Ensnared (The Accidental Billionaires #1)(62)

Had I looked closely when I’d first seen him in the office, I would have noticed that he had lost some weight, and he hadn’t had the energy he usually did. But I’d been so busy worrying about him finding out that I was a fraud that I hadn’t been really looking at him.

Once I had discovered that he’d been in the hospital, he hadn’t looked so good.

I brought breakfast every morning, and made sure he ate lunch. As the days passed, we frequented better and better restaurants, most of them his eateries, for lunch.

He was fully recovered now, and probably had been for at least a week. But I still found myself looking forward to seeing him every single morning.

Our days were productive, and I’d gotten to the point where I could preview some of the proposals he had stacked up on his desk. If they were definitely duds, I could save him time by pointing out why they weren’t going to work, and I could toss him the ones that were questionable.

All in all, I was learning fast and getting more comfortable in my business suits. Well, maybe I wasn’t literally used to my wardrobe, but I was starting to feel more like a businesswoman.

“Good morning, Alice,” I said happily as I came through the door to the outer offices.

The gray-haired woman smiled. “Good morning, Ms. Sinclair.”

“Cheese omelet with a bagel, cream cheese on the side,” I informed her as I put the boxed breakfast on her desk. “And when are you going to call me Jade?”

Alice and I had struck up a friendship while I’d been working with Eli, but I still hadn’t been able to get her to stop being so formal.

“Probably about the same time that I refer to Mr. Stone by his first name. It’s been years, so stop trying to teach an old woman new tricks,” she advised.

I laughed, and picked up one of the many magazines on her desk. “What’s all this?”

“New magazines,” she answered. “It was the strangest thing. Mr. Stone asked me to change our subscriptions right after your first visit here.”

I rummaged through the magazines, trying not to mess them up.

Time.

Rolling Stone.

National Geographic.

Wired.

The Economist.

The Atlantic.

Harper’s.

There wasn’t one single fluffy women’s magazine in the bunch. “Oh, my God.” I let out a silly giggle that I’d never heard come from my lips before. I couldn’t believe that Eli had actually taken my advice on reading material in his waiting room.

“What’s the matter?” Alice asked.

“Not a thing,” I answered with a smile on my face. “Is Eli already in?”

She nodded. “He just got in a few minutes ago.”

I juggled my boxes and moved forward, not arguing when Alice got up to open his office door for me.

“Good morning,” I said to Eli as I carried the boxes to his desk.

“You could have called me down to help you,” he grumbled as he stood up. “And it is a good morning now.”

Just like I’d been doing for the last two weeks, I pretty much ignored his compliment, and wondered how much longer I could play the good intern.

I’d put myself in a dangerous situation by accepting the relationship. But I wasn’t sure if I could keep pretending that I wasn’t crazy in love with the CEO.

Eli had retreated to wash his hands, and I took the food out of its protective container.

I bent and stretched across the desk to put Eli’s stuff on his side of the desk.

I squeaked as a strong body slammed into me from the back. Eli covered my hands with his, his front plastered against my back as he growled, “If you bend over my desk one more fucking time, I’m not responsible for what happens after that.”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Unfortunately, all I could smell was Eli’s masculine scent.

“Does it bother you?” I asked.

I wasn’t about to shy away from him. My whole objective had been to get him to notice me and realize that he cared. Lately, I’d come to the conclusion that I was just like one of the pathetic women in the magazines who wants to catch a man she can’t have, and who doesn’t want her.

“Hell, yes, it bothers me,” he said in a husky voice next to my ear. “You bother me, Butterfly. Do you know how damn hard it’s been not to bend you over my desk and make my dick happier than it’s ever been? You have the most gorgeous ass I’ve ever seen.”

Everything inside me wanted to give in, but as I contemplated how I’d feel later if I let him fuck me, my stomach got tied up in knots.

I wanted him desperately.

But I knew I deserved more.

“Let go,” I requested as I pushed back against his chest. “I don’t want this, Eli.”

He backed away immediately.

“I can’t do this anymore,” I told him as I turned to get my purse. “I have to go.”

Even though my heart was breaking, I knew I needed to finally find the strength to walk away.

It wasn’t fair to ask him to change, and I’d known the arrangement going in . . . sex only, with no commitments.

It wasn’t his fault that I needed more.

“Jade, wait. We need to talk. Listen to me—”

“No,” I interrupted. “You listen to me.”