Chapter 9

"What is there to talk about?" I say, avoiding the intensity of those dark swirling pools of his onyx eyes.

"A lot, Amelia. A lot and I know you know exactly what I am talking about," he says, then he takes a couple of steps towards me and I brace against the wall of the elevator, my heart jumping wildly in my rib cage, he looks especially stunning in the charcoal black three-piece suit he has on this morning, "except you need me to jolt your memory?" He is suddenly too close to me.

His minty breath caresses my face, and I bite back the moan that threatens to escape my lips. My treacherous body. It responds to him too easily. I give in without even being aware of it.

"Yes...wait, no. What the hell? No." My brain is scrambled as I find the right answer. I push the button behind me, and the door falls open, Linc doesn't move away from me even though we are now exposed to the whole floor.

He is insane. His lips curl up in a smirk that almost stops my heart as I back aw