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hard to catch him in the past.
    “Charlotte Hale, pleased to meet you,” Charlotte said, and the two shook hands.
    “My love, this is Nina Chandler, she’s helping out until we find a permanent legal assistant,” Finn said, and Nina looked at him as if he’d slapped her, then she left the room with a flourish.
    “So Finnegan, who hired ‘little miss broken heart’?” Charlotte asked, and pressed her lips against the hot skin of his neck.
    “What’s that supposed to mean? JP hired her, and I just gave her two weeks’ notice,” he said.
    “Why, because she has a massive hard-on for you?” Charlotte said, and they both laughed so hard that JP yelled from his office for them to shut up.
    “Can women have hard-ons?” Finn asked, when JP gave Charlotte a peck on the cheek and they all sat together.
    “I just meant she’s hot for you, it’s plain to see,” Charlotte said. “What temp-agency in hell’s waiting room did you pluck her out of, John Paul?”
    “She found us, she’s an old friend. We met her in basic training, way back when,” JP said.
    “Ugh, not one of those girls who serviced both of you at the same time. That’s just disgustingly gross!” Charlotte said, kicking off her shoes. She curled her feet under her body in the chair and from the amused look on Finn’s face she realized she wasn’t wearing panties.
    “Serviced sounds like it was a chore,” JP said, “I can promise you, that girl warmed to her work, she was something of a prodigy.”
    “A cock prodigy?” Charlotte asked, “how charming, and it makes me feel so comfortable having her working so closely with my husband.”
    “Enough reminiscing,” Finn said, and he walked around his desk and pulled Charlotte up and against him. “Get out of my office, JP, I need my wife.”
    “Good luck,” JP said as he left, “I need mine, too, but she doesn’t need me anymore.”
    “You went to work without your panties?” Finn asked, moving his hand under her skirt and between her legs.
    “Yes,” she breathed against hot mouth, “you told me not to wear them anymore.”
    “Were you in court this morning?” he asked, moving his fingers over the silky wet folds of her sex as she pressed against him.
    “Yes,” she said, and it was barely a whisper.
    “Did you win?” he asked, circling her clit until she was on the edge of orgasm. He moved his hand away abruptly so that her head rested against his chest, and she panted out the word, “yes!”
    When she finally caught her breath, Charlotte pushed away from Finn and slipped on her shoes. She picked up her purse, took his hand and they walked out onto the sidewalk.
    “Where are you taking me, my love?” he asked, and she led him into the freight elevator that would take them to their former lofts.
    “My old bedroom,” she said, “that’s where I want you right now. You need to learn to finish what you start, Finnegan.”
    He backed her into a corner as the elevator rose to the top floor and kissed her like his life depended on it. “What about the woman who lives there now?” he asked, kissing her breasts through the fabric of her blouse and rubbing her tender nipples with his thumbs.
    “We had better hope she’s not home,” she said, producing a key from her purse and leading him to the loft bedroom.

    Chapter Two
     
    Charles Tremont ran his fingers across Evangeline’s satiny smooth skin and down past her naval , before she stopped his hand. They had stayed in bed the entire day and made love and he never wanted it to end. She made him feel like a boy of eighteen, with her perfectly sculpted curves and unbridled passion. She arched against him as they made love and she cursed him when she lost control and climaxed. She swore she hated him as she scratched his back and bit his chest and ground against him in pure pleasure.
    “I’m in love with you, I’ll leave my wife and we can be together from now on,” he said, when she pushed his hand away and left the bed