The Bishop Affair (Dominated by the Billionaire Brothers - Part Four) Read Free Page B

doesn’t change the way I feel about
you.” His scorching gaze bore into mine, green eyes flickering with conviction.
“We have a connection Lori.”
     
    I was drawn closer into his
aura like a moth to a flame. Being in such close proximity to him, my body
threatened to betray my cause. My mouth went dry and a soft breath escaped my
lips.
     
    “You feel it too.” His voice
resonated through me, exciting parts of my body I wasn’t accustomed to feeling
excited when I was angry. “From what I know about you, you wouldn’t have been
so involved with me if you didn’t trust me deep down.”
     
    I sucked in a deep breath,
attempting to steel myself against his effect. Sweet words and a mind-blowing
sex vibe were not enough to placate me. Not this time.
     
    “...Actually, I’m pretty
gullible,” I quipped.
     
    That hadn’t been the answer
he expected. He paused for a moment, unsure how to process my admission of a
personal flaw Sam had made me acknowledge over the years. He shook his head.
“Well I can assure you that I’m not the type of guy to cheat on his girlfriend.
That would tear me up inside.”
     
    Girlfriend. The word was like cool ointment on a fresh
wound. I wasn’t just his personal assistant that he was having a fling with. I
meant something more.
     
    “You think of me as your
girlfriend?” I asked, doubtful if my mind had imagined it from being exposed to
his pheromones.
     
    “Of course.” His eyes
smoldered. “Ever since I took you home in my limo. I’d never been so intimate
with someone so soon before. I just couldn’t resist you.”
     
    I’d always thought of Jordan
as being the sex first, ask about feelings later but maybe I had been wrong.
Maybe he was like me and going this fast was new to him as well.
     
    “You think of me as your
boyfriend right?” His soft tone betrayed a vulnerability I hadn’t expected.
     
    “Um...I guess, yeah.”
     
    I did think of him as my
boyfriend, but was reluctant to admit it, not knowing how he felt. My only
experience had been with Eric and we had been friends years before we ever even
kissed. Jordan and I met two days before we had sex. I wasn’t sure what it meant
to think of him as my boyfriend after only a few days, but it somehow felt
right. I suspected that he thought of me as his girlfriend as well. It wasn’t
until Vanessa appeared that I began to have doubts. Even now, I still felt we
had a real bond. Maybe I was a fool, but everything about him—the way he spoke
my name, stared into my eyes, touched me—told me his words were genuine.
     
    Despite my anxiety about
Vanessa’s kiss, I couldn’t help feeling reassured by Jordan’s use of the word
‘girlfriend’. My lips cracked a smile which I immediately tried to hide.
     
    He reciprocated the gesture,
his intensity turning to relief. “You’re smiling.”
     
    “No I’m not. I’m mad at
you.”
     
    His hand gently cupped my
jaw, his thumb searching, exploring the corner of my lips. I tried to maintain
my pout but he playfully pulled my lips into a half smile. It turned into a
real one.
     
    “There we go. That’s the
smile I like so much.”
     
    I grumbled as his arms
wrapped around me and drew me in for a tight hug, his pecs becoming a pillow
for my face. He was so warm, his muscles beneath his shirt so firm. I
immediately melted into him, my stress momentarily fading away for better or
worse. He kissed the top of my head and stroked my back gently. We stayed that
way for a bit in silence, only the sound of the waves nearby and our deep
breathing punctuating the quietness. The moment seemed to last an eternity. No
work, no stress, no ex-boyfriends, no Vanessas. Just existing in our own little
world.
     
    Realizing there were
unresolved issues, I tilted my head up to meet his sexy green eyes. “Tell me
about you and Vanessa.”
     
    A frown marred the space
between his brows. Still, his masculine face was nothing less than captivating.
I waited with bated breath,