Misguided Heart (18 page)

“T
his is Shelby.”

“H
ey whore, it's your favorite person ever.” I laughed into the phone loudly.

“A
h, if it isn't my favorite slut. So you dirty skank, how was the rest of your weekend?”

“W
ell, I actually have some news for you and your gossipy ways.”

“I knew it, you slept with Sloan and Nole, at the same time. Am I right?”

“Ha ha, yes Shelby, you know me all too well.” We both started hysterically laughing. I slipped off my shoes, propping them up on my desk as I turned in my chair to stare out over the Phoenix skyline.

“N
o asshole, not exactly.”

“A
h, not exactly huh? Let me guess, Nole showed up, you almost slept with him but found yourself thinking about Sloan and his fine ass and then this morning Sloan had you pinned up against the walls? Did I get it right?”

Holy shit, how the hell did she know all of this? I mean, the thing with Sloan just happened. Man this bitch knew me too well.

“Um well, it went a little different than that, but basically, yes.”

“I knew it, you really
are a dirty little slut.” As usual, her laugh echoed through the receiver as I pulled it away from my ear.

“F
unny! Yes, Nole showed up at my house last night. We had a pretty heavy make out session, but I told him to go home and figure his shit out. I'm not touching that as long as he is still pining for his fiancé, or whatever she is now. As for Sloan, I held the elevator open for him. We literally said two words to each other before he was pulling the fire alarm knob and then he pinned me up against the wall, only to pull away seconds later and act like nothing happened. What the fuck am I supposed to do, Shelby?”

“I don't know exactly, but it sounds like you could finally start having some fun with that old rusty vagina of yours.”

“Well, you were the wrong person to call. I'm going to go now, I'll call ya at lunch.”

“W
ait, Aston calm down. I was just fucking with you. Jeez, you're too sensitive these days.”

“I
know you were messing around, Shelby. I really do have work to do today though. I'll call you at lunch and we can discuss girls' night out tonight. Oh yeah, and Annie's going to come with us too.”

I heard Shelby let out a
loud sigh. She has never done well with “sharing” me per se. “Alright, I guess so. Talk to you soon love.”

“K
, bye.”

I hung up the phone and went straight to work. I spent half of my morning sorting through and answering emails until my
fingertips hurt, when I finally went to reading through the stack of manuscripts on my desk.

I grabbed three or four
, and made my way over to the couch in the corner. I slipped my bare feet underneath me and sat back, ready to go to work. I must had been so engrossed in the novel I was reading, because I didn't even hear Annie come in to my office later that morning.

“M
s. Boyd I took the liberty of ordering you some Chinese. It should be here in about twenty minutes. Do you still want me to hold your calls?”

“Y
es Annie, and thank you. Just bring it in when it gets here and leave it on my desk.” I answered without looking up.

“O
kay.”

I heard the door to my office click shut and I let out a deep sigh as I set down the current
700-page novel I was reading. I reached my hands back around my neck and began rubbing small circles. My whole upper back and shoulders were so tight. I was beginning to think I needed a new mattress.

“Y
ou want me to do that for you?”

I literally jumped a foot off of the couch, landing on my bare feet. “Holy shit, you scared the shit out of me.”

“Nice mouth! Well at least from what I can remember.” Seriously? Was he seriously flirting with me now? Man this guy is either bi-polar or just really fucking good at getting what he wants.

“Can I help you M
r. Holden?

“A
h, so we're back to Mr. Holden, huh? Can't we just go back to you just calling me by my name and not my father’s?”

“U
m, no sorry. I think it's safer to stick with Mr. Holden.”

“W
ell it probably is, but you know, he is a married man.” He winked.

“H
a ha, very funny. How long have you been working on that one?”

“Oh M
s. Boyd, I love our little, bantering sessions lately. I have to say, they do make my day a little bit easier.”

Don't look at his eyes! Do not look at his eyes.

You stupid bitch
, you're looking at his eyes!

They
were more of a honey color today and just as mesmerizing as any other day. I wanted to run my tongue along his neck and chest, stopping at his nipples for just a minute and then continue on down his body. I wanted to take his long length into my-

“W
hat are you thinking about so
hard
over there?” He made sure to emphasize the word hard and I found myself looking down at what was now
hard
in his pants. “You know I'm sure that could be considered sexual harassment.” He let out a deep laugh.

“B
ut would you really turn me in, is the question?” I was flirting with my boss, at work. What was wrong with me? Something about him made me want to be naughty in any room we ended up being in together.

“D
efinitely not.” his breath was against my cheek and his hard on was pressed against my thigh. His hand came up slowly and tucked some stray strands of hair behind my ear. My eyes closed and I took in a deep cleansing breath, trying to regain my composure.

“Was there something you needed, M
r. Holden?”

“O
h there are plenty of things I
need
Ms. Boyd, the question is, are you willing to fulfill those needs?” His voice was doing things to my insides and I had to literally cross my legs, as I could feel the wetness pooling in my panties. I pulled back just a smidge, when his muscular arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back to him. I dared to look up and into his eyes yet again, when I could feel the soft skin of his protruding lip skim mine.

“I don't think this is a good idea,
Sloan.”

“There it is. She
can
use my first name.”

“Y
es, I can. I don't think we should be doing this.”

“A
nd why not?”

Just as I had the answer on the tip of
my
tongue,
his
was caressing my lower lip, pulling it in between his teeth and biting gently. All reservation and reason, flew out the window as I took his mouth to mine. I put everything behind that kiss, hoping that it would be enough to keep him away. I couldn't jeopardize my job for a guy, let alone my boss's son. This was bad, very bad. I pulled back, placing my palms against his chiseled chest. Oh that chest. I let my mind float back to the amazing first night at the hotel. I remembered every facet of his body. I knew what muscles tightened and even where certain muscles led.

Oh
this was bad news.

Sloan's lips were back on mine and I found myself not pulling away this time. When I heard a knock at my office door, I jumped back, straightening my dress for the second time
this morning. This man definitely had a way of ruffling my feathers. I just wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing at this point.

Sloan turned towards the window across the room, checking his hair in his reflection. I let out a small giggle as Annie's fiery red head popped through the crack.

“Lunch is here.”

“P
erfect, I'm famished. Bring it on in.”

I walked back b
ehind my desk and slipped my heels back on. I motioned for Annie to bring the food in and set it on my desk. I glanced over at Sloan but he was now typing away on his iPhone. I simply rolled my eyes and looked in Annie's direction. “Did you get anything for yourself?”

“Yes, M
s. Boyd. I hope that's okay.”

“O
f course it's okay Annie. Why don't you come in and eat with me. We can further discuss our plans for tonight.” I knew I had Sloan's attention then. He never looked up from his phone, but his fingers magically stopped typing. A small smile crept across my face, knowing that I could get to him. This so called impenetrable force of a man was weak to me and I was going to use it to my advantage.

“Mr
. Holden, if you don't mind, we are going to eat our lunch now. I assume, I will talk to you later?”

“Of course, Mr.
Boyd. Enjoy your lunch. You too Annie.”

With that he left my office, leaving Annie and I to our lunch. Oh this was going to be fun! I smiled
, knowing that I had no clue what I was getting myself in to.

Sloan

When I woke up this morning, I never thought I would be trying to take Aston in the elevator on our way up to the office. I surprised myself with that little stunt as well. This woman was making me do things I wouldn't normally do otherwise. For one reason or another, I found myself just needing to touch her, to feel her skin against mine, her lips against my lips. What the fuck was wrong with me?

M
an, she had smelled so fucking good this morning. When I got to my office, I couldn't think about anything else but her, and it wasn't even thoughts of fucking her. Although, I'm not going to lie, I had
those
thoughts too. I spent my entire morning making endless amounts of phone calls to authors and checking emails. On more than one occasion, I wanted to just burst into her office and take her there, right on top of her desk, papers be damned.

I know how hard Aston had worked to get where she was with my father
's company, and that's the only reason I left it alone. When it was nearing lunchtime, I wanted so badly to ask her to go to lunch with me, even though I knew she would most likely refuse. Like I said, I just had this compulsion to be around her, however that may be.

When I saw Annie walk out of her offi
ce for the first time all day, I decided to sneak in and surprise her. I just needed to see her beautiful face looking back at me, even if it was only for a second. When I saw her rubbing her neck, I wanted to wrap my hands around her. I wanted to be the one rubbing her, making her feel good. I was just going to sneak back out, but I had to say something to her. I didn't think I would scare the shit out of her like I did, but oh well. It was cute to see her jump all scared like that.

She looked absolutely stunning today. She was wearing some sort of a
wrap dress, in a deep shade of plum that made her hair look even lighter blonde than it already was. Her green eyes stood out underneath her purple eyelids that matched her dress perfectly. She definitely had fashion down, and damn it if she didn't wear some tight fitting shit. I was beginning to get a hard on just admiring her.

After our small round of bantering
, I came to the conclusion that I needed, no I wanted this woman, all to myself. Work and
Nole
be damned. I know she knew there was something there this weekend but I had done everything in my power, to make her believe that I wanted nothing more than sex from her. I know it was a dickhead move, but I just couldn't let her or anyone in, not yet.

M
y jaw tensed and I could feel jealousy and rage coursing through my veins at the mention of her and Annie going out tonight. Annie wasn’t as pretty as Aston, but she could hold her own. I knew those two going out together, was a bad idea. Every guy in the club would be trying to take one, or both of them home. My hands balled into fists at my sides as she all but kicked me out of her office. I was standing right there and she couldn't even extend an invitation?

Rude!

I made my way back to my office, pondering how I was going to find out where those two were going tonight. As I walked past Ariel, it dawned on me.

“H
ey Ariel, you and Annie hang out right?”

“Yes
, why?”

“I was just curious. I heard her and Aston talking about going out tonight, I just assumed you would be joining them.”

Seed planted, now add some water, “I guess not,” and now watch it grow. I smiled at myself and at my trickery. If I knew Ariel like I thought I did, she would be barging into Aston's office momentarily to invite herself along. Then, all I have to do is wait for her to do the typical girl thing, and tell me 'I told you so' along with some extra information. Damn, I have to admit I was fucking good.

I knew it was starting to get borderline stalkerish
, but man this girl was one tough cookie to crack. Minutes later, Ariel was poking her head through the door letting me know she was going to be taking her lunch break.

Score: Sloan 1 Aston 0

Half an hour later, Ariel was back at her desk. I didn't want to push her, and like all good gardeners, you have to have patience and let your flowers flourish on their own time. Luckily for me, I only had to wait about ten minutes.