Dangerous Temptations

By: Brooke Cumberland



“Okay, I’m just going to…say bye, I guess? I don’t know,” I said, stumbling over my thoughts.

She laughed. “New to the one-night stand morning after, are you?” she teased. “Just make it quick.” I nodded in response, just wanting to get this over with.

She went into the hall as I searched the other room. I was surprised to find him behind a desk in reading glasses with his tablet in hand. He went from sexy-as-sin man candy to something else completely. He looked edible. He was fine as hell as he simply worked on something.

I inhaled deeply as I stepped in, smiling weakly as his head tilted up. Our eyes locked, and the energy between us was palpable and electric. I needed to get out of here as fast as possible or I’d end up making another wrong decision.

“I’m on my way out…” I began slowly, unsure of what else to say. “Thanks for breakfast.”

He laughed easily as he stood up. His easy-going nature was evident in his body language as he walked toward me. “You’re welcome, Mac. I don’t normally ravish women and then leave them to starve.” He stopped and stood right in front of me. Butterflies took over my stomach at the nearness of his body. I could feel my cheeks heating, or perhaps it was my entire body. My body’s response to him was uncanny. The tension was so thick, I was afraid to move.

I tried to stay focused on his chest, but as soon as he spoke again, they slowly moved up to meet his intense stare. “It was a pleasure meeting you, Mac.” He rubbed the pad of his thumb on the smoothness of my cheek. My body relaxed into his hand as his voice serenaded me. “Any chance we can meet up again?” I could see the hopefulness in his eyes. His pleading eyes were now warm, begging me to say what he wanted to hear. “No alcohol though. I’d like you to remember it next time.” He winked playfully.

But I couldn’t.

This could never happen again.

I swallowed, standing up straighter so his hand was no longer touching me. I needed to focus, and I couldn’t with his hand on me.

“I’m sorry, Alex,” was all I said, backing up toward the hall and shaking my head. I pursed my lips together and looked down at the ground as I walked out of his view.

I walked toward the door where Staci was anxiously waiting for me. She widened her eyes at me, silently asking me if I was ready. I nodded back in response, needing to get the hell out of there. Staci opened the door, walked out, and looked both ways to make sure no one else was around. “It’s clear.”

I gripped the door to exit just as I heard my name from behind me. “Mac…”

I instinctively whirled around to Alex making his way toward me. Before I could move, or even respond, he had both of his hands on my face pressing his lips to mine. My body gave in, syncing my lips with his, moving in rhythm as we let the kiss say what we were thinking.

I sunk into him, gripping his shirt in my fists, pushing him even closer to me. A moan escaped my lips as he slowed the pace, but he pressed lingering kisses on my mouth just before releasing completely. I swallowed, keeping my eyes sealed shut. I could feel him hot against my skin. We panted in sync as we caught our breath.

He removed his hands and backed up slightly. I opened my eyes and licked my lips, already missing the taste of him, which was a really, really bad thing to be missing.

He took my hand and pushed something into it, squeezing it once before letting go. He brushed a hand through his hair, keeping his eyes locked on mine as he walked backward and finally turned away, walking back to the room where I had found him.

“Holy fuck…” Staci gasped from behind me.

I spun around, my eyes wide and shocked at what had just happened. “We have to go,” I said rushed. I grabbed the shades from my shirt and put them over my eyes as we walked to the elevator.

My hand was still clutching with whatever he had handed me. Once we were secure in the elevator, I opened up my hand and found a small ripped piece of paper.

In case you change your mind… 555-1026.

Written underneath was I’m really hoping you do, Mac. Give me a chance to remind you…

Fuck.

“Looks like lover boy wants another night.” I could hear the amusement in her voice. Shit. This was so bad. So, so bad.

“Okay…” I pressed the emergency stop on the panel and turned toward her. “You have ten seconds. Let it all out.” I stood with my arms crossed, urging her to get it out of her system.

“Mac…I love you. I’m just messing with you.”

“No, c’mon. I deserve it. Yell at me. Tease me. Make fun of me. Something!” I released my arms and threw them up. “Someone needs to yell at me.”

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