when I lay against him. That made my heart speed up for some reason.
"Cain," he announced into the phone, not giving away the fact he was lounging on my settee with my body pressed hard up against his. He sounded professional and one hundred percent on the job.
"Good to know," he added, after whoever was on the other end had said their piece. "Hear from you in the morning then," he concluded and swiped the screen to end the call.
He returned the phone to the table and turned to look at me. I waited patiently for him to convey whatever message the caller had left.
"Eric," he explained. "McLaren's been arrested. Nick's got an early morning breakfast meeting scheduled with King tomorrow. We're still on lock-down until Nick gives the OK."
"Oh," I said softly. My mind racing to catch up with my hormones, which were already on board with one more night in Jason's arms. "So...?" I began.
"So," he finished for me. Then added with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "I'm not sleeping on the couch again tonight."
"I thought you didn't sleep," I pointed out, my heart pumping in my chest.
"I didn't last night. King could have made a move. He's unlikely to tonight with McLaren out of the way, but the lock-down's in effect until we can be certain he's appeased." He waited a beat, then said, "Not that I plan on doing much sleeping tonight either, but for entirely different reasons."
His voice had lowered on those last words sending a thrill of desire and anticipation through me.
"I thought you needed time to recover," I pointed out, playing devil's advocate in the steady and hungry looking gaze he had on me.
"I'm young and fit, Kate," Jason pointed out.
I didn't say anything in reply, I was too busy concentrating on breathing. If I lost track of that, I'd probably pass out. His hand slowly came up and brushed my hair off my face, then reached behind my head to slip the hair tie out. He ran his fingers through the strands distractedly for several seconds. I wasn't sure what the faraway look in his eyes meant. Was he having second thoughts? He was definitely thinking something through though. Some question or puzzle he needed to work out. I don't know if he solved it, but he came to a conclusion in the end, which brought his eyes back to mine.
He held my gaze for a moment and then said, "I'm going to ask you do something and I don't want you to think too much about it. I just want you to go with it. To let go of everything you believe you need to think about, and just do it. OK?"
I sucked in a shaky breath and just stared at him. What on earth could he ask me that he didn't want me to think about? What did it mean?
"I don't understand," I finally admitted.
"You don't need to," he shot back, a little more firmly than before. "You just need to trust me. To let me handle everything so you can simply enjoy."
And now my heart had reached an epic speed inside my chest, it almost ached with the pace it was keeping. My throat was dry and even though I couldn't breathe properly, what I was sucking in scraped over the roughness in my neck and made me want to lick my lips and swallow futilely to ease the sensation. I knew it would only make me cough, and right now I couldn't allow that sort of distraction. Jason was all my mind would let me deal with.
"O..OK," I stuttered instead, watching his lips tip up on the edges in a small smile. It wasn't so much as amused, I don't think, more like it was resigned. He wasn't making any sense at all.
"OK," he said softly though, still running a hand through my hair. "Go in to your bedroom, Kate," he instructed. "Strip out of the robe and lie down on top of the bed on your back."
What?
"Wait for me. Don't touch yourself. Don't move. I will come to you. Understand?"
No. Absolutely not.
He waited patiently for me to answer. His eyes never leaving mine. Like before, I felt as though there was more to the question than the word understand implied. A weight to his query that meant something I was still not
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