BlueMoon Goddess: OMG I finally had a chance to update this story! Sorry for the late update guys, I meant to do it last year during December but other stuff got in the way. Plus I was working on some AMV's since I do that as well and wanted to have them done for the Christmas holiday. You guys should check them out, my name is CrystalMoon72902 on YouTube so look me up and watch my vids sometime, though at the moment I don't have much InuYasha since I'm in the process of re-doing them but I have other anime's such as Yu-Gi-Oh!, Tokyo Mew Mew, Yu Yu Hakusho, and etc.

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha or the characters. They all belong to Rumiko Takahashi. Also all credit for the plot goes to Brenda Jackson's book 'Intimate Seduction,' since this is where the story comes from.

Summary: When Inuyasha finds his temporary housekeeper in his bed, of course he wants to give her a night of hot passionate sex she'll never forget. However Kagome's making sure she doesn't become the hanyou's latest conquest, though it sure is difficult trying.

Chapter 3

Fighting back a nervous shiver, Kagome quickly moved down the stairs in her haste to get to the laundry room. Her senses felt out of control, overworked, and all because of one certain hanyou. She was used to sparring with other guys, but sparring with Inuyasha Takahashi had rattled her brain.

She shouldn't have been tempted to lie down in his bed, but her mom had indicated he rarely made an appearance during the day due to his work schedule. Kagome had speciously assumed she would be long gone before he got home. How was she supposed to know the guy had gone away for the weekend and would come home unexpectedly?

He had found her in his bed and now the man had all kinds of crazy ideas. Did he really expect her to go out with him? And what she'd told him about taking a break from dating had been the truth. She was yet to meet a man who wasn't threatened by all her successful academic achievements. She had graduated early from high school at sixteen and was now about to graduate in a few more months, thanks to taking courses over the summer as well.

At least she would've been graduating if she wasn't providing assistance on a special project for NASA. Her professors had been glad for her to loan her expertise to the government but hadn't felt the need to reduce her work load for any of her classes. So she decided to give her full assistance to the project and finish out the semester during the fall.

Her thoughts then shifted back to Inuyasha and she couldn't help but make a face. Doing so was childish at best, but at least for a moment it made her forget she was a woman who was very much attracted to him. She fought back a groan.

'Why did this happen to me of all people and why him?' She thought bitterly. 'And why do I have a weakness for men in jeans? Especially a man who wore a pair like they were tailor made just for his body.'

Firm thighs, lean hips, tight abs and then there had been those muscles beneath his T-shirt. Although she hadn't wanted to, she had checked him out. Inuyasha Takahashi was well-equipped in all the right places.

She wasn't particularly pleased she had noticed that. In fact she wasn't at all pleased that he had made her fully aware of him as a man. She had done a good job over the last year concentrating on other things beside men. Men, more often than not, were a nuisance and she'd found it better to go through life trying to forget they even existed.

She glanced down at her watch. It was almost noon and she had one more home to clean that day. Deciding she needed to finish up and leave as soon as possible, Kagome loaded the washer and was about to put in the detergent and fabric softener when she heard the refrigerator open and close. She didn't have to look around to know Inuyasha had come downstairs and was in the kitchen.

After closing the lid on the washer, she braced herself before turning around. He was there, looking good in his jeans and watching her, checking her out. And not trying to hide the fact that he was doing so.

"Is there anything wrong Mr. Takahashi?" She fought to keep her voice even although her stomach churned something awful. And to make matters worse, she was finding it hard to breathe.

With his legs crossed at the ankles he was leaning against a kitchen counter, staring at her and looking as relaxed as any man should be. She wished she could feel as comfortable as he seemed to be.

"No there's nothing wrong." He finally said smoothly as he popped the cap off a beer bottle. "So, where have you been hiding Kagome?"

She raised a brow. "Pardon me?"

"I asked where you've been hiding. I'm surprised our paths never crossed before."

Kagome couldn't help but inwardly smile at the absurdity of that. Did the guy actually think he should know every single female in New York? Obviously he did. "I doubt we run in the same circles Mr. Takahashi. Besides, New York isn't a small place."

She thought about telling him exactly what she's doing now but changed her mind after recalling other men's attitude once she shared it with them. She was immediately labeled a mad scientist or chemistry geek. Better to let him assume she cleaned houses for a living.

"How old are you?"

Instead of responding she asked. "How old do you think I am?"

His eyes scanned her face, as if to study her features. Her body warmed when his gaze dropped to her chest and began studying the V of her blouse like the size or shape of her breasts beneath the cotton material would tell him anything. Her throat grew tight and she felt a hot sensation in the lower part of her stomach. And then, of all things, she felt her nipples harden against her blouse.

"So what do you think?" She asked in an attempt to direct his gaze back to her face. It was slow in coming and the smile that touched his lips made her wish she hadn't asked the question since she knew he would read it wrong.

"I personally think they're a nice pair."

She frowned, not believing he'd actually said that. "I was referring to my age Mr. Takahashi."

"Inuyasha." He inserted quickly.

Ignoring his comment Kagome said. "You were supposed to guess my age."

"Oh yea that's right." A wry smile touched his lips, but not at all apologetic. He studied her face again and she could feel herself blush under his intense golden scrutiny.

"I'd say around twenty-one or twenty-two."

Kagome wondered if he was being truthful or not. But ignored and replied. "I'm nineteen."

Inuyasha took another sip of his beer and the surprise in his eyes was genuine. "Really, you don't look it."

Ignoring his answer Kagome asked. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-five."

'And a very handsome and well-built twenty-five at that.' She thought. His sensual chemistry mixed with a hefty dose of raw sexuality and she was being affected by all that virility. Dragging in a deep breath she said. "I need to finish everything upstairs and get out of your way."

A disarming smile touched his lips. "You aren't in my way."

But he was in hers and if she didn't remove herself from his presence she would continue to think about indulging in things she shouldn't. Not only was he challenging her mentally, but he was doing physical things to her, things that no man had ever done before, without a touch, caress…or kiss.

At the moment she felt her lips tingle and she felt butterflies in her stomach. She glanced at her watch. "I need to wrap things up here to be at my next client's home before two." She said.

"No problem, I'll let you get back to work, but first I need to ask you something."

She stepped into the kitchen and slipped her sandals on her feet. He was watching her every move, staring down at her feet. Then his eyes moved up her legs before finally meeting her gaze again. She slowly arched a brow in response. He had already asked her out and she had turned him down. She wondered what he had to ask her now. "Ask me what?"

He took another sip of his beer. "I'm sure your mother explained to you that I'm a man who appreciates my privacy, which is why I want personalized service from cleaning my home."

She lifted a brow. "Are you saying that you have a problem with me being here?"

"No, you've explained why you're here. You've also indicated your mother won't be able to do any cleaning for about six weeks."

She looked at him, wondering where he was going with this. She folded her arms across her chest. "Yes…that's what I said."

"In that case I hope you can understand I expect you to be the one, the only one, to handle things here. It would piss me the hell of to discover some other person having access to my house."

She frowned. "We have a number of good employees who…"

"Won't be coming here." He said firmly. "Your mother understood when I hired her agency that I had a problem with a lot of strangers having access to my home, which is why she took on the job herself. Now that she's not capable of doing it, either you take care of things or no one at all."

Kagome tried to keep her frown from deepening. He was trying to be difficult. If her mom didn't consider him such an important client she'd give him an ultimatum, either accept whatever one of the other Touch of Heaven Housekeeping Agency's employees she assigned to clean his house or end his association with the agency.

Instead she said. "Fine."

"And I want to increase my services to once a week instead of twice a month."

She had to refrain from glaring at him. His request was ridiculous considering cleaning his home had been a piece of cake compared to the condo owned by Yves Benjiro.

Inuyasha kept his eyes on her, not for a single second looking away. "Will that be a problem?" He asked.

There was only one answer she could give him. "No, there won't be a problem. Do you want to keep your Monday appointment?"

"Only if I'm your sole client for that day." At her raised brow he clarified by saying. "Just in case you accidentally fall asleep again…in my bed."

Her jaw was set firm when she replied. "Like I said, it won't happen again."

He smiled. "But in case it does."

Kagome inwardly sighed. "It won't."

He nodded, lowered his voice and said. "Regardless, I want you to give this place your full attention. And if you can switch from Mondays to another day of the week, I would prefer it."

"I'll see what we can do." She said trying to keep the frustration out of her voice.

"Thank you."

"Now I'd like to ask you something." Kagome said fuming inside.

He waited a long moment before asking. "What do you want to ask me?" He took another sip of his beer.

"Do you normally hit on every woman who crosses your path?"

Inuyasha gave her that seductive smile again. "Every woman…no, but I don't have any uncertainties about hitting on a woman I'm interested in. Like I told you earlier, I believe in going after what I want so there're some things I don't beat around the bush about."

"Apparently." And without saying anything else, she moved past him to go back upstairs.

Inuyasha's lips eased into a crooked smile, before finishing off the last of his beer and placing the empty bottle on the counter. Boxing his ears wouldn't be so bad if he got to lock lips with her in the process.

While she was talking, his gaze had been fixed on her mouth. Never before had he seen a pair of lips so deliciously tempting and just the thought of savoring them, licking them crazy, sent instantaneous heat flooding his insides. Being attracted to any woman was precisely the sort of thing he didn't need right now.

The matters of TC, specifically the product under development, were enough to occupy his attention. The Takahashi Corporation had been working on a product that could make them millions and had hired a renowned chemist, Ichigo Matsuda, to create the formula for said special product. The research, which had begun over a year ago and had been deemed top secret, had gotten unwanted attention when a rival company had learned about it. They had gone so far as to try and obtain the formula. A high degree of security was in place since TC had decided not to take any chances.

When he heard the vacuum cleaner start up, he decided to make the ham, lettuce and tomato sandwich after all. He may have been overtaken by lust but in no way did he plan to starve over it.

He reached out to open the pantry at the exact moment his cell rang. Pulling it off his belt, he checked the ID screen and saw it was Rin, his sister-in-law. He immediately touched the screen. "Tell me you're calling to invite me to dinner."

She chuckled. "You don't need an invitation to dinner Inuyasha. You know you're always welcome. That's not the reason I called, I need a favor.

He smiled. "Anything for a slice of your famous apple pie."

"Um, I wasn't going to bake a pie tonight, but I'm sure that can be arranged."

"Alright then, what's the favor?"

"My assistant has a doctor's appointment tomorrow and there's this huge delivery I need to take over to the hotel and arrange for a business meeting on Wednesday morning. Any other time I would close down the shop while I'm gone, but one of my suppliers needs to deliver some more vases in the afternoon. Sesshomaru is picking up the baby when he gets off work so I don't want to bother him about coming here and covering for me, especially with Riku. You and I know my son's a handful. Since you have to pass here on your way to Blu Ivory Café, I wondered if you'd be willing to make a pit stop here and hold down the fort for about an hour or so."

He'd done so before, last year when she'd been in a crisis. "Hey, that's no problem. What time do you need me?"

Everyone in the family knew he arrived to work at seven in the morning and left at three o'clock, unless some sort of emergency came up. He worked hard but liked playing even harder. The Blu Ivory Café was jointly owned by several famous athletes, including Gun. It was a popular bar and grill in downtown New York and one of his favorite places to eat and hang out. It was customary for him to drop by there every day after work before heading home.

"Around three-thirty."

"I'll be there." He said, already tasting her mouthwatering apple pie.

"Thanks Inuyasha, you're a sweetheart."

"Of course I am, and before you hang up I need to place an order of flowers to be delivered tomorrow to my housekeeper. She's recuperating from an ankle injury."

"Sure what's her name?"

"Kozakura Higurashi, hold on while I get her address right quick."

"No need, I've delivered several flowers to her already. Evidently she's a well-liked lady. I'll make sure these get out tomorrow." Rin assured.

"Thanks, and I'll see you tomorrow."

He smiled thinking his brother had struck gold with his sister-in-law. Rin was extra special because not only did she cook mostly every day, and he knew he could drop in for a free meal, but she had made his older brother a happy man and actually loosened him up. No one suspected Sesshomaru's emotionless self to actually find someone to marry, hell he never really dated much and the only times he was seen with a woman was for the company's or other special functions in town. But he met Rin and after only two years together the two were married and now had Riku their two year-old son. Like most kids his age, Riku kept his parents on their toes. Nowadays, there was never a dull moment at Sesshomaru and Rin's house.

Inuyasha finally noticed the vacuum cleaner was no longer running when he heard the sound of Kagome's footsteps. He glanced over his shoulder. She stood in the middle of the kitchen with her purse slung over her shoulder, ready to go.

"I'll be leaving now Mr. Takahashi." She said in a very professional tone.

He turned to her and smiled. "I'm Inuyasha, say it."

He saw the frown that lit her eyes. "I think it's best to keep things strictly business between us, Mr. Takahashi."

If she was trying to grate on his last nerve, he wouldn't let her. Her attitude only made him more determined to one day hear his first name flow passionately from her lips. "Ok, but business or otherwise you can still call me Inuyasha."

"I prefer not to."

He moved away from the pantry to come and stand directly in front of her. "Then I plan on working hard to change your mind Kagome…and I will succeed."

Kagome opened her mouth to give him a blistering retort to tell him he would fall right on that fine looking ass of his, but paused. If keeping her mouth shut meant retaining him as a customer for her mother then she would overlook his arrogant attitude. Instead she said. "I'll discuss your request for increased service with my mom and determine the days that will work for us and for you."

She turned and headed for the door, fully aware he was right on her heels. Before she reached her destination, he said. "I've thought about it and I prefer Fridays if that day is available."

She paused and then turned around. "I'll check my mom's schedule and I'll get back to you later this week." She knew her tone of voice suggested she wasn't looking forward to doing so.

"Fine and I'll look forward to receiving your call. And here."

She glanced down at the twenty-dollar bill he was holding out to her. "What's that for?"

He chuckled. "It's your tip. I usually leave it on the kitchen table for your mother. But since you're the one who cleaned up the place today, it's yours."

Kagome backed up, refusing to take it. "That's not necessary. We bill you monthly for your cleaning service."

"I already know that, but I believe in tipping as well. So take it."

She started to refuse it again but changed her mind. She wouldn't keep it for herself but would pass it on to her mom. "Thank you." She said, taking the money from his hand.

Their fingers touched and the main thing she hadn't wanted to happen did. Sensual energy released in her body, rousing her senses. It had been bad enough to deal with the vibes that had been radiating between them. An actual touch was downright dangerous.

She tried ignoring the reaction and hoped he did as well, since it wouldn't get either of them anywhere. Unfortunately, she could interpret the look in his eyes. Whereas she intended to ignore it, he planned on doing no such thing. Not only was the man arrogant but he was a rebel as well.

She fixed him a chilly look. "Like I said earlier, I'll get back to you later this week."

"I look forward to your call."

'I bet you do.' She thought. Fighting back the temptation to say something smart to him, she turned, without saying another word to him, opened the door and left.

"How was your first day dear?"

Kagome smiled as she looked across the room into the questioning eyes of her mom. When she'd gotten home after taking care of her last client for the day she'd found her mother taking a nap. Kagome had taken the time to prepare something for dinner before her mom had awakened. The doctors had said the medication for pain would make her sleep for long periods of time. And although Kagome regretted her mother's broken ankle, she of all people knew this forced period of rest was just what her mother needed. She'd worked too hard all her life.

"Today was challenging only because I had to get familiar with the layout of each home and figure out the best way to utilize my time." Kagome finally told her mom. She saw no reason to inform her mom that she had fallen asleep in Inuyasha Takahashi's bed.

"Mr. Takahashi was out of town for the weekend and didn't get your message." She couldn't help but smile when she added. "Needless to say, I was definitely a surprise to him."

"I'm sure you were. He's very particular about who cleans up his home. He likes protecting his privacy. I understand the woman from his last cleaning service tried coming on to him and when he didn't return her advances, she threatened to pass on information about him to the newspaper's gossip column."

Kagome lifted a brow, enlightened. No wonder he was such a hard nose about someone else coming in to clean his place. "He wants to move into a weekly slot, preferably Fridays."

When she set the cup of tea in front of her mom, she noticed her frowning. "He wants cleaning service every week?" Kagome's mother asked.

"Yes."

"Why? There's not much to do on the days he's paying us for now. He's a rather clean man, not a slob like Benjiro."

Kagome couldn't agree more. Yves Benjiro was a slob and what was sad was the fact he had a live-in fiancée, so to be fair Kagome wasn't sure which of the two deserved the title. The house had been a complete mess. And it seemed that the two had had a fight the night before. Broken dishes had littered the kitchen floor when she'd arrived. From the looks of things, the argument had started during dinner and had been a doozy.

"Well, that's what he wants." Kagome said, sliding into the chair opposite her mom with her own cup of tea. It had always been a ritual for her mom to enjoy a cup of herbal tea in the evening after dinner.

"Then we need to see how we can adjust our schedule to accommodate him. He was one of the first clients I took on and through him I got a lot of good referrals. Besides, he pays well and is a generous tipper."

Kagome nodded at her mom's words. "He gave me a twenty-dollar tip, which I put in the emergency fund jar." She said.

"Kagome you should have kept it, you earned it." Her mother replied.

Kagome shook her head. "No big deal." A smile then touched her lips. "He thinks I'm a regular employee with your cleaning service."

Her mother lifted a brow. "And you didn't set him straight and inform him that you're earning a PhD in chemistry at Princeton University?"

She shrugged. "I saw no reason to do that. He can think whatever he wants, as long as he pays for his cleaning service each month."

Kagome took a sip of her tea and deciding to change the subject said. "Sango called while you were asleep. She and I are getting together Friday night and going out."

Sango was her friend since they were in the first grade. While growing up they were thick as thieves and after high school when Kagome decided to go to Princeton and Sango remained here to attend college, they made a point to get together whenever Kagome returned home during the breaks.

Kagome's mother smiled. "I'm glad to hear it. I feel bad about you leaving school to come help me take care of my business. I promise to do everything I can to hurry up and get better."

"And I don't want you to worry about it mom. You need me and I'm here. I had a long talk with Souta last week about my coming here and staying until you're back on your feet makes perfect sense."

Souta was her younger brother and was currently studying abroad in London for a program at his school. Kagome had to convince him that he didn't have to leave to come and help their mom since she was taking a break from school and she would get here faster than he would.

"Besides, I needed a break from the university anyway." Kagome tacked on. "I did agree to be back in time at the start of the fall semester in time for that lecture the department head wants me to take part in and they were grateful for that."

Her mother took a sip of tea and then looked at her and asked. "So what do you think of Inuyasha? Most of the time I've cleaned his place he's at work, however the few times I've seen him I found him to be quite a charmer."

Charmer? Please that was the last thing she'd thought of him. And how did they get back on the topic of Inuyasha anyway? She shrugged. "I guess some women would find him a charmer, but I was really busy cleaning his home to take notice."

At the moment the phone rang and she was grateful for an excuse to get up from the table to escape conversation about Inuyasha Takahashi.

"And you actually found the woman sleeping in your bed?"

The man sitting across from Inuyasha at a table in the Blu Ivory Café rarely showed surprise, but he did now. Gun had to be the most unflappable man Inuyasha knew. Regardless of his ability to retain his cool, Gun did have one major flaw that few people detected. He had a stubbornness that he effectively hid behind a billowy cloud of charisma and charm. He was also loyal to a fault to those he trusted and considered friends. Inuyasha knew he fell in both categories.

"Yes, she was in the bed upstairs." He responded and watched as Gun's eyes widened.

"What did you do?"

'Not what I'd wanted to do.' Inuyasha thought as he sighed deeply. "I woke her up…after checking her out first. I liked what I saw."

Gun smiled. "Regardless, you caught her sleeping on the job and knowing you I'm surprised you didn't fire her on the spot."

Inuyasha was surprised as well. But there had been something about his Goldilocks that had given him pause…as well as a hard-on that still had her name wrapped around it. How could he explain to his friend that when he had gazed down at Kagome, desire as hot as it could get, as deep as it could go had blazed through him? And he doubted he could explain why he wanted her back in his bed with an intensity he hadn't felt in years, if ever.

"I could've fired her but I didn't." He decided to say after taking a sip of his beer right out of the bottle.

Gun chuckled. "And that, my friend, says it all."

Inuyasha raised a brow. "And what exactly is it saying?"

Gun leaned back in his chair. "The extent of your interest, that finding her in your bed, that particular bed, had given you what you see as a vested interest in her life."

Now it was Inuyasha's time to laugh. "Not her life Gun, just her body."

There, he'd spoken out loud the very thought that had been running through his mind ever since Kagome Higurashi had walked out of his door. She was a woman, a good-looking woman, a very sexy and enticing woman.

A woman he wanted.

He had decided the moment he'd stared down into her open brown eyes that he wanted her. Sexual chemistry between them had been thick, the air surrounding them charged, dangerously so. He would go so far and admit he didn't particularly understand that part of the equation, but he would accept it now and dwell on it later. He knew what he wanted and would act on it. In a way he already had. She would be in his home at least once a week for the next six weeks, a strategic move that he was pretty damn proud of.

"So what do you know about her?"

Inuyasha didn't say anything for a moment, thinking about Gun's question he then said. "In addition to having a nice-looking body and a beautiful face, she's nineteen. Her mother, my regular housekeeper, hurt her ankle and will be laid up for at least six weeks and she's filling in to help out."

He then fell silent for a moment as he remembered her in his house. The most prominent memory was how she'd folded her arms beneath her breasts and stared at him with the defiance in her eyes. But still, there had been something about her that certainly had his insides simmering in heated longing. Inuyasha rarely gave any woman a lasting consideration, definitely never thought of plotting the sexual downfall of one, but all afternoon he'd been doing that very thing.

"And I know by her own admission, that she's currently not seeing anyone. In fact she says she's taking a break from dating."

Gun lifted his brows. "Why?"

"We didn't cover the details, not that it matters since she'll start dating me."

"Good luck."

Inuyasha took another pull from his beer bottle and then asked, "Good luck?"

"Yes, I've never known you to get so interested in any woman. The next six weeks should be rather interesting."

Inuyasha held back the urge to laugh out loud. Instead he said in an amused voice. "And I assume you think that you can talk?"

It was a known fact between the two of them that Gun had fallen hard for a woman from Florida, however the woman was unfortunately playing hard to get, but Gun was determined to get her anyway.

Just like Inuyasha planned to get Kagome.

The difference was that Gun, by decision of his own, which still had Inuyasha confused, had allowed himself to get snarled without even putting up a fight. That was a predicament Inuyasha didn't intend to ever find himself in. He enjoyed female companionship like the next guy, but he knew when and where to draw the line. No woman, no matter how gorgeous her legs were, would get the best of him. In his mind she was a body to be had, pleasured and enjoyed.

"I'm thinking about going to Florida this weekend." Gun said, breaking into Inuyasha's thoughts.

Inuyasha was unaffected by Gun's words. His friend was determined to pursue a woman who didn't want to be pursued.

"I propose a toast," Gun said picking up his beer bottle. "To women…the ones we want for whatever reason we want them and may we both be successful in achieving our goals."

Their bottles clinked and then they both took a huge gulp. The main thought on Inuyasha's mind as he felt the bitter-tasting liquid flow down his throat was that he would indeed be successful with Kagome Higurashi.

The next morning Inuyasha arrived at the office and discovered his calendar was full and that there was an important meeting with Sesshomaru in their father's office at nine.

He always liked arriving to work early, usually coming straight from the gym where he gave his body an intense workout for an hour before showering and dressing to arrive at the office by seven.

His secretary usually got in around eight, which meant he had a couple hours to handle whatever was at the top "must take care of" list without any interruptions. There was a time Sesshomaru would arrive around six or earlier. But since he got married he seemed reluctant to leave his wife any sooner than he had too. And now since Riku arrived he flexed his schedule, due to him taking him to the nursery or picking him up. Either way, Inuyasha can tell his brother enjoyed stepping into the role of being a father.

Inuyasha sat down at his desk with a cup of coffee in his hand and rolled his eyes at the mere thought of any woman keeping him in bed beyond what he deemed was necessary. Men had a tendency to get too carried away with the opposite sex. Hell, they got carried away with sex period…or in his case, as he would admit grudgingly, the thought of getting sex.

And of course at the mention of sex made him think of Kagome…shit, he had thought endlessly about her last night, if the truth be told. And alone in his office with just his thoughts, he might as well tell it. He had dreamed about her and her legs. He had even gone farther than that by thinking about the juncture of those legs and how he'd love to lose himself in that section of her body. A part of him wished she hadn't changed the linen on his bed. Instead of welcoming the clean, he had longed for her scent, a reminder that she had been in his bed.

But even without her scent as a memory, he had remembered. He had remembered to the point where he'd gone to sleep with a hard-on as a result of thinking about her, recalling what he'd seen when he had lifted that bedspread off her while she slept. She had looked so damn good in her shorts and top that he couldn't help wonder just how she would look naked.

'Hopefully I won't have to wonder about it for too long.' Inuyasha thought with a smirk.

Kagome sipped her chai tea trying to decide when would be the best time to call Inuyasha. She and her mom had worked on the schedules and after shifting a couple of customers from Friday to Thursday, with their consent of course, they had come up with a workable solution to accommodate his request.

She was working on the inside today, from the office set up in her mom uses, doing payroll and ordering supplies and had been for the time being, successful in talking her mom into taking it easy and getting some rest.

Checking the clock on the wall once again, she figured Mr. Takahashi should be in his office by now and decided to give his business number a try. Taking a deep breath, she picked up the phone, glanced at the business card her mom had attached to the file and punched in the numbers. It didn't take long for his secretary to answer.

"Takahashi Corp, Inuyasha Takahashi's office how may I help you?"

"Yes may I speck with Mr. Takahashi?"

"Who may I ask is calling please?"

"Kagome Higurashi."

"Please hold on Ms. Higurashi."

Kagome pushed away from the desk to glance out the window, trying to get her mind off the fact that in a few moments she would be hearing the sound of Inuyasha Takahashi's voice again. Maybe she was suffering from a case of concentrating too much on work and not enough on the opposite sex. Why else would the sight of a good-looking man with a sexy voice have her mind flipping around like a fish out of water?

It wouldn't take much to close her eyes, recall and visualize yesterday's encounter with him. After leaving his place, driving over to her next client's home had been difficult. She'd been overheated, blatantly hot. If she could have gone somewhere and stripped down to her panties and bra she would have been tempted to do so.

And the sad thing about it was that her body's high temperature had had nothing to do with the weather here. It had been a hot day in July, true enough, but not a scorcher. She could now attribute her fever yesterday to Mr. Takahashi.

Mr. Takahashi.

He had tried several times to get her to call him Inuyasha and she had refused to do so, would continue to do so. To call him by his first name sounded too personal and she didn't want to have that kind of relationship with him. She refused to have any sort of relationship with him.

Her thoughts were snapped back to the present when she heard the phone click in her ear and then…"Hello, this is Inuyasha."

Immediately her heart began pounding and even though she didn't want it to, her body began heating up, similar to the way it had yesterday. The man had such a sexy voice.

"Hello?"

At the sound of that voice again, she suddenly realized that she hadn't responded to his first greeting and quickly said. "Yes, Mr. Takahashi, this is Kagome Higurashi from Touch of Heaven Housekeeping Agency."

"Yes Kagome, what can I do for you?"

His words flowed across her body like a stroke of some explosive fluid to a simmering brushfire. She'd never concentrated on the sound of a masculine voice before, especially not to this degree. And the sound of one had definitely never even come close to giving her a sexual thrill. For her to come this unglued meant she had gone without male company too long.

"Kagome?"

She sighed and pushed a lock of hair back from her face while trying to ignore the way he said her name. His sensuous tone stroked something within her that so far no man had ever stroked fully before.

Passion.

While growing up as a teen, instead of the pursuit of boys occupying most of her time like her friends did, she found solace in her books. When she went off to college, being younger than the other students had and still is at some points challenging. That's when she met Jin Emerson. Like her, he had been totally absorbed in his books…or so she had thought. She had found out the hard way that he'd been just as cunning, controlling and manipulating as he'd been brilliant. And he had been cruel, had eroded her confidence as a woman and her ability as a mate to keep the man she loved satisfied sexually. He hadn't minced words when he'd talked about her lovemaking abilities, or lack of them.

Even with the disappointment of that brief affair with Jin, Kagome truly believed that somewhere deep inside of her an intense amount of stored-up fire was just waiting to be released. But she was determined to keep it under lock and key, although a part of her yearned to set it free.

"Yes Mr. Takahashi," she finally said, determined to keep things on a professional level between them. "I'm calling to let you know that Special Touch will be able to accommodate your request to have one of our employees–"

"One of your employees?" He cut in sharply to ask.

Kagome knew why he'd done so and modified her words. "I will be there Friday and when my mom gets back on her feet, she will resume her duties as your personal housekeeper."

There, she hoped he was satisfied. She shifted, uncomfortable in her chair suddenly, feeling as if she'd just placed herself at his beck and call for six weeks. She shrugged off the idea, thinking that she would probably be in his home no more than two to three hours each week.

"That sounds better Kagome. A whole lot better. Thanks for calling to inform me of the change. It says a lot for your mother's agency to try and work with her clients this way."

Kagome rolled her eyes. "We aim to please." She said tartly and immediately saw the error in doing so when he replied.

"Aim to please? Um, that's good to know. Goodbye Kagome."

"Goodbye, Mr. Takahashi."

Kagome hung up the phone thinking at least she had gotten through the conversation relatively unscathed and not feeling as if she'd been stripped naked. But for some reason she had been left with the impression that she wouldn't be so lucky the next time around.

Inuyasha leaned back in his chair ending his call with Kagome. It somewhat amused him that she still refused to call him by his first name, but all that would definitely change after they shared their first kiss. After that, not only would she say his name, but she would be purring it.

He closed his eyes to recall some of the finer details of yesterday. He moved past the episode of discovering her in his bed, but only because that segment had consumed his entire mind most of yesterday and the majority of last night. Instead he chose to fast-forward to when he'd come downstairs to find her in his laundry room bending over while loading his sheets into the washer. He was surprised he was still breathing. Never before had a pair of legs seemed so in sync with a lush ass. It was either use the cold drink to cool off or take the chance of burning to a cinder. He remembered too when he had stood in front of her, right before she'd made a fast exit for the door. He'd had come close to leaning in and kissing her.

"Mr. Takahashi, your brother phoned to remind you of the meeting in your father's office at nine."

Upon hearing his secretary's voice, Inuyasha opened his eyes and his gaze immediately landed on the clock on his desk. It was ten past nine. "Let Sesshomaru know that I'm on my way Keiko."

He quickly stood and made his way out of his office door. How could he let fantasies of a woman who was playing hard to get totally swamp his thoughts? A profound edginess flowed through him as he made his way down the hall toward the elevator. He refused to let Kagome turn his entire mind topsy-turvy. No sooner had he made that vow when he felt heat surface his body at the thought of all the wild sex he planned to have with her once he seduced her, hell just thinking about those legs that he liked so much being wrapped around him while he fucked her seemed to boost his energy level. He stepped into the elevator thinking next Friday couldn't get there fast enough.

BlueMoon Goddess: Well there we go, hope this was worth the wait since this chapter was very long (in my sense it is, 17 pages in Word). Things are starting to heat up as we saw, so look out for the next chapter, until next time! ^_^