the rambling text message that made sense last night, but was complete gibberish on the screen.The pounding in my head throbbed, but didn’t take away from the ache in my chest. I’d nee
My lips parted, and Kelsey glared, silencing me. “I want a coordinating position.” I tilted my head and studied her, not wanting to give away the excitement that was bubbling inside of me. She wanted to work for me, which meant I’d get to see her. Even if she hated my guts, I’d take dirty looks and glares from her every day. I’d be able to make up being a jackass to her. Taking a step closer to me, she continued to talk. “I’ll expect a raise, too.” I straightened in my seat, my expression remaining passive. She’d be worth every penny. “There’s one other thing,” she whispered, the force field she’d thrown between us crackling apart. Our energy was meshing together, the heat rising between us with each step closer she took. Then she completely shocked me. She crouched down before me, sitting upright on her knees and setting her hands on her thighs. I swallowed, clenching the armrests with both my fists. “No more fucking the interns,” she bit.
Kelsey“I’ve missed you,” Craft murmured across my cheek. A heavy breath escaped his nostrils. “The past few months have been…”He sighed into my neck, the fluttering of his eyelashes tickling the lobe of my ear. A soft giggle escaped my kiss-swollen lips from the gentle brush. “Long,” I finished his sentence for him.“Lonely,” he added.I knew what I wanted when I put on the Caribbean blue dress this morning. I’d longed to zip-up the chiffon fabric and run back to Mackenzie Craft the moment he came groveling at my doorstep but wrestling with my conscience to give him my full trust was a constant brawl and would be for a while. He was as cunning as ever but could be downright nasty. I’d never known a man so intelligent and diligent at everything he did, until I met the handsome Mr. Craft.When we’d started our meeting an hour ago, both of my blue heels had been firmly plac
The telltale sound of his zipper sent a shiver down my back. He blew air through his nose, and I knew he was stroking himself. I wanted to spin around and help him, but he kept a firm hand on my hip, then skidded it to the front of my thigh, urging me to sit back on him. Both his arms stabilized me now, steadying me while I hovered over his shaft.The tip of his cock brushed against my clit and I shifted backward, engulfing his length between my folds. I found a rhythm that rubbed the sensitive bud perfectly.“That’s it baby, move how you like,” he murmured, keeping himself from driving into me, but encouraged the gyration of my hips with his palms.My hands were set on his desk, leaning as far forward as I could, giving me the leverage I needed to keep a steady pace.He groaned, palming my belly. I covered his hand, feeling a bond between the four of us. If I were out of the moment or trying to explain it to someone, they wouldn’t get it,
Seven Months LaterKelsey“Mrs. Craft, you’re glowing today!” Ms. Carmichael greeted, standing from her seat. She paced around her desk, taking me in from head to toe.I hadn’t been in the office in over a month due to the doctor’s orders. After our dash of a wedding with only a handful of people in attendance, bedrest was requested, and sitting around the apartment was causing me to go stir crazy.Ms. Carmichael crinkled her nose. “Does Mr. Craft know you’re coming to visit?”Holding up a container, I said, “No, I thought I’d bring him some lunch.” She chewed on her bottom lip, and I laughed. “Don’t worry, if he’s grumpy it’ll be geared towards me, not you.”She laughed, but the tension around her eyes proved she was timid toward calling him. I’d help with that. His eight months pregnant wife could interrupt his work.When I came in, the
MackThe day I had been planning for the past month was finally here, and although it didn’t go into motion until a month ago, I had imagined it happening since November. I’d dropped a pretty penny to make my vision become a reality, and with the help of Portia and my mother, Kelsey would be in awe and left speechless, and hopefully even more full of joy than she already was.I buttoned my light blue dress shirt while I stared at my sun kissed face in the mirror, still wondering if the past year had been a dream. It was on this day a year ago that I took the chance and closed the space between us in my office, opening a whole new world that neither of us expected to unravel. I was still just as hungry for her now as I was then, but now, I couldn’t live without her, and I was ready to take the final step to becoming fully committed.Kelsey came behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting his head between my shoulder blades. &ldquo
One Month LaterKelseyI inhaled the fresh salty air, basking in the warm sun I’d desperately longed for. Winter in Ohio was rough, and when Mack surprised me with tickets to a resort in the Florida Keys, I was ecstatic.My skin was smooth and hungry for the rays while I laid on the cozy outdoor lounger next to our private pool that overlooked the beach. Mack had jumped in the pool to cool off, and I was enjoying the view of his defined shoulder blades and biceps while he swam.I’d been exhausted the past three months, and found a new bundle of energy when he’d given me the airline ticket. I was going to take advantage of our alone time, and the pulse that awakened between my legs was going to make up for all the nights I’d fallen asleep before getting lost in him.Mack never complained, if anything, he was coddling me, and I was eager to take care of him, and soon. He climbed out of the pool, his forearms flexing alon
Small sized single showers weren’t intimidating to Mack Craft when he wanted sexy time together. You’d think I’d be gun shy when it came to shower sex considering I slipped and gauged my head the last time we messed around, but I was more than ready to have his hands on me. The close proximity made our time together all the more better.We crawled into bed after our thorough shower, Mack in sweats and me in one of his t-shirts, the heavy, Aztek designed quilt covering us both. Mack pulled me to his chest and tangled our legs together.He ran his fingers through my damn hair, taking turns between stroking and massaging. A softness was laced with his gaze, his brows relaxed as his eyes took me in. “Tell me about your day with my dad,” I asked him, wondering if the time he spent with him was partly why his temperament was easy.“It was eye-opening and much needed. I didn’t realize the reservations were so poverty stricken.&
She met my grin, and did as I asked, rolling to her side as I climbed off her, then continued unpacking.Kelsey must have been tired because her breathing had changed within minutes of closing her eyes. I loved watching her sleep. Something about her relaxed state was soothing and brought me comfort knowing she felt safe and cared for to sleep soundly.***Lunch with my mother came in what felt like the snap of my fingers, and I found myself sitting in my car giving myself a pep talk before joining her at her favorite restaurant. Normally we’d sit outside, but the weather was bitter cold and snow was still on the ground.“Don’t overthink this,” I murmured to myself, my hands sliding around the steering wheel. Taking another deep breath, I shut off the car and headed into the café.She was sitting at a table when I arrived, her back to me. Her dark hair was tied back into it’s perfect bun, her j
“Has Kelsey been hunting with you?” I asked as we sat on logs near the lake. Amos had started a fire and had butchered parts of the elk. I wasn’t expecting him to pull out cooking utensils and seasons from his backpack, prepared to roast whatever animal we’d come across for dinner.He took a long drag of his cigarette before answer. “No, she hasn’t. I wish I had taught her, but it’s not my people’s way. Hunting is meant for the man, not the woman. I know that’s a stereotype the world doesn’t like to hear, but it’s our culture, and if our people don’t like it, they don’t have to do it. We don’t hold our own kind hostage.”I rested my elbows on my knees. “You don’t like that she has a career and lives in the city, do you?”Amos kept his eyes on the flames, watching the piece of meat cook. “I wish she were closer to home. I’m glad she’s foun
I found myself getting into Talon’s basketball game. He was pretty athletic, and ran the court with assertiveness. I wasn’t surprised, the kid had a strong disposition, and leadership would be in his future if he kept it up.Carsyn sat on Kelsey’s lap for most of the game, talking her ear off until she gave him her phone to play with. I didn’t mind that he was chatty, he didn’t require answers from me or Amos, so we were able to focus on the game. Amos was more interested than I would have predicted, and even cheered for his boy. Simon was on the end of the bench as one of the assistant coaches, the one who made sure they were all hydrated and encouraged.“You’ll have fun,” Kelsey said while Simon mingled with some of the other parents just outside of the gym in the parking lot, and Amos gave Talon his fatherly recap of the basketball game. “My dad is a big teddy bear.”I touched her cheek. “I&rsq
“Sorry I passed out last night,” Kelsey said when I emerged from the bathroom. I’d woken up a few hours earlier, unable to fall back asleep, so I plugged in my computer and ran through some emails while she continued to sleep. As badly as I wanted to wake her for a shower, she needed her rest.“I was tired too,” I admitted. My eyes closed nearly as fast as hers did.I’d woken up when she had her first round of morning sickness, but didn’t want her to realize I’d heard her. I knew she felt awkward when I’d try to comfort her, and I also knew if I started to move around, she wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep. She needed to rest more now that she was growing two babies.She stood from the bed and stretched, her hips showing when her arms rose into the air. She’d thrown on one of my white undershirts, and like normal, her nipples were poking against the thin fabric to say good morning. Reaching out