Free Mastered by His Touch-Complete Box Set by Skylar Cross Page A

he worked for you, that is."
     
    "The only reason you saw Forrester is because he let you see him," he said. "When he follows somebody, he's like an invisible gray ghost."
     
    Caden poured some Belvedere vodka and Bombay Sapphire gin into the shaker. Then he added Blue Curaçao, Midori, and some lemon juice. He took two martini glasses out of a small freezer and placed them on the bar top. He shook the shaker, then poured it into the two martini glasses. He held one out to me.
     
    Oh, what the hell. Who cares if it's only one in the afternoon and I haven't had lunch yet? May as well make another bad decision. I'm getting good at it.
     
    I stepped down to the balcony level and took the drink. He walked to the glass doors that led outside. He swung them open and walked out, motioning me to join him.
     
    When I stepped outside, it was clear that the sun had won the battle with the clouds. What had started out as a cold gray day had magically transformed to a sunny delight. Near seventy degrees, I would guess.
     
    Caden had walked around a small round table with four chairs around it. He was at the edge, leaning on the railing. I walked around the other side of the table, dazzled by the view as I stood next to him.
     
    To my right the waterfront hotels and buildings stretched out toward the South Shore. A cruise ship was docked at one of the big wharves. The land beyond curled down to Plymouth and beyond to the Cape.
     
    To my left Logan Airport sprawled out like a big flat pancake. A jumbo jet gracefully tipped into the air. Beyond I could see all the way up the North Shore. Is that Revere Beach up there at the end? Yes, I think it is.
     
    But the most spectacular part of the view was the ocean itself. A vast canvas of bluish grey, it stretched a surreal magnificence all the way to the horizon. A smattering of all kinds of boats dotted its surface.
     
    H... Caden... leaned on the railing. I moved to stand beside him. It felt weird, like I'm breaking the rules. He's a customer at my bank. And here I am in his apartment on his balcony.
     
    I sipped my drink.
     
    Damn, that's good! And fucking strong.
     
    He turned and looked at me. The light spring wind picked up the little wavy endings of his hair in the breeze.
     
    "You've become a beautiful young woman, Kiri," he said.
     
    Become? Since when?
     
    "Have we met before?" I said.
     
    He looked at me puzzled.
     
    "You don't remember me?" he said.
     
    "No," I said.
     
    The no seemed to hang in the air between us for an eternity. He kept looking at me. I didn't know how much more of that I could take before I threw myself at him.
     
    Kiri, focus! Answers, come on now, answers.
     
    "Where do we know each other from?" I said as I took another big sip. Zing! went the alcohol.
     
    The disturbed painful look returned to his face. He withdrew again, like a bad memory hit him. He turned and stared out at the ocean, like he was contemplating something.
     
    Just as quickly as the dark cloud passed over him, it vanished. Then he turned back to me with his fun and flirty smile.
     
    "Well, from QV Bank on Boylston Street, of course," he said playfully. "Don't you remember me? I came in and you helped me open up a safe deposit box."
     
    On my empty stomach, the alcohol was on the fast lane to my brain. Probably shouldn't be having it after fainting once already today. Oh, fuck it.
     
    "I don't recall that at all," I said with a sly smile as I leaned on the railing and twirled my hair. "Maybe you can help me remember. What were you wearing?"
     
    Uh-oh, now I've done it. I'm flirting back. It's my clit's fault. She's attempting a takeover. Silly clit. This is NOT what I came here for.
     
    I felt myself drifting closer to him. I took another big sip. Only one left.
     
    Easy, Kiri. Remember why you're here. Stay focused.
     
    "I was the tall and incredibly good-looking man in the Anderson & Sheppard suit. You couldn't have missed me."
     
    He swallowed his entire drink