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Sleeping with the Enemy Gorgeous Girl
TysonThe car pulled to a stop in front of my museum. I got out and headed inside. I walked toward the small office I kept in back. Alec was already there.He looked up from where he was sitting at the desk. “You’re here,” he said, getting to his feet.“Apparently,” I answered. “What’s up?”“I was just going over the latest numbers.”I raised my eyebrows. “And?”He grinned. “You know they’re good.”“Attendance up?” I questioned.“Slightly. I think once we get those new pieces on display and start doing some advertising, it will definitely go up.”I nodded. “That’s the idea.”“Did you talk to that guy, the one I gave you the card for?” he asked. He got up from behind the desk and moved to close the door. Once again, I got the impression he wanted to tell me something.“I did.”“Is he interested in selling?”“We didn’t get that far,” I said.He groaned. “Oh no. That good, huh?”“Actually, it isn’t bad. He’s out of town for a couple of weeks. When he gets back into town, we’ll talk.”“Di
Sleeping with the Enemy Popping In
MaeI was impressed by the cleanliness and organization the moment I stepped through the doors of the museum. I had been to plenty of museums over the years, but Tyson’s felt different. There was soft music playing, something that would have likely been the music of the ancient Egyptians. That was different and it did give a more immersive experience.I felt eyes on me and looked around, spotting Tyson about forty feet away. He was intently staring at me, making me squirm a little. He was wearing loose-fitting jeans with a black polo. It was casual and sporty and very hot. Once again, my eyes were drawn to his biceps. I wanted to know what the tats were. I wanted to know how many more he was hiding.When he started walking toward me, I realized I had been ogling him. Even now, my eyes were locked on his. I didn’t move. I didn’t look away and neither did he. I knew there were people around, but I didn’t see them. I didn’t see anything but the man stalking toward me, staring at me like
Sleeping with the Enemy Crossing the Line
Mae“I’m going to call you, Mae.”The way he said it sent another shiver down my spine. I was treading on thin ice with him, but I didn’t care. I wanted to spend time with him. I wanted to get to know the man that had once been the boy I had a fierce crush on. “You better,” I said with a smile. “I know where you work.”He gave me a smoldering look that sent butterflies flitting about low in my belly. “Friday,” he said.I nodded and decided it was a good time to make a break for it before I said or did something stupid or embarrassing. I walked out of the museum, being careful not to trip or stumble and make a complete ass of myself.I made it to my car, got inside, and released the breath I had been holding. “Holy shit,” I breathed. “What are you doing, Mae? He’s trouble with a big, fat capital T.”Tyson was the forbidden fruit. He was the one man I couldn’t have. Patrick would never forgive me if I started dating his old best friend. One dinner did not constitute dating. I could enjo
Sleeping with the Enemy First Date
TysonMy car pulled to a stop in the parking lot of the building where Mae lived. I wanted to do it right. I was going to go and knock on her door and the whole nine yards. I didn’t know what this thing was between us, but if there was a chance I could have something real with her, I wanted to treat her right. I had to treat her right or Patrick would want to kick my ass. Hell, he was probably still going to want to kick my ass.I got past the doorman and rode up in the elevator. When I knocked on her door, she was ready to go. I had to hold myself back. She was wearing a little black dress. It clung to her figure, showing off her shapely ass and the womanly curves.“Hi,” I said for lack of anything better to say.“Hi. I’m ready.”“Yes, you are. You look amazing.”“Thank you.”I was glad I had dressed in one of my nicer suits. I wore a jacket because the restaurant I was taking her to required it. I wanted to impress her with a nice dinner. I wanted to show her a good time with the ho
Sleeping with the Enemy Getting to Know Her--Again
TysonMae’s parents were obviously a closed subject. “Are you involved with the business outside of promoting it?”She shrugged. “Somewhat. Patrick does the traveling. Because we deal with a lot of other cultures, we have learned the hard way they tend to take him more seriously than me.”I nodded in understanding. “It can be tricky.”“Do you search out your finds or do people come to you looking to sell?”“Both. I enjoy the hunt. I love searching for the items. I love traveling.”“Do you go out to the digs?” she asked.“I do,” I told her. “Not always, but when I get the chance to go out, I do. I like to verify the origin.”She sipped the wine. “Do you ever dig?”I smirked. “No. I don’t have the patience to jump through the hoops. I did a lot of volunteer work and got some hands-on experience, but I don’t think I could do it full time.”“I imagine it is very dirty work,” she said before bursting into laughter. “All right, that was pretty cheesy. But you know what I mean. I don’t think
Sleeping with the Enemy Can't Believe He's Here
MaeI sipped the Moscow Mule, slowly stirring it with my straw as I studied Tyson’s face. My brain was trying to see the boy I knew. I saw hints of that boy, but the soft, boyish features were gone. In their place were sharp, manly features.“You’re staring at me,” he said.“I just can’t believe you are here. Grown up. Like a real man.”He chuckled. “That tends to happen. It’s been what, fifteen years?”“Give or take a year.”“You’ve changed, too,” he said. “You’re all grown up. Like a real woman.”I smiled and sipped my drink. He had chosen a quiet lounge. It was dark with lots of amber lights that set a very romantic tone. I liked the privacy. I liked the quiet. It made it nice to have a conversation in a public place but without the need to shout over loud music.“Do you remember when we first met?” I asked.He cringed. “I don’t know if I remember the exact moment, but I remember when I noticed you.”I laughed. “When I begged you and Patrick to take me to the mall that one day? You
Sleeping with the Enemy Come With Me
MaeThe waitress brought our fresh drinks. I noticed her smiling at Tyson. He handed her a fifty and told her to keep the change. She winked before walking away, purposely exaggerating the sway of her hips. “I learned some hard lessons after I got started in the business.”“What do you mean?”“Not only did people start noticing me for the wrong reasons, but I figured out I was not a good boyfriend.”I laughed. “You figured out, or you were told?”“Both. Relationships take work. They take time. The few girlfriends I did have let me know I was too reserved, too withdrawn. I wasn’t present literally and figuratively.”“I’m sorry,” I said but I wasn’t the least bit sorry. I was glad women didn’t want him. That was a terrible thing to think, but it was true.“It’s okay. I realized I didn’t have the energy to take care of a woman. I am barely capable of taking care of myself. A woman deserves better than me.”“That’s not true,” I told him. “Any woman would be lucky to have you.”He took ano
Sleeping with the Enemy Go Without Me
TysonI walked into the living room of my massive home and flipped on the big screen. I was planning on doing very little for the day. I had some research to do but nothing that required me to leave the house. I liked to window shop. My window shopping included me browsing through current archeological digs as well as checking the latest catalog inventory from some of my frequent go-to dealers. I had learned a long time ago to stick with people I knew or that had been referred to me.I was just settling in when I heard the gate buzz and then open. Only one person, besides the housekeeper and groundskeeper, knew the code. Both of them were off for the day, which meant it was Alec. That was unusual. He never stopped by. We weren’t that kind of friends.I walked to the front door and watched him get out of his little sports car. “Hey,” I said.“Hey.”“What brings you by?” I opened the door and gestured for him to come inside.“I need to talk to you about the trip.”I nodded. “Okay. Want
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