Free A Sticky Situation (Xcite Romance) by Kay Jaybee

about us being away together in a posh hotel; and then, well ... you popped into my head at an unexpected moment.’
    Cameron didn’t need to be told what the nature of this unexpected moment had been. Sally’s pink cheeks said it all, ‘Tell me about it.’
    Sally contemplated telling him about how he’d gate-crashed her tradesman wank fantasy, but decided it might be wiser to make him wait, ‘Maybe I will, some day.’
    ‘Well, I’m not telling you mine until you tell me yours.’
    Sally giggled, her tense shoulders muscles unknotting a fraction, ‘Are you aware you frequently sound like a petulant child?’
    ‘Oh, eat your dinner, woman, it’s going cold!’
    Smiling, Sally took the last mouthful of seaweed, not noticing that a tiny fragment had disappeared from her chopsticks down her cleavage.
    Cameron had noticed, and had to virtually sit on his hands to stop himself reaching forward and fishing it out of her clothes, accidently on purpose, caressing her wonderfully huge nipples as he did so. To divert himself, he said, ‘I heard this morning that the management team at the top of Zelcon have okayed the new position Graham suggested for you.’
    Doing her best to snap back into professional mode, Sally listened, trying not to wonder if they’d end up going to bed together after their meal. ‘What is the post exactly?’
    ‘I’ve yet to give it a proper title, but basically you would keep half your current job and take on some of mine. Then a part time position would be created so you could have an assistant to fill the remainder of your current job.’
    ‘Would I still do this bit? The conference stands? I wouldn’t want to give this up.’
    ‘That would stay the same, but whether your new assistant would accompany you, or whether I would, hasn’t been discussed yet.’
    Sally was surprised by how disappointed she felt at the prospect of someone else doing the conference tours with her. Only a few days ago, she couldn’t have imagined doing them without Graham, now the idea of not having Cameron around during this time was unthinkable. It was a disconcerting realisation, and a new wave of confusion stepped in, as the waitress arrived with their main courses.
    ‘As long as I’ve still got a job.’ Sally stared at the pile of aromatic crispy duck, sweet and sour chicken and egg fried noodles, ‘I mean, do you still think you could work with me?’
    ‘Why ever wouldn’t I?’ Cameron appeared genuinely shocked. ‘We don’t work in the same room or anything, and assuming this all comes off OK work-wise, we’d be on a more equal footing.’
    Sally found herself mumbling as she replied, ‘I thought you might not want me around all the time, now you’ve, um, seen so much of me ... if you get what I mean?’
    ‘You are adorable!’ He reached out to her, and clutched her palm, his warmth instantly sending shockwaves of longing throughout her.
    ‘I am?’
    ‘Yes.’ Cameron retracted his hand as his eyes fell on the noodles, and he had to shut his eyes for a moment.
    ‘Cameron, are you OK?’
    ‘Of course I am,’ he snapped, and Sally recoiled at his harsh tone.
    ‘Hell, Sally, I’m sorry; but like I said earlier, I’m not a bloody saint.’
    Laying down her chopsticks, fighting the temptation to poke him with them, Sally folded her arms, ‘I refuse to eat until you tell me what the hell is going on. What do you mean you aren’t a saint?’
    As if coming to an instant decision, Cameron attracted the attention of a nearby waitress, ‘I’m sorry, we’ve unexpectedly got to leave. Please could we have this all boxed up as a take away, and I’ll go and pay.’
    Watching the waitress carry out his wishes without question, Sally was just going to ask what the hell he thought he was playing at, when she caught the devilish gleam in his eyes. Her stomach flipped. She had no idea what he was planning, but she had a feeling she was going to enjoy finding out.

Chapter Nine

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