Executive Desires (The Blake Boys Book 10) (11 page)

Hours later he felt the covers moving as she sneaked out of bed. He lay still for a moment to see if she’d try to wake him this time, but when she didn’t, he jumped out of bed and followed her.

“Hey, wait a minute.” He couldn’t let her leave like this. He needed to get something off his chest.

She turned to him, but didn’t speak.

“Before you go, I have something to tell you. I don’t know about you, but this bizarre relationship we’re having is driving me crazy. I can’t concentrate on work because I’m so wound up, waiting for the night like I’m a damn vampire. Because that’s when I have the most fun. The sex has been phenomenal, but there’s more to it. I need more.”

She stepped up to him and ran her hand over his cheek.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life, but you’re more than that. You’re smart and pretty and have a great sense of humor. Believe it or not, I haven’t laughed so much in my entire life since I met you. It’s been fun and exciting, partly because I’m falling in—”

She placed her hands on his shoulders and kissed him. It was a tender kiss at first, and it felt a hell of a lot like rejection, but then she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened it, conveying the passion that had been brewing between them for months. He lifted her off her feet and held her in a tight embrace. When they finally separated, he felt like they’d just had a three-hour conversation.

She caressed his face, then without a word, turned to go. He watched as she opened the door to her apartment. She smiled and waved to him before she closed it.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Bo started his workday at the office by asking Channing for a favor. He decided he was going to have the ever-important chat tonight with Summer, but he needed to do it with Wyatt out of the condo. Channing happily offered to invite Wyatt to dinner with him and Cassidy so Bo could have some time to set his scene. Once that was settled, he got back to work and focused on the upcoming business trip with J.J. He was so engrossed in going over the details of their trip that he jolted when the office phone rang. It was Anna Beth calling to say one of the Waverly sisters was there to visit him.

When he got to the reception area, he was relieved that he knew immediately who it was.

“Autumn, how nice to see you.” Bo kissed her on the cheek.

“I’m sorry to just drop by like this. You can’t get away from me at home, now I’m at your work.” She smiled.

“I look forward to seeing you, no matter where you pop up.”

She scrunched her nose. “That’s what I like about you. You always know what to say.”

Bo turned to see Anna Beth hunkered down in her seat, sipping on the contents of her coffee mug like she was watching a movie.

Bo cleared his throat. “Anna Beth, can you hold my calls?”

“Sure thing.” She grinned.

He knew the second he turned his back she was going to alert J.J. and Channing. It was amazing they got anything done in that office.

Bo nervously chatted with Autumn about some of the artwork as they made their way down the corridor to his office. Once there, he offered her something to drink, then took a seat on the leather couch. “Is everything OK?”

She nodded. “As you’ve witnessed, I can get pretty animated in a crisis.”

He remembered the way she panicked when Summer was choking.

“Well, we can’t all be calm and collected in an emergency. You feel things quickly, so you react externally. No biggie.”

“You have excellent analytical skills. The only other person who understands me like you do is Summer. She’s been explaining my behavior to me since we were born. It’s nice to have someone in your life who gets you. I’m afraid I’ll never find another person who can do that with me. I guess that’s why we stick together.” She sighed.

“I think you enjoy each other’s company. You know how many people would kill to have a twin? It must be mind blowing to have a 3D version of yourself looking back at you,” he mused.

“But we’re different.” She bit her lip.

“Of course you are. But your differences complement each other.”

“Good, because I hope you know she’s the one you’re in love with.”

Ah, so this is why she was here. The sisters must have discussed his interrupted declaration of his feelings.

“Yes, I do. I think I fell in love with her that night she coughed up that Brussels sprout. How’s that for romantic?” He laughed.

“I know it’s meddling, but I felt like you had to know that before you went any further. I told Summer you weren’t going to leave it be. I don’t want my sister to get hurt, so I wanted to talk just in case. She seems tough, but on the inside she’s just a sweet person who hasn’t had much love in her life.”

“I understand. I confess for a long time I couldn’t tell the two of you apart. But that was by design, right?” Bo gave her a knowing look. He’d come to the conclusion after the lusty haze cleared from his eyes that maybe the sisters were doing it on purpose. He wasn’t supposed to learn their differences for a reason.

“I’m afraid we played an unintentional trick on you, but it was cruel just the same. We haven’t done the ‘which twin is which’ act since we were kids. It was easy because you met us on the same day.” She flashed a cheesy grin. “We’re normally more mature than that.”

He smiled. “It was fun getting relentless attention from two gorgeous women. But only one of them makes my heart beat out of my chest.”

“Good. When we got to know you, I knew you and Summer were two nerdy soul mates.”

“I intend on laying it all on the table tonight. Wyatt’s going to be out.”

“Great. I’m going out of town on business.” She lunged at him and gave him a tight hug. “Good luck.”

* * *

Summer didn’t know why she suddenly had a case of the jitters. She’d knocked on Bo’s door hundreds of times since moving across the hall. She’d been pacing in her foyer since she’d seen him through the peephole going into his condo. She’d been reduced to stalking the man. But what else could she do since he’d all but disappeared? Autumn was out of town on business, so there was no buffer. He’d had something important to say to her the other night; hopefully those tender, heartfelt words were still on his lips.

She bolted out of her place and knocked on the door before she lost her nerve. He answered wearing workout clothes and dripping with sweat.

“Hey.” Summer bit her lip.

“Hey. What’s up?”

“Autumn is out of town on business so I thought I’d order takeout and you could demo Corporate Hijack. I’d love to hear your thoughts. There’s a new Chinese restaurant that opened down the street. Here’s the menu.” She handed it to him.

“I was going to stop by after my workout. We need to talk.” Bo wiped his face with his shirt revealing washboard abs.

“What are you in the mood for?” Summer stammered.

“How about a sampler’s feast? I have to take a quick shower and change.”

“OK. I’ll be waiting.”

Bo headed to the shower delighted that half of his plan to confront Summer tonight was already in motion. He’d thought a workout would help clear his head so he’d know what to say. His heart had skipped a beat when she’d opened the door. After mulling over what to wear, he dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of jeans and went through painstaking lengths to get his hair under control. Then he went across the hall to her place.

“Perfect timing. They dropped off the food five minutes ago.” She placed plates on the coffee table.

He smiled. “Don’t you love it when things fall into place?”

“I hope you don’t mind, but I’d like to pick your brain some more about Corporate Hijack. So far there are twenty levels, and I was thinking the mastermind villain wouldn’t be revealed until level eighteen or so.” She took a seat on a cushion on the floor and grinned sheepishly. “I don’t mean to be rambling. How’s work? You’ve been pretty busy.”

“No, work is fine. It’s what I’ve been doing in my off time that had me perplexed.” He took a seat too.

“Well, let’s get some grub in you and see if we can work the problem out.” She opened the container of egg foo yong.

“I want to talk about it now.” Bo took her hand. “How long are we going to keep playing this game?”

“Corporate Hijack should be finished in a few weeks.” She pulled her hand away. “I’m sorry if I keep bugging you. I thought we were having fun.”

“We are having fun, and I’m not talking about the video game. I’m talking you tiptoeing over to my place when you feel like it and making love to me. And don’t say it’s not you because I now know the difference between the two of you.”

“I guess you’re disappointed.” She bit her lip.

He gave her a curious look. “Why would I be disappointed?”

Summer stood up. “I know you want Autumn. It’s obvious by the way you stare at her. But you’re not the first. Everyone always wants her. She’s fun, sexy, polished and I don’t think she’s worn sneakers in five years. I’m the identical shadow in the backdrop that fills in the blanks of her personality.”

“That’s not true. I look at you the same way, you just don’t want to believe it.” Bo stood and grasped her arms.

“The other night when you were saying those beautiful things to me, I thought it would cruel for both of us if you said it to the wrong twin.”

“You didn’t let me finish. Your name was on my lips, like it’s always been. What do I have to do to prove to you that I want you? Stop hiding behind your sister. It’s about you owning up to what you feel for me. I love you. The question is, do you love me?” He took her hands.

“Yes, I love you too.” She sniffed. “But I have a confession to make. I have no idea how to have a relationship. I’ve lived in my head all my life.”

“Guess what? So have I. My recent transformation notwithstanding, being in love is kind of new to me too. I had a few near misses, but turns out they weren’t right for me. But the hardest part was putting my heart out there, hoping no one would step on it.”

She smiled. “If you give it to me, I will hold it with gentle, steady hands.”

“I know you will.” Bo slid his arms around her and kissed her.

“So we’re going to give this a try?”

“I challenged you to Ballerina Battle and made a complete fool of myself. I don’t humiliate myself for just anybody. I love cooking for you because we have such great conversations. The intimacy we share when you come over in the middle of the night haunted my days.”

“Who wouldn’t love a guy who can recite the elemental table like he does the alphabet?” She sighed.

“So that nerdy stuff turns you on?”

She waggled her eyebrows. “You have no idea.”

“Did you know that summer was my favorite time of year?” Bo kissed her lips and backed her toward the couch.

“You used that line on Autumn when we met.” She put her hand on her hip.

“That was to get back at you for insinuating I couldn’t lift a couch.” He laughed. “Speaking of couches. We’ve had fun on mine. Let’s christen yours.”

Bo smothered her with a kiss and eased her backward until her legs bumped the couch and he followed her fall, toppling onto to her. Summer grabbed at his T-shirt and pulled it over his head as he carefully positioned himself between her legs. He placed a trail of wet kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, and continued south until he’d finally reached his goal, the soft mounds of flesh being held captive by a white satin bra. It seemed more like a nuisance than pretty dressing designed to keep her ample cleavage in place. Every inch of her was gorgeous, her skin was so smooth and soft and he intended, by the night’s end, to explore every inch of it. There was no mistaking it was Summer.
His Summer.
Bo continued his journey down her stomach and heard her gasp when he pulled at the waistband of her matching white panties with his teeth. He looked up to see her looking at him with those pretty eyes that always seemed to be looking through to his soul.

Bo stood up and removed a condom from his jeans pocket and kicked them to the side. With lightening precision he sheathed himself and returned to his business of trailing kisses down her thigh while liberating her from her lace chastity belt. He kissed back up the other thigh and gently pushed her thigh to the side, then he felt her tug his hair, but it was too late. His tongue had already landed on its intended target and all he could hear was her ragged breaths while he worked his magic. The sounds of Summer calling his name as he rose up and entered her sounded like a symphony. Her fingertips were like feathers on his back as she worked her way down to his ass and gave him a good squeeze. He increased his thrusts and soon began to feel that wonderful anxiety anticipation well up inside of him. When she finally gave in to the overwhelming feeling rising within her, she said his name one last time at a fever pitch, and he let himself explode with her.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Bo decided to stop at his dad’s place before his meeting with John Jacob. Bo Senior was an early riser, so it was odd that he wasn’t in the kitchen eating oatmeal. There were wine glasses on the coffee table and dishes in the sink.

“Dad, did you have a late night? You’re usually not this messy,” Bo called out. When he didn’t get an answer, he walked toward his father’s bedroom. He opened the door to find clothes strewn about on the floor.

“Dad, are you OK?” Bo called out again.

“Boy, don’t you know how to knock?” Bo Senior pulled back the covers.

Bo Senior wasn’t alone. He had a lady friend over and the worst part was that it was his mother entangled in the sheets with his dad.

Evangeline moved a strand of hair out of her eyes and pulled the covers up to her chin. “Hi, Bo. How was your talk with Summer?”

“Fine,” he stammered. “What’s going on?”

“We had that talk when you were ten.” Bo Senior chuckled.

“Mom, what are you doing here?”

“I was anxious to find out how it went with Summer, so I thought I’d come to town. I called your daddy and we got to talking and he invited me over for dinner.”