#Chapter 91 – At the Office

Kent stares at me, frozen, for a moment. A little shiver passes through me as I see him looking at me, see his lips part minutely, see the shock run through him like a wave. And then, before I can blink, he’s in motion, crossing the room in four long strides and slamming the door shut behind me. I jump a little at the snapping sound of it, anxious to see Kent move with such determination. He’s a big man – a very big one – and when he moves gracefully like that – with deft movements and perfect control, when other men his size would plow through like a rhinoceros – Well, it’s unnerving, sometimes. But very, very sexy. “Fay,” he growls, grabbing me suddenly by the waist and pulling me against him. “What the hell are you doing, walking around the house like that?” “What?” I say innocently, feeling that sweet defiance sweep through me like the drug it is. “Was I not supposed to?” “No,” he snaps, giving me a little shake that makes me laugh, because even as he scolds he can’t keep