Free Mirage by Ashley Suzanne Page B

don’t have a good feeling about this.
    “Mira, are you okay to drive tonight? You had quite a bit to drink. I can give you a ride if need be.” Skylar asks, looking between Jacoby and me.
    “Thanks pal, she’s staying with me tonight, but I appreciate you looking out for her,” Jacoby answers for me.
    “You’re staying with him?” Skylar asks looking confused.
    “Yeah, we’re going back to the hotel with Jacoby and what is your name again, oh yeah, Marcus,” Kylee chimes in.
    “Thanks though Skylar, it was nice of you to offer,” I say.
    “Whatever. Have a good time Mira. Take care Ky, call me some time, why don’t ya,” Skylar says as he walks back to his bike.
    He gets on the bike and rides away. He glances over his shoulder once he was at a red light and shakes his head in my direction, almost saying, “Wow Mira, really.”
    “Alright ladies, let’s get you back to the room. It’s too cold out here and I don’t need Mira getting sick,” Jacoby says.
    Marcus and Kylee walk in front of us laughing and talking. When we get a little further from the bar, Jacoby casually puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me into his side. It was warm and my stomach does a little flip. I haven’t had these kinds of feelings in quite some time, probably since Skylar.
    He is my boss and I can’t let my hormones get the best of me, I mentally repeat to myself.
    “Thanks again for the jacket and letting us stay with you tonight. It’s been a long time since we were able to just have fun without having to worry about driving home,” I say.
    “Mira, when I saw you tonight, all I could think of was getting to spend time with you. Not the time we usually spend. The kind where you don’t work for me and I get to see you carefree and happy. I really liked hanging out with you tonight and I hope we get to spend some more non-work time together, if that’s okay with you. I know me being your boss is kind of weird, but I feel like I really want to get to know Mira the person as opposed to Mira the office manager,” Jacoby says.
    The butterflies in my stomach are back again. How do I answer this? I really enjoy spending time with him. He’s amazing and it doesn’t hurt that he’s a real life, less rich version of certain BDSM book boyfriend we all love, but I don’t want to jeopardize my job. ‘There you go over thinking again Mira. Live a little’ my brain tells me. Maybe it isn’t my brain but the cluster of nerves between my thighs.
    “You know Jacoby, I really liked spending time with you too. I would like to get to know you better,” I say to him. I look up at him and he has a grin on his face.
    “Then say you’ll spend the night in my room and not the guest room tonight. I promise I won’t touch you unless you ask me too,” he says with a hint of seduction in his voice.
    GULP! Well, this is moving quicker than I had anticipated, but I have to say, I kind of like the fact that he wants to be with me more tonight and I sense some alpha in his tone. I think this just turned me on a more than I already was.
    “I’ll think about it,” I say back to him, trying to disguise my stomach flipping and nerves wracking my body.
    He hugs me a little tighter to his side and I place my hand around his waist while we continue the walk to back to the hotel. Go big or go home, right?

 
    Chapter Nine
    We finally get back to the hotel and I’m thanking everything holy right now that I chose to wear flats. I don’t know how Kylee’s feet are holding up, but I’m in pain. We walk into Jacoby and Marcus’ suite and it’s magnificent. Floor to ceiling windows that look out onto the city and have a great view of the bridge and the Detroit River, plush sofas and an oversized bar are in the corner of the room.
    I walk over to sit on one of the sofas. As soon as I’m about to sit, I hear Jacoby speak, “Mira, Kylee, can I make you a drink?” Knowing that I walked off the great buzz I had earlier, I figure I could