She sucked in a hard breath and placed her hand on her neck. Heat made its way up her neck and settled in her cheeks.
“You’re all flushed.” Burton dropped the wrapper on the table. “It’s nothing to get angry about. I’ll chat with…”
“Carson?” Neil strode over to the table looking as scrumptious as he had last night. This time he wore both protective head and foot wear.
Pillow talk did work.
“Did I happen to leave…?” He stopped and he smiled when he looked over at the railing. “There they are.” He walked past them and picked up his riding gloves. He slapped the gloves on his palm and when he turned to face them, his eyes immediately zeroed in on the evidence of their encounter.
“I’m sorry Mr. Harrison.” Evan stepped forward. “There is no excuse for this type of behavior. I’ll talk to my boys.”
“I expect you will.” Without missing a beat, Neil turned his attention to Carson. “I expect you’ll have your workers in line for the next project you take on.” He shoved one glove into his jacket pocket. “Others may not be so considerate toward such behavior.”
Despite being thankful for his professionalism under pressure, Carson wanted to slap him for the public scolding.
“Ms. Kelly, can I see you in the kitchen for a few minutes?” Neil asked. “I just have a couple of questions about the inspection.”
“Sure thing.”
Evan didn’t watch Neil walk away. Instead he laid his gaze on Carson. Was that an I-know-what-you-did-last-night gaze?
She shook her head and headed to find Neil.
When she entered the kitchen, it was empty. She stood in the doorway and admired the gleaming appliances and sparkling countertops. This was her first time designing a kitchen. It had taken a lot of research and a lot of consultation as she worked with Neil and his kitchen team to meet his stringent criteria. Neil knew what he wanted and there was no compromise.
“Neil?”
As soon as she said his name the door to the walk-in fridge flew open and an arm grabbed her, pulling her into the frigid temperature.
“Neil!” His body surrounded her but instead of the warmth she had experienced last night, he was cold, but no less hard.
“I thought you were going to stand me up?” His breath surrounded her face in white puffs of condensation, the warmth a welcome feeling against her face.
“I should have since you seem to not like cleaning up after your mess. That was a close call. What if someone else had found it?”
He grinned. “Lucky for us it all worked out.”
“You wanted to talk about the inspection?”
“Hell no. I wanted to talk about the fact that I’ve been thinking about you lying on top of that table all morning and how much I want to do it again.”
Inside, her stomach fluttered. Outside, she remained firm in her convictions. “I thought the deal was only when you were feeling anxious.”
“I’m anxious again.” He grabbed her hand and placed it on his very hard, very large erection.
She whacked his chest with her free hand. “The offer stands only when you feel the need to ride.”
He grinned. “I’m a man with access to a beautiful woman that knows exactly how I like it.”
“Is that so?” Carson couldn’t help but fill with pride. Pleasing a man like Neil wasn’t her life-long priority, but it was definitely a bonus to be told that she knew what she was doing between the sheets. Not that they’d used sheets. And it didn’t seem like they were going to be using them anytime soon. Not today at least.
“And what is it exactly that you like?” she challenged, stroking him through his slacks.
He leaned in and whispered against her ear. “That sexy mouth of yours wrapped around my cock.”
For a second time, her insides fluttered. He definitely knew how to get her heart rate going double time. “But you don’t even know what that feels like.”
His response was a kiss, his mouth descending upon hers hard and fast. It caused her hard hat to fall off her head.