Lisa: April (Mystic Zodiac Book 4)

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thigh. The closer he got to her pussy, the more her arousal sparked. She could imagine what those long, thick fingers could do to her. How they would feel thrusting into her cunt, hitting just the right spot to set her off.
    Add another thing to the to-do list. “I was thinking we could order some food and have a little chat. You need to explain a few things, and we need to set some ground rules.”
    “Ground rules,” he uttered through clenched teeth. His good-natured smile vanished. He certainly didn’t like the sound of that, but it was too damn bad. Whatever was going on between them couldn’t last.
    Boss. Employee. All day, practically every day. That screamed bad news—for her.
    “Yes, ground rules. Before we get into them, let’s get food. You’re going to need your strength later,” she said suggestively.

CHAPTER TEN
    April 6 th , 11:00pm
     
    Jack stood at the door as he waited for the attendant with the cart to leave. The second the man walked through the door, Jack had been on edge. Tension vibrated through his body and he fought to keep his cool.
    The man stared at Lisa like she was the prize at the bottom of the cereal box. While Jack agreed with that idea, Lisa was his prize and he had no intention of sharing. He wanted to tuck her away from the world; never letting another human being set eyes on her.
    Logically he knew she would never go for it, but it didn’t stop him from picturing it in his head. Just like it didn’t stop him from imagining throwing the man out the window because he was leering at Lisa.
    The man eventually took the hint, rolling the cart through the open door. Jack slammed it behind him, not bothering to tip him. The man got a good look at Jack’s woman and that had been enough.
    “Are you going to join me or continue scowling because that man had the audacity to look at me?” She chuckled and sat down.
    Jack grunted and joined her at the small table next to the window. “If it’d been up to me, he never would have entered the room.”
    “You can’t always have your way.”
    “Who says?”
    She laughed and popped a grape into her mouth. “Me.”
    They ate their food, talking about everything but her silly rules idea. It pissed him off she wanted ground rules, but seeing as how they never talked about what was going on between them, he grudgingly understood.
    Lisa pushed her empty plate away and looked at him. He took a sip of water as he waited for her to start. His ground rules consisted of her being with him and only him—and no man ever touching her again.
    “So,” she said, tapping her manicured nails on the table.
    “Yes.” He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. He knew whatever rules she came up with he wouldn’t like. Knew she would put restrictions on their relationship. Time limits. Things they could and could not do together. He’d agree for the moment if it meant he got to spend time with her. It would give him time to lure her to his way of thinking.
    She licked her lips and pulled in a breath. “The ground rules.”
    “I don’t think we need them.” It didn’t hurt to make an opening volley of what he wanted.
    Her lush little mouth opened before snapping shut. Lips pinching like she’d sucked on a lemon. “We do. We work together. We can’t let whatever we do here change what we have out there.”
    His eyes narrowed. “I think the changes in here will only make out there better. I want more than one night. I will have more than one night.” He wanted—needed—every night, but now wasn’t the time to tell her that.
    She considered him for a moment, eyes narrowed, lips pursed, before her face cleared. A small smile edging onto her face. “Okay. I’d like that too.”
    He let a slow grin curl one corner of his mouth. It was a tiny win. One he’d take. “Good,” he said with deep satisfaction.
    “I’m here for a week. Like I originally planned.” Her eyebrow rose, daring him to comment.
    He wouldn’t. Now wasn’t the

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