Caleb nodded. He was already anticipating how soft and feminine A.J. would look when she woke up tomorrow morning. And just the idea of a close encounter with her of any kind made him hard as hell.
When the man continued on down the hall, Caleb turned and walked back toward the room. “You have no idea, buddy. No earthly idea at all.”
The moment the door closed behind Caleb, A.J. collapsed onto the side of the motel bed. She’d felt his gaze follow her across the room when she’d walked out of the bathroom and her knees still felt as if they were made of rubber. How on earth would she be able to close her eyes, let alone get a wink of sleep?
All she could think about was what he’d wear to bed and how he’d look first thing in the morning when he woke up. And just knowing that he’d be sleeping a few feet away sent shivers up her spine and made breathing all but impossible.
A.J. glanced around the room in near panic. She needed to get her mind off her disturbing boss. In desperation, she picked up the remote control and switched the television to a classic film channel. It would defi-nitely be in her best interest to try losing herself in the plot of an old movie. Maybe then she’d be able to for-get that she was about to spend the night in the same room as the sexiest man she’d ever known.
When she realized the film was An Affair to Remember, she took off her robe, pulled back the covers and crawled into bed. Even though she’d seen the movie at least twenty times and always ended up sobbing her heart out, it was one of her all-time favorites.
Settling back against the pillows, she managed to for-get about her current situation as she braced herself for the movie’s ending. And sure enough, when the hero discovered why the heroine had failed to meet him at the top of the Empire State Building, A.J.’s tears began to fall.
Unfortunately, Caleb chose that very moment to return to the room. “I forgot my—” He stopped abruptly. “Are you crying?”
Mortified that he’d caught her in a lessthan-profes-sional moment, she stared at the television screen. “N-no.”
To her horror, he walked over to the side of her bed and sat down. “Yes, you are.” He took her hands in his. “What’s wrong, A.J.?”
“N-nothing.” She’d known he’d be returning in a short time. Why on earth had she chosen to watch a movie that never failed to make her cry buckets?
“Look at me, sweetheart.” The gentle tone of his voice caused her tears to fall faster. Why wouldn’t he just go away and leave her alone?
“I… can’t.” Dear God, could the day get any worse?
It had been years since she’d allowed anyone to see her shed a tear. But here she was crying like a baby. And in front of her new boss, no less. She’d never been more humiliated in her entire life.
Why couldn’t he find what he’d forgotten and leave? At least, long enough for her to pull herself together.
He cupped her cheek and turned her head until their gazes met. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t realize you were this upset by the situation. Please don’t cry. I’ll sleep in my truck if it will make you feel better.”
His sincerity touched her deeply and for reasons she didn’t care to analyze, she couldn’t allow him to think her emotional display was because they’d be spending the night in the same room. “It’s… the movie.”
Glancing over his shoulder, he turned back to smile at her a moment before he reached out and took her into his arms. “That one always does a number on my mom, too.”
“W-what are you doing?”
“It’s all right, Alyssa.”
The sound of his deep voice saying her name with such tenderness sent a shock wave straight to her core and she didn’t even think to push away from him. “How did you… know my name?”
“It’s in your personnel file.” He pulled her to him, then smoothed his hands down her back in a comforting manner. “And don’t go getting any ideas about me replacing you. I reviewed all of the managers’ files.”
“Why?” God help her, but with his strong arms wrapped around her and her cheek pressed to his wide chest, she wasn’t sure she cared why he was going through hers or anyone else’s file.
“I was trying to decide what team-building activities would best serve each manager and their department.” His warm breath stirred her hair and sent shivers streaking up her spine. He hugged her close. “Cold?”
Unable to form a coherent sentence, she nodded. Even if she could have found her voice, she wasn’t about to tell him the real reason she trembled.
But when he pulled back to look down at her, she knew he wasn’t buying her excuse for a minute. “Are you sure?”
With his intense hazel gaze holding her captive, she wasn’t sure of her own name, let alone what he’d asked her. “W-what was the question?”
“It doesn’t matter, Alyssa.” His sexy drawl caused her insides to feel as if they’d been turned to warm pudding and as he slowly lowered his head, she couldn’t for the life of her remember why it should.
As his mouth brushed over hers, her heart skipped several beats. She should call a halt to this insanity and send him outside to spend the night in his truck. But for reasons she couldn’t begin to explain, she wanted Caleb’s kiss, wanted to feel his hard body pressed to her. And when he settled his lips more fully over hers, she threw caution to the wind and melted against him.
As he explored her with a tenderness that stole her breath, tiny electrical impulses skipped over every nerve in her body and she couldn’t have stopped him if her life depended on it. Didn’t even want to.
His kiss was slow and thoughtful and warm tingles filled her when he traced the seam of her mouth with his tongue. He was asking permission to deepen the kiss and without so much as a thought to the consequences, she parted to give him access to her tender inner recesses.
A heady warmth began to swirl through her veins when he slipped inside to caress and coax her into a response. She knew she was playing with fire, but as he teased her with featherlight strokes, temptation never tasted as good as Caleb’s masterful kiss.
When he lowered her to the mattress, her stomach fluttered with the first stirrings of need and her nipples tightened in anticipation at the feel of his hand cupping her breast through the fabric of her silk pajamas. She wanted his hands on her body, wanted to feel his hair-roughened flesh pressed to her sensitive skin.
Tugging at the collar of his shirt, she was startled out of the sensual haze in her addled brain by a feminine moan of frustration. Had that sound really come from her? Dear heavens, what was she doing?
Embarrassed beyond belief, Alyssa pushed against him. “I can’t. Please stop.”
Caleb looked as dazed as she felt. “It’s… all right, sweetheart.” He cleared his throat and sat up. “It stops right here.” Rising to his feet, he smiled. “I think I’ll go get that cup of coffee. Are you sure I can’t bring something back for you?”
It appeared that he was going to act as if nothing had happened between them. Unsure whether she was disappointed or relieved, she decided to take his lead and ignore the fact that they’d been making out like a couple of hormone-crazed teenagers.
She shook her head. “N-no, thank you. I think I’ll turn in for the night.”
He stared at her for several seconds before he reached down and lifted her chin with his forefinger. “I’ll try not to disturb you when I return.”
“I sleep pretty sound.” His touch was doing strange things to her insides and she sounded as if she’d run a marathon. “I doubt that you’ll make enough noise to wake me.”
“I didn’t say anything about making noise, sweetheart.” His deep chuckle and