Yvonne Lindsay - Risking It All... - A High Stakes Seduction / For the Sake of the Secret Child

He hadn’t realized that looking past her glasses into those hazel eyes would put him under her quiet spell. Now he didn’t want Constance to leave at all. The power was back on and a soft light illuminated the room.

“Did you put your glasses somewhere safe?”

“They’re on the bedside table.” Her soft voice was a balm to his spirit.

“Good. I didn’t remember you taking them off and I don’t want them to get broken.”

“That’s sweet of you.”

Yeah. She was bringing out the sweet in him. He wanted to cherish her and take care of her. He loved to feel her relaxing in his arms. Letting go of the prickly armor she’d used to hold him at bay. It was magic to feel her opening up and exploring her own sensuality—and driving him half-insane in the bargain.

He kissed her cheek. “You’re something else, Constance Allen.”

“I’m certainly something else from who I thought I was. There have been a lot of surprises for me here in Massachusetts.”

“You’re surprised that I’m not the greedy crook the media make me out to be.”

“I had no preconceptions about you. I strive to be entirely open-minded. It’s essential in my work. If you go in with opinions, it will skew how you perceive the data.”

“You had no idea you’d succumb to my famous charms.”

“Now that is true.” Her eyes sparkled with humor. “I’m still not sure what the heck I’m doing in your arms.”

“Relaxing.”

“It’s not very relaxing knowing that if my boss—or anyone else—found out I’d be fired and probably lose my accounting credentials.”

“That’s why you’re not thinking about that part.” He didn’t want her to go back to her job and Ohio. He wanted her to stay here.

The thought struck him like a bolt of lightning. The thunder rolling outside echoed a storm that raged quietly in his heart. He was falling for Constance Allen. “Where are you hoping to go next in your career?”

“I’d like to achieve partner eventually. At least, I suppose I would. That’s the logical peak of my career. If I manage not to destroy it between now and then.”

“Have you ever wanted to do anything else?” Possibilities blossomed in his imagination. She could manage the casino’s accounts. After a reasonable cooling-off period from her assignment, of course. Their personal relationship would seem to develop naturally out of her employment at the casino.

Uh-oh. His feelings for Constance were making him creative.

“Not really. When I was younger I wanted to be a teacher, but I grew out of that. I’m better with numbers than people.”

He cocked his head. “I can see you being a teacher. And I think you’re just fine with people.”

“I don’t know. What if the kids didn’t listen to me?” Every now and then, when she was bored out of her mind with a particular project, she wondered if she’d made the wrong choice.

“Numbers don’t talk back.”

“Not often, anyway.” Soft and warm, she lay still against his chest. She no longer seemed ready to run away. “Though I’m always hoping that they’ll yell at me. Especially in a forensic investigation.”

“Like the one you’re doing now.” He stroked her hair.

“Exactly. I can’t believe I’m lying in your arms when I’m going to be combing through your books looking for fraud tomorrow.”

“Surely you’ve seen all you need to see by now. It’s hard to prove there’s absolutely no wrongdoing, but at what point do you call it quits?”

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