Seduced by the CEO

Beneath the streetlight, she pushed the key into the deadbolt lock, turning it full circle before twisting the knob and pushing the door open. As she worked up the strength to turn around, he gunned the engine, peeling away from the curb, accelerating down the empty block.

That was it. He was gone.

“Kalissa?” Megan called from the top of the stairs.

“On my way,” Kalissa managed in return, swallowing her disappointment and confusion as she secured the door behind her.

Megan came down a couple of steps. “How did it go?”

“Good,” said Kalissa, starting up the staircase. “Fine.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know.”

“Did he try something? Was he a jerk?”

“No, nothing like that.” It was nothing even remotely like that.

Megan turned, and they filed into the one room apartment.

Kalissa tossed her purse on the table and plunked down on the worn sofa.

“We had a great time,” she said, walking through it in her mind.

“And?”

“He kissed me. He kissed me on the Ferris wheel, then again while we walked on the pier, then he kissed me goodnight.”

Megan took the other end of the sofa. “So, why do you look so bleak?”

Kalissa was starting to question herself. “Okay, it’s not like I wanted to fight him off with a stick. But he didn’t make a move.”

“You just said he kissed you.”

“He didn’t try to get me back to his place.”

Megan grinned. “Let me get this straight. You’re upset because he was too much of a gentleman?”

Now, Kalissa was starting to feel embarrassed. “It’s always nice to be asked.”

“But you would have said no.”

“Yes.” Kalissa paused. “Maybe. Probably. Yes. I would have said no. But he seemed really into me, and then pfft, this little kiss goodnight.”

Megan peered at her. “Your lips are red and swollen.”

Kalissa’s fingertips went to her mouth. They were hot to the touch, and they did still tingle.

“He might just be a nice guy,” said Megan.

“Even nice guys want sex.”

“You’re funny. And you’re making too much of it. Did he say he’d call you?”

“He said he’d see me at his place.”

“Which, he will.”

“Not until Monday. Well, maybe Sunday afternoon.”

Megan pulled her legs beneath her. “Ah yes, the sleepover.”

“Do you think that’s weird?” Kalissa asked.

“Darci wanting you to spend the night at her mansion?”

“It’s less than two hours away.”

“You’re not going to want to drive home Saturday night. But the answer is yes. There’s nothing about you going to stay at your secret, billionaire, twin sister’s mansion that’s not a little weird. You don’t have to work at all on Sunday, you know.”

“We’re so busy,” said Kalissa. She wasn’t about to stick Megan with extra work. And she wanted to see Riley. She needed to talk to him again, to look him in the eyes and figure out exactly what had happened between them.

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