MichaelI gathered my things and just before closing the door, my office phone rang. Only a few people had the direct line. Since Sandra would have told me if someone was calling, it had to be Frederick or Demetri.I sighed. I didn’t have time for them, but I also couldn’t refuse the phone call. Either of them would find a way to contact me if my office line wasn’t picked up. Since the issue with Sal, I rarely took those phone calls in the car anymore. Constantine never spoke a word to anyone about what he heard or saw while driving, but I couldn’t be too careful. Roping him in wouldn’t help either of us.I dropped my briefcase on one of the chairs and placed my winter coat on top of it.I lifted the receiver and spoke into the phone, “Hello?”“Michael,” Rainey’s voice sang in my ear.“Rainey?” I asked. I hadn’t bothered to think of her calling me. Did she want the job back? But she didn’t sound happy about anything at that moment. In fact, she seemed pissed.“I found the extra money,
RaineyThe entire weekend, I thought about Michael. More than usual. After our little tryst, each time his eyes pierced my memory, shivers moved up and down my body as I thought of our time together in Frederick’s office. I had no idea what came over me, but it was the hottest sex I’d ever had. Michael brought out some primal side of me that both terrified and turned me on. Why was I such a sucker for him? We trod down the same path that Killian and I had been on for a long time, yet I would never say they were the same man. Sure, Michael had a selfish streak, and he could be stubborn as hell, but he never treated me like Killian did. He encouraged me to use my mind, even when I disagreed with him.I wished he never became involved with the mob. Even though I had no idea what circumstances in his life led him to that connection, was it fair of me to judge him? He continuously reminded me that everything would be okay. I was safe. Could I really open my heart up again to someone who mi
RaineyThe sliding door from the other room caught my attention. I placed my phone on the desk and left my bedroom. If he called back, he’d go straight to voicemail.“Good morning, Rainey,” Mom said, closing the door. She shivered and rubbed her hands over her arms. “It is bitter cold today.”“Do you want some tea?” I asked, grabbing for the box of tea bags. I knew she wanted it, asking was a formality.“That would be great,” she said.I heated up the kettle and stood by the sink, unable to stop thinking of Michael.“How’s the job hunt going?” she asked.“It’s going,” I said. With the distractions this morning, I barely had a chance to email my resume anywhere.“Is everything alright?” Mom asked, appearing at my side.“Yeah,” I said.She pressed her finger to the corner of my mouth. “You don’t look it.”I turned my head away. I wanted to share the conversation with Michael. I had a feeling she was always on his side, but I was desperate to talk about it with someone. And I doubted Tes
MichaelIf it weren’t freezing outside, I would have walked to work. I woke that morning with so much energy that even after running on the treadmill for forty minutes, it still coursed through my veins.Today was the day that would set the tone for the rest of Rainey and my relationship. I promised to keep it professional, at least until she was comfortable again. There was no denying the spark we had. Even though she’d omitted a huge part of her life, I finally understood why. And I’d spend each day reminding her that I would protect her and her family no matter what. My relationship with Demetri had rarely brought danger to my front door. My ability to build my business and my face in the newspapers at charity events steered away most danger. Hiding in plain sight kept me out of harm's way for most of my life since knowing Demetri. If I disappeared, a larger investigation would take place, and no enemy of Demetri would want to risk their organization to take me out.After showering
Michael“Yes, I—” my cell phone interrupted the next words out of my mouth.I glanced at the screen, and it was Natalia. “One second,” I said to Rainey. If there was something wrong with Frederick, I didn’t want to waste a moment until I answered her.Rainey looked down at her notebook and started to scribble something down. Though her eyes lifted ever so slightly, looking in my direction.“Natalia,” I said into the phone.Rainey flinched ever so slightly.Interesting…Rainey wanted to keep things professional, but me talking to another woman appeared to bother her. I wanted to test her and see if she could keep our relationship strictly professional. Every time Natalia came into the conversation, Rainey never believed me when I said she was just a friend. It was something that shouldn’t have bothered a co-worker, but for someone who was interested in me, it did.“Hi, Michael,” she purred over the line. After Rainey’s assessment of Natalia’s overly flirty nature, I could see why someo
RaineyI had no reason to be annoyed about Michael’s conversation with his “friend” Natalia. Even though she was a gorgeous and apparently wealthy woman, who fawned over Michael whenever she could, I wanted nothing to do with him outside of a professional relationship. I had to keep reminding myself of that each time I remembered how Michael had smiled and flirted with her over the phone the other day. Since then, he hadn’t spoken to her at work, but I couldn’t help how it bothered me!I knew he liked me, that was apparent from the other day, but the way I spurned him might have thrown him into another woman’s arms. He was giving me everything I wanted: the space I needed, yet I continued to feel like a jealous ex-girlfriend.What the hell was wrong with me?When I found my mind wandering back to him, I dug myself deeper into my work. For two days, I caught up with the assignments I missed and reviewed the documents for the Christmas charity, going over each detail and setting up the
RaineyI couldn’t wait for the week to be over. After looking at dozens of properties for Michael, I narrowed it down to five for him to choose between. I couldn’t help the images from flitting through my mind about Michael and his new gorgeous girlfriend laying out on a private beach or under a cabana together. The views from the properties were out of this world, and I wondered how good it must feel to have enough money to do something like that without even batting an eyelash.I priced out several different locations for variety as I knew he liked having choices. I wouldn’t put it past him to pick more than one property.I hoped my involvement with the project was over. I didn’t need to feed the overwhelming and irrational thoughts in my head about Michael and his girlfriend.The money still hadn’t come out of my account that I returned to Michael. So I was going to wait another week before breaching that topic again.But it appeared that he never took me off the payroll, so my dir
MichaelIt was a little over a week after Rainey came back to work for me and it was almost as if nothing intimate ever happened between us. Though, since the weekend, Rainey had turned into a different person. At least it seemed so by the outfits she wore. Monday it was a one piece pants suit, I believed the girls called them rompers. It was black and flowy, but the neckline was deeper than she normally wore. It was still work-appropriate, so I didn’t think anything of it.Tuesday was a step up, at least for me. A tight, long sleeved, cream-colored dress. Again the neckline was lower than I’d ever seen Rainey wear before. A black belt cinched at the waist accentuated her thin frame. More than once, I found myself staring at her when she walked down the hallway.This morning was the kicker. A black midriff sweater with a black leather pencil skirt. When she arrived that morning, she exchanged her boots for gray stiletto heels. The shoes shaped her calf muscles and gave her a tremendou