Free Relentless by Anna Wells Page B

time you need another fix honey, just give me a call.”
    Jordan winked at Trixie flirtatiously. “I’ll be sure to do that.”
    Trixie sighed. “I guess I’ll be going since Michaela isn’t interested in what I have to say.”
    Michaela knew she was referring to her advice about Jordan and not about the supposed office gossip they had been discussing. She sent Trixie a warning look silently urging her to keep quiet.
    Trixie discreetly rolled her eyes at Michaela. “I’ll see you later. You two have fun, whatever you do.”
    Michaela, deciding not to take any chances, hurriedly pushed Trixie toward the door.
    “Okay, see you later Trixie.” Jordan said while watching Michaela’s curious antics with barely hidden amusement. When Michaela returned to the living room, he raised an inquiring brow. “Do you always shove your friends out the door?”
    Michaela’s eyes narrowed at Jordan gentle ribbing question. “Only when they’re bugging me.” Letting him subtly know that if he didn’t watch his step he could be next.
    “Gee, Michaela you’re awfully irritable today. Sex is supposed to put you in a good mood not make you crabby,” Jordan said as he sat down on the couch. The same couch where he had eaten her until she had come. As Michaela watched him make himself comfortable she couldn’t keep those passionate images from her mind. She could feel herself blushing at her own memories of her lying on the couch with her legs spread as he brought her to orgasm. She squirmed slightly as she felt her juices pool between her legs at her own thoughts.
    She took a seat next to him her voice slightly grumpy. “Maybe that’s a sign that last night was a mistake and we should forget about it.” Jordan leaned over and placed a hand on either side of her head. Michaela became aware of his spicy cologne; the heat of his body surrounded her, his presence consumed her. She was amazed she could still breathe by the time he whispered in a low husky voice, “I might have been able to forget about last night if it hadn’t been so hot…and….sweaty…and….completely fuckingtastic. I think it’s a mistake worth repeating.”
    His lips were a mere inch from hers. She was lost. “Repeating?”
    His mouth closed over hers in sensual exploration. Lifting his head he laughed softly. “Yes, repeating over and over, but first I promised you a date and I always keep my promises. Besides you look too beautiful to keep home tonight.”
    She had dressed in a sexy midnight blue sheath that clung to her body sensually. She had definitely wanted to look sexy for him.
    “Dinner? Oh yeah dinner,” she said coming back to earth. “I am all dressed up. I hope you picked someplace nice.” Her good mood was restored by his kiss.
    “I think you’ll like it. Come on, let’s go,” he said.

Chapter Six
    After they left her town home, Jordan drove them in his BMW, much to her surprise, to Le Select Bistro.
    As they got out of the car she asked with a little awe in her voice, “How on earth did you get reservations to Le Select on such short notice? This place has a six month waiting list.”
    Jordan looked surprised. “Really, well I must have gotten lucky and there was a cancellation.”
    She accepted his explanation as they entered the restaurant. She looked around, taking in the elegant understated French décor.
    The maitre’d approached them with a warm smile. “Mr. Marsh it is good to see you as always. I have your table ready for you and your guest. Please just follow me.”
    Jordan returned his smile. “Excellent, thank you John.”
    Michaela was surprised by the maitre’d familiarity. It appeared as if Jordan spent a great deal of time here.
    They followed the maitre’d through the restaurant passing a number of tables. Jordon had placed his hand on the small of her back guiding her while subtlety announcing his possession of her. His stride was confident, assured and he appeared totally at ease in the exclusive