I stood back up and turned to face him. "I didn’t think you were all that interested in me after your disappearing act last night."
“How could I not be interested in the woman who left me so sexually frustrated," he chuckled. "For the first time in a long while, I wasn't thinking of 0s and 1s. I was thinking about getting you out of that outfit, ravishing you all night, and having you for breakfast too."
He moved closer to me as he spoke the last sentence, and I staggered slightly. He reached out a hand to steady me, and I felt a jolt of electricity run the entire length of my body. Suddenly, he stiffened and pulled away.
Unsure of his reaction, I rearranged myself and increased the distance between us.
"0s and 1s?" I asked, cautiously.
"I work in the IT department for Rodericks Consults, and a friend and I are also starting our own IT business. Most of the time I’m speaking in that language. Sometimes it even seems awkward speaking to humans." His laughter froze on his lips. Somehow, the statement made him seem lonely.
He must have noticed the crease on my brow because he added quickly, "It's taxing, yes, but I enjoy what I do very much." He was trying to defend himself to me, so I decided to put him out of his misery.
"I am pursuing a degree in IT. I think it's fascinating too, and I’m looking forward to a time where I can spend a little less time dealing with humanity."
His nostrils flared, and his eyes held a glint that lasted only for a second. “That’s wonderful. Yet another side of you, Raven. When you finish your degree, maybe I could hire you to work in my IT department, but I’m not sure I could handle seeing you in the office. I’d develop blue balls every day, unless you were willing to do something to relieve me of that problem.”
Fuck my body for reacting to his words.
I tried to think of something to distract me from picturing Carson getting aroused as he watched me from his office. I visualized him calling me in and bending me over his desk. I pictured the two of us having sex on his desk, by the wall, on his chair, against the window... No. I can't do this. I'm supposed to be cleaning! Not craving sex with my employer!
"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I guess it's payback for dragging me up on stage, then off into the back room of the club last night," he grinned in mischief, and I laughed quietly.
"It was all part of my act. I do that to random men each night."
"I'm not a random man, Raven." His tone was icy, a warning.
I gulped at his display of sovereignty. It made my bones turn to mush, and I leaned against the wall for support.
"I searched for you." His expression shifted to one of pain.
"I waited for so long, but you never returned," I said softly. My stomach clenched when I remembered how our tongues explored each other's mouths. How he had cupped my breasts in his firm hands. I was so fucking wet that night, but I'd gone home feeling unsatisfied and horny. I still couldn’t get rid of the ache he had left me with.
"The call that came in was an important business call, and I couldn't ignore it. When I went back in to find you and continue from where we left off, you were gone."
"I waited for quite a while, but when you didn’t return, I figured you had forgotten about me, so I finally left."
He stepped close to me, and I watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed. "I wanted you last night. I still do."
I expected him to kiss me, but he put a hand on my cheek, and rocked back on his heels.
"I'm sorry if I’ve made you uncomfortable." Then he smiled, winked, and walked out of the room.
Once I was certain that he was gone. I dropped to the bed, wrinkling the comforter I had just straightened. I slapped my forehead in annoyance. "Damn you, Anna, for picking him out of the crowd."