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She shrieked when he gripped the backs of her thighs and yanked them, lining her up with the edge of the table, and entering her with a loud groan. He pulled back and then thrust back into her again. Several more thrusts, and she could feel the desire inside her coil tighter once again, as he stoked another fiery bout of passion within her. She reached for him, but she was too far away from where he stood, so she sat up and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, unable to concentrate on anything but kissing him.
The position, and the public nature of the encounter, reminded her of their first night together, the night they’d met. In the Ferris wheel, overlooking Las Vegas Boulevard. It had been only a short time since then, but how things had changed. They’d been strangers that night. They’d gotten drunk, and then married. Gabe was now more to her than a sexy stranger. She’d learned many of his intimate secrets, and she wanted to know more. She wanted to know everything about Gabe.
Their eyes connected, and something passed between them. A flash of closeness. She knew Gabe felt it, too, but he buried his face in the crook between her neck and shoulder, as he pumped into her several more times before she felt his body stiffen in her arms, and he came with a harsh grunt against her skin. She felt a clutch in her chest as Gabe held her close. If she wasn’t careful, she could see herself falling in love with Gabe.
It’s already too late.The thought scared her, especially when it was followed by his words from just a short time ago.It’s only temporary.With their hearing date quickly approaching, she felt a small hollow grow in her chest. Each time with Gabe was more outrageous and more exciting than the last, and she wasn’t sure how she could go to just being colleagues once the ink dried on their annulment.
When their breaths quieted, she was certain she could hear the pounding of their hearts echoing off the dusty stacks of the law library, and she was brought back to where they were—the very public basement floor of their law office. The heavy slam of the door made them both jump.
“Oh my God.” Ellie scrambled down from the table, straightening her skirt. “Did someone see us?”
“No, it must have been something else,” he said. But his worried frown told her that he didn’t think that. “We would have heard them come in.”
“Would we? I’m going to be honest, I was only paying attention to you.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he told her, rubbing her back. “It’s fine. No one saw us.”
Ellie wished that she could believe that.
CHAPTER TWELVE
GABEWASEXHAUSTEDwhen he took a seat at the one empty chair left for him at the table at Thalia. He was meeting the rest of the Brotherhood for dinner. He’d spent most of the night up with Ellie, and then after she drifted off, sprawled across his chest, sleep had eluded him.
He’d discovered that day that the board would be voting tomorrow for either he or Ian to be the new partner at Burnham & Associates. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous. Only a stupidly cocky man would consider it a sure thing. He’d been a ball of tension all day.
“Where’s Ellie?” Alana asked, when Gabe took his seat. He could hear the annoyance in her tone. What was her problem with Ellie?
“Working.”
“Typical,” Alex said with a laugh. “You go out for dinner and get the juniors to do your work.”
“So, the annulment papers must be close to being signed?”
“We have our hearing in a week.”
“That’s a long time,” she muttered into her glass, before taking a drink.
“What’s your problem, Lana? I’m getting really sick of your attitude about all of this. What’s your problem with Ellie?”
“I don’t have a problem with Ellie. But do you want to talk about what I’m sick of? You—all of you—risking everything we’ve built here. You married a stranger without thinking about the businesses, or any of us, or how much we could have lost.”
“Ellie isn’t after our money.”
“How do you know that? You don’t even know her. You drank a couple of bottles of champagne and then took her to the chapel.”
“Alana, hold on—”
“No. I’m not done.” She slapped her hand down on the table. “For the past few years, I’ve watched you all do it. Brett almost ruined Collins/Fisher initiating a takeover to get Rebecca to notice him.”
“Hey!” Brett protested.
“Raf scuttled the election because of Jessica, and Alex almost destroyed the group to be with Maria. Don’t get me wrong, I love those women like sisters,” she said. “But pardon me, Gabe, for worrying that you’re thinking with your dick here.”
Gabe fumed. “I’m not thinking with my dick, Lana. I made a mistake, and I’ve dealt with it.”
The rest of the group stayed silent, knowing it was better to let them work out whatever was going on between them. “You’re still sleeping with her! You call thatdealing with it? You should have just cut and run.”
“What is this about? Are you jealous? Are you afraid that I’ll end up staying married to Ellie, and we’ll live happily ever after, and then you’ll be left out in the cold alone?”