“You’ve made a lot of assumptions rather quickly.” Her head leaned backward, allowing me access to her throat.
“What’s this?” I stopped. There was a bandage on the side of her neck at the top of her shoulder.
She quickly covered it with her hand. “Just where I had the tracker taken out.”
“Let me see.” I removed her hand and lifted a corner of the Band-Aid. “Looks like that might have hurt.”
“It’s nothing. Just a little scratch from Kimble.”
My eyes widened. “You had Kimble remove it?”
She nodded. “He wasn’t happy about it. But it’s out.” She smiled. “I took your advice over his. How does that make you feel?”
“Like we both know what’s best for us.”
“And what’s that?” she tested.
“Each other,” I answered, knowing it was true.
“Is that what this merger is about?”
“I know what I want. Why wait?” I dotted her skin with kisses. She grinned.
“Because I haven’t agreed to any of the terms,” she responded slowly. “This is a big merger. We need to think through every detail. Analyze every angle. There’s nothing simple about it.”
I traced my finger over the carpe noctem pearl. “You’re wearing it again.”
She nodded, straightening her neck into an upright position. “I’m sorry for the way I left it in the suite at the Vieux Carre.”
“No. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the tech company.”
I hadn’t released my hold on her waist. It felt too good holding her close. She didn’t wiggle away. We both wanted the proximity. We worked best this way. The merger was perfect in many respects.
“Are we going to drink the champagne?” she asked.
“Are you going to agree that this is our new office space?” I teased.
“I can’t agree to anything like that. You know we have to talk about it. Sort through it. I need to discuss it with Renee. What does Paul say?”
“He works for me. He does what I tell him to do.” Paul was going to work a lot of overtime now that I was back.
Her lips brushed lightly over mine. “I don’t know if I can work with someone so bossy.”
I chuckled. “One mid-morning meeting and I think you’ll be hooked.”
She moaned slightly, more purr than whimper and our lips collided in a blistering kiss. She wrapped her free hand to my neck, carefully holding the champagne to the side. Our tongues twined. I moved my mouth against hers. Damn. She had already made me forget why we were here. She nipped and sucked at the corners of my mouth.
“Knight,” she whispered.
My hand rounded to her ass, squeezing her curves through the silk dress. “Mmm?”
“Give me the tech, and I’ll agree.”
I froze in mid-squeeze. I had a full palm of delicious Kennedy ass in my grip.
“No.”
She stepped away playfully, turning on her five-inch heels, drinking the champagne. I let go of the silk reluctantly. “I thought you wanted to merge everything?” she toyed. “Combine our assets.” She walked to the wall of windows. “You listed the distillery and the Vieux Carre. Why not add in what you have? I want the tech as part of the deal. Throw in the grapes in France while you’re negotiating.”