Yvonne Lindsay - A Forbidden Affair

She squared her shoulders and made her way to the laundry room where she’d hand washed and hung her underwear to dry during the course of the weekend. Her suit was on a hanger and had been brushed and steamed to get the creases out after being summarily left on the living room floor for several hours after Thursday night. She slid into her underwear and put on her suit. It felt strange to be dressed so formally after a weekend where clothing had been minimal.

She picked up her bag from in the living room and brushed out her hair before heading back to the bedroom to retrieve her shoes. She’d have to call a cab to get herself into work, she thought as she twisted her hair up into a knot and secured it with a clip she’d found in the bottom of her bag.

Nate was awake when she pushed open the door.

“Going somewhere?” he asked, his eyes unreadable as he watched her slide her feet into her shoes.

“Yeah, time to get back to reality.” She sighed. “This weekend has been great. Better than great, thanks.”

“That’s it?”

“What—” she laughed nervously “—you want more?”

“I always want more, especially of what we’ve had.”

“I never said I didn’t want to see you again.”

“But you implied it.”

Nicole shot him a nervous glance. Was he going to get all weird on her now?

“Look, I need to get home and then head into work.”

“No.”

She shot him another look, this time the curl of fear in her stomach unfurled to bigger proportions.

“What do you mean, no?”

“What I mean is, you’re coming to work with me.”

Nate pushed aside the bed sheets and rose to his feet, calmly picking up the jeans he’d discarded last night and sliding them on. Nicole struggled to avert her gaze from the fine arrow of hair that angled down from his belly button to behind the waistband of his pants. She’d followed that path, and more, several times this weekend. A hot flush of color rushed to her cheeks. She couldn’t let herself get distracted by sexual attraction. What on earth did he mean when he said she’d be working with him? She didn’t even know what he did for a living. And he didn’t know anything about her … did he?

“You’ve got it wrong, I have a job. A job I love, with a family I—”

“Don’t tell me you love them, Nicole. Not after what they’ve done to you.”

Instantly she rued the way she’d mouthed off in the car when he’d brought her here, and the truths she’d shared over a bottle of red wine as they’d curled naked beneath a blanket on the couch in front of a burning fire, late on Saturday night.

“They’re still family. At the very least I need to clear the air with them.”

“Oh, I think that’s a bit more than they deserve. Besides, the air will clear soon enough.”

Nicole crossed her arms across her stomach. “What on earth are you talking about?”

“When they learn who you’ve just spent this past weekend with, I very much doubt they’ll be welcoming you home with open arms. I’m pretty much persona non grata with your father.”

Nate’s lips lifted in a half smile, as if he was laughing at a private joke.

“You’re speaking in riddles. Why should they care who I spent the weekend with?” she snapped.

Nate came to stand in front of her. “Because I’m Nate Hunter—Nate Hunter Jackson.”

Nicole’s mind reeled on his words. Nate Hunter? The Nate Hunter? The reclusive billionaire who was the new head of Jackson Importers, her family firm’s arch nemesis? Her father had never had a kind word to say about Thomas Jackson, or his staff.

Hang on a minute. Nicole replayed his words in her mind. Had he said Nate Hunter Jackson?

“I see you’ve made the connection,” Nate said coolly. “And, yes, I am Thomas Jackson’s son. Sweet, isn’t it? All that time your father accused my dad of screwing around with your mother, he was actually with mine.”

Nicole looked at him in horror as his words slowly sank in, leaving her mind reeling. She hadn’t just been sleeping with a stranger over the entire weekend—she’d literally been sleeping with the enemy!

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