Linger
The scent of her perfume wafted to him and he was reminded of their night of passion. He closed his eyes recalling the way her hair dark was spread out across his pillow as he plunged into her body and shook her to the core. He recalled her panted oaths and cries of exaltation. He loved thinking that he was the only man to ever satisfy her primal needs, though he knew that she hadn't been the snow white virgin of his adolescent dreams.
She had been real. She had been gorgeous in her orgasmic presence. She had sent him over the edge and pulled him back again without breaking a sweat, then rode him until he could only hold on to her hips to keep from being lost in the sweet oblivion of her sex. She was perfect in his mind; perfect in every way and he wouldn't have changed their encounter for the entire world.
As he opened his eyes again, he watched her walk out of sight and he sighed. Sometimes people got things they never expected and when that happened they had to take what was given to them and accept the fact that it was a one night stand. He knew that she wasn't in love with him…which was why it was so hard to be her boss. Greg House had fallen for the one woman he couldn't have and she was going to be in his personal space until he couldn't take it any longer.
Remy Hadley was his sweet escape and their one night would serve as the reminder of what he wanted, but could never hold onto.