Asher glanced over his shoulder at her, then back at the man skidding to a stop in the hall. “Something wrong?” Mark asked, oblivious to what he nearly walked into.
Asher straightened quickly and stepped aside. “No. Apologies, Kim,” he muttered and clasped his hands tightly behind his back. She needed to stop staring at him like that, with her eyes—suddenly dark with questions he didn’t want to answer.
“It’s alright,” she said slowly. “Mark, what were you thinking, you idiot?”
“Sorry,” he said with a laugh. “Didn’t mean to startle the new help.” he grinned at Asher. "Enjoying your new job?" he asked.
“That’s enough,” Kimberly snapped. “What do you want? I’m tired.”
Asher glared at Mark, but he said nothing, and instead gave them som
Asher needed to push her away before this went too far. He moved her across the room until her back pressed against the wall. Her mouth opened, but Asher didn’t let her say whatever she wanted to say.His lips slanted over hers, his tongue diving into her mouth. From her response to him, he could tell she’d never been kissed like this— the way he kissed her, and the possessive side of him growled in approval, needing to leave his mark.His hands slipped from her arms to her hips as he ground against her. Her body relaxed into his chest, and she moaned against his lips, a carnal sound that drove Asher to intensify the kiss.He shouldn’t have done it. He had told himself that he wouldn't let this happen again, but now that he’d started, his lips refused to break the kiss. Those lips were so soft, supple, and hungry for his touch.Kimberly's hands snaked up around his neck
When Victor saw Asher leave he saw his opportunity. The last time they had a chance to grab her, that bodyguard had shown up and ruined it for them. The man seemed to always be with her so this was an opportunity he couldn't miss.He wasn't going to wait for Jane. That would just take precious time. Who knew when Mr bodyguard was going to be back. He was sure that he could handle Kimberly alone, she was just a lady who didn't know anything about protecting herself. So immediately he saw Asher leave, he got out and went straight for Kimberly's apartment.-----------------------Kimberly had made herself a tuna salad for dinner, but she'd finally put most of the salad into the refrigerator. If it were those days at College, she would have called one of her girlfriends and gone out to dinner and maybe a movie since Phoebe couldn't come over because she had to work.But she
She was left clutching the phone in the darkness. Lord, how far away was he? How long would it take him to get here? She wondered.There was another noise from the front of the house, this time the sound of the patio door opening. With her pulse pounding in her throat, she jumped out of bed ran to the bedroom door and locked it. But how much good would that do her? The person could break down the door and she would be left at his or her mercy. She prayed for Asher to show up.She was about to call the police when she heard footsteps coming down the hall. Heavy footsteps. A man's footsteps. Then someone tried to turn the knob on the bedroom door and, after discovering it was locked, started kicking the door. Kimberly almost screamed.She was dressed only in the long T-shirt she'd worn to bed. She opened her back door and ran to the balcony. She had no where to go. She couldn't possibly jump down be
She made a small needy sound as she drank in the heady taste of the man who held her so firmly in his arms. She clung to him while he angled his head, first one way and then the other, as though he were greedy to experience her every way he could—and greedy to take the kiss to levels she'd never thought possible in mouth-to-mouth contact.But it wasn't enough. Not for her. And apparently not for him, either. She felt one of his large hands slide down to her hips and slip under the hem of her T-shirt to pull her lower body in against his erection, as though he were desperate to satisfy his craving for intimate contact with her.The other hand flattened against her back, pressing her breasts against his chest. She had never lost her head with a man—always been cautious in her relationships... But she did with Asher.. Totally lost every thought when she was with him. She had never been as hot and needy as she was now. Really, she had been hot and needy
"Pack some clothes." he said"Everything?" Kimberly asked."No not everything. Just enough for a few days." he replied. "I can send someone here if you need more stuff or we can just get you new ones""And what about my job?" she asked. "I just got back. Am I just going to abandon it again?""Yes." he replied. "You life is more important right now. We can call your dad and Phoebe tomorrow and tell them everything. I'm sure your dad can handle your office for now""Where are we going?" Kimberly asked."Back to the safe house" he said. "But for tonight, we will stay at a hotel"He looked at his watch. Kimberly stared at him. She didn't want to be locked in a hotel room with Asher Adams. The idea seemed much too intimate. But what he was saying made sense. They couldn't stay here. Asher left the room to give her some privacy.
She'd sentenced herself to lying here for the rest of the night, hot and needy and obsessing about whether she was the only one suffering. But some time during the next hour, she drifted off to sleep. And some time later, a low, choking sound woke her again.Alarmed by the sound of distress, Kimberly pressed her back against the mattress, trying to figure out where she was and why.It was dark, with only a narrow shaft of light coming in between the curtains, and it took a moment for her fogged brain to remember that she was in a hotel room bed—and why there was a man lying next to her.His body jerked, and she shifted toward him. "Asher?" she called softly.He didn't answer. He appeared to be asleep. But his head moved from side to side on the pillow, and she knew that he was in the grip of a nightmare. She knew because she'd been there."It's all right. Asher, wake up." she said.
In the darkness of the hotel bedroom, Kimberly's role had seemed clear. In the morning she wasn't quite so certain of where she stood with Asher—or where she wanted to stand.She was pretending to be asleep when she felt the mattress shift. Through slitted eyes, she saw him stand beside the bed, then walk rapidly to the bathroom. Through the closed door, she heard him getting dressed. Then he vacated the bathroom and exited the room—she assumed to give her some privacy while she got up.She wanted to tell him that they should just act normally. But she was too unsettled to know what normal was. So she focused on the simple task of getting dressed.She had just emerged from the bathroom when he came back into the room and closed the door, so she knew he must have been waiting right outside."Hi," she said. "Good morning"He shifted his weight from one foot to the
Asher chuckled and looked down at his feet, not sure of what to say. When his eyes met hers again, she wasn't sure of what she saw in them.... Regret maybe?"I'm sorry" Asher said. "I admit I was a real jerk... I judged you too fast...I don't know why" he breathed deeply before he continued. "Plus I wasn't ready for the attraction I felt towards you. I felt like I had to fight it.""What?" Kimberly said, almost not believing what he had just said.He shrugged. "I didn't have a liking problem with you, I think I just liked you way too much... And I know I shouldn't have" Asher said. He faced her then. "I'm so sorry about the way I acted"Kimberly didn't know what to say, what to think. She took a step towards him. "You can't like me" she said. "I mean... Maybe you don't hate me or think I'm useless, but like? Not possible"He shoved his hands in his pockets
He took her hand in his and squeezed her fingers. "Kimberly, are you telling the truth? Do you really love me? Because if you don't, I can't make it. You are my world. This is killing me"She leaned forward and pulled him close. Then he was on the bed and they were kissing as if they had a lifetime to make up for."Of course I love you" she wispererd as she pressed her mouth against his lips, his cheeks, his chin. "I have been calling every week, trying to tell you""I know. James recorded the calls and forwarded them to me. I couldn't stand listening to them and I couldn't stop playing them over and over. I needed it all to me true, even as I told myself it couldn't be""Stubborn man" she said contentedly. "Do you believe me now?""I have to. I need to be with you" he touched her face. "I believe you. I love, Kimberly. I don't deserve you and you can do a hell of a lot bette
It was nearly nine when she picked up her phone to make her weekly call to James. She had gotten in the habit of calling him at night, so that when they finished she could curl up in bed and pretend that Asher had heard every word. That he cared about her and that it was killing him to be so far away from her.At what point did she let go? She wondered. Asher had been concerned that her feelings weren't real, that they were only circumstances. How could she prove otherwise to a man who refused to speak with her or see her? Was he really trying to give her space he thought she needed or did he not care about her? Was her love one sided?Six months, she told herself. She would give him the six months he had offered her. On that date, she would call for the last time. She would also tell James about the baby. She had hoped to tell Asher herself, but if he refused to talk to her, there was little she could do."But that is n
He stepped back and studied her, then rubbed his thumb against her cheek. "My beautiful baby girl. What did he do to you?" he asked.She covered her hand with his. "Not so much as you would think" she replied."But what he did to you. I can't believe that he kidnapped you. Yet it's all true. He is in jail, you know. As are the people who worked for him."Kimberly led the way to the sofa and set next to her father. "It's a lot to take in" she said."Too much. He fooled us all" His mouth twisted. "I'm so sorry you tried to explain to me on the phone and I wasn't listening." He pulled her close. "I will never forgive myself for that""You can't blame yourself, dad" Kimberly said. "He was your close friend, for God knows how long. I understand if you couldn't believe it at first"Her father grimaced. "That's still not enough reason. I just hope you know just how sorry I am a
"Asher, I...." she began.He pressed his fingers to her mouth. "Don't say anything, Kimberly. You don't have to""Yes, I do" Kimberly said. "You saved me... Again. Not just from Christopher. But you showed me that I was tough and capable""You always knew that. You always have been" Asher replied."Maybe, but I never had to prove it before" She shrugged. "I shot you""Good for you. You did what you had to in order to survive.. To save your father""Oh right. I ran straight to the enemy""You didn't know that. The point is you needed to escape from me and you did" he said.His casual acceptance of her actions made her heart sick. "I should have trusted you""We have been over that" he leaned close and kissed her forehead. "The reality of all this is you haven't even known me for long. In a dangerous situation, everything is heightene
"I will get you, you bitch!" Christopher screamed at Kimberly. His face turned red and his eyes seemed to bug out. "This is all your fault. I will get you, and when I do, I will make you wish you were dead. You hear me?"The last of her reserves faded. At that moment, Kimberly couldn't take one more thing. She felt weak. She handed the phone to Asher."Talk to my dad. Maybe you can make him understand. He's not listening to me" she said.Then she grabbed for a chair as her legs gave out and she fainted.------------------------Kimberly finished packing her clothes. She had already put her laptop in it's case and cleared out the bathroom. There wasn't all that much left to do, which meant she had no excuse to linger. But she desperately wanted to see Asher before she left.James had said something about him dropping by, but he hadn't been specific. Kimberly had a feeling that if she
She was living on borrowed time, as well but somehow that mattered less. If he killed her this second, she would have only two regrets. First, that she wouldn't be around to help those adorable kids anymore, and second, that Asher would always believe that she hadn't trusted him or cared for him at all.----------------------------Kimberly rode the elevator in silence, then stepped out in the elegant foyer and asked for Damon Forbes."I'm sorry" the lady they spoke to told her. "Mr Forbes is on vacation. Did you have an appointment?"Kimberly turned to Christopher. "Did you make an appointment?" she asked him.He nodded. "Paul Nelson is handling the transaction""Then Mr Nelson" Kimberly said."Of course. I will tell him you are here" she waited politely for their names.Christopher put his arm around Kimbe
"You bastard" Kimberly said. "He thought you were his friend. He trusted you. Why would you do something like this to him?"He ignored her questions. "I want you to change your clothes" he said as he walked back to the door. "You will have to eat too. No fainting. In fact, nothing out of the ordinary"She waited, knowing he was finally going to tell her what this was all about. And then, before he could speak, she understood."You need money." she breathed. "You were after the ransom money from my kidnap. Only that plan didn't work out so well for you""Smart girl" Christopher said grinning."You could have just asked for help" Kimberly said. "You didn't have to do all this""Shut up" he shouted. "I don't have to explain my actions to you. That's the thing with you and your father. Feeling and acting like gods. Now, I decided to go another way. We
Kimberly drank some water from the faucet and returned to the bed. Asher would probably have recovered from the sedative, but that wasn't going to be much help to her. Sure, he could trace her to the hospital, but then what?Alex was probably going to kill after getting what he wanted from her. She accepted that. If not today, then soon. The thought of death scared her, but that really made her want to pound her hands against the walls and scream was the thought that Asher would never know she was sorry to have misjudged him. He would live the rest of her life aware that in the heat of the moment, she hadn't trusted him."I was a fool" she whispered into the silence. "I should have trusted him. I should have remembered that that Alex would do anything to lure me out. I should have known you were on my side"Worse, she should have listened to her heart. Over the past couple of days, she had been feeling things for A
The shot was quieter than she would have thought. The sedative struck him in the upper left part of his chest, close to his shoulder. Her eyes flickered open then closed. She waited five seconds before shaking him."Asher" she yelled. "Can you hear me?"He didn't budge. She dropped the gun onto the floor and ran for the garage.She was nearly halfway across the cement floor before the computerized voice warned her that she had violated her authorized perimeter. The shrill siren began as she started the car engine. She started to back out before the garage doors had fully opened, and there was an ugly scraping sound, barely audible over the pulsing alarm.Kimberly turned on the lights of the car and drove down the street. Not long now, she told herself over and over again in a litany of prayer. I will be there, daddy. Just hang on for meTears threatened, but she willed them away.