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.He held her more tightly, and the muscles of his thighs contracted against her as he came with a hard thrust that sent her hands sliding forward, CDs in their jewel cases cascading onto the floor around them.He pulled out of her, then turned her to face him, and gathered her into his arms.She pressed her face against his sweat-dampened chest and breathed in deeply of the sex-and-male scent of him.A smell that was at the same time erotic and deeply comforting.He held her tightly, and she thought about how strong he was physically, yet how vulnerable his emotions were, at least around her.Her own emotions had felt pretty vulnerable lately around him, too.She cared for him so much, she sometimes forgot about everything else in her life.She started to laugh.“What’s so funny?” he asked.She drew back to look up at him.“Carl—or anyone else could have come walking in the past few minutes and I wouldn’t have cared.I probably wouldn’t have even noticed, I was so into it.”“I’m into you.” He smoothed her hair back from the side of her face.“You were in me.” She gave an exaggerated bump and grind to emphasize the words.“You know what I mean.” He kissed her, a single gentle brush of his lips against hers.“I love you.”The words were spoken in a whisper, and she wasn’t sure at first whether she’d really heard them, or dreamed them.But his eyes when he looked at her were filled with such tenderness, she felt a tightness at the back of her throat.“I love you, too, Adam.So much.”They held each other for a long time after that, not speaking.Then the air conditioner came on and she shivered.By silent agreement, they broke apart and dressed, then knelt to pick up the scattered CDs.“It’s almost eleven,” she said, straightening.“We didn’t get much work done,” he said, surveying the box of CDs that were yet to be sorted, the paperwork that hadn’t been completed.She shrugged.“It’ll get done, eventually.We can come in tomorrow and help Nick and Davie, if you like.”He nodded.“We’ll do that, then.I can drop you off at your place.Unless you want to come back to mine?”“I was thinking you could stay at my place.”He smiled.“I could be persuaded.”“Good.I’ve got a bottle of Godiva I just know needs drinking.”BONNIE PUNCHED in her security code on the door monitor at the KROK studios and waited for the click that told her the door had opened.She glanced around the darkened parking lot and shifted nervously from foot to foot.She never liked coming up here alone at night, but Doug had to work and she couldn’t put off taping these commercials any longer.She was supposed to have done them earlier in the week, but Carl’s refusal to look at her photos of Erica and Stan DeWitter, and his refusal to even listen to her had upset her so much she’d been in no mood to sound perky on tape.The door opened and she let herself in.She started across the lobby, then paused and slipped off her high heels.No sense risking someone finding out she was here.Adam and Erica were around somewhere, doing their shift at inventory.She was in no mood to run into them and have to explain that she was behind on her work.She’d tape these two commercials for Mighty Mike’s Used Cars then be out of there and no one would ever know.She bypassed the main studio and headed to a smaller one used for taping promo spots like this one.It was across the hall from the CD library, but with the door closed she doubted anyone would be able to hear her.Once in the studio, she set up the recording equipment, and pulled out the spiel from the ad agency.“Talk sexy,” the ad rep had said.“They don’t want the usual ad where the spokesperson shouts like all the listeners are a bunch of morons.”“I can do sexy,” she’d assured the man.After all, sexy was what she was all about.She leaned close to the mic.“Hello there,” she purred.“This is Bombshell Bonnie to tell you about an explosive deal going on right now at Mighty Mike’s Used Cars and Trucks.Don’t go anywhere else when it’s time to buy your dream ride.Mighty Mike has the perfect car or truck for you.No credit is no problem at Mighty Mike’s.If you’ve got a job, he can get you in a car.Mighty Mike’s, where car buying is a real blast!”She slipped on a pair of headphones and played back the tape, decided it sounded good, and recorded a second, similar announcement.She uploaded both files to the computer.On Monday, when the play list called for a Mighty Mike’s commercial, all the jock on duty had to do was punch it up on the computer and everything was good to go.She switched off the recording equipment and checked her watch.Time to meet Doug for a drink when he finished up his shift as a stocker at the computer warehouse.And then home for a little fun.She had a new outfit she’d been wanting to try out on him….A noise caught her attention as she stepped into the hall.A woman’s soft…moaning…rose above the music that pulsed through the speakers.The sound came again.Low and intense, it sent a prickle of awareness through her.This wasn’t a noise made by someone who was afraid or injured.No, this was a moan definitely associated with passion.She looked across the hallway.Was the noise coming from the library?She scooted across the hall and pressed her ear to the door.She heard a man’s low rumbled voice.Adam.A woman’s breathy reply.Probably Erica.Unless he’d managed to sneak some other woman up here.Slowly, with infinite care, Bonnie turned the knob and opened the door a scant inch.With one eye pressed to the gap, she could see across the room, to where Erica stood on a ladder in front of the CD shelves.The female half of the Hawk and Honey Show was stark naked, her body pale in the overhead light, small, perfect breasts standing at attention, her face, contorted by ecstasy, thrown back.Standing below her, his dark head bent to the task, Adam was going down on her with intense enthusiasm.Bonnie caught her breath at the sheer…eroticism of the moment.A ladder! Why hadn’t she thought of that?She stood up straighter and forced her attention away from fantasy.Erica and Adam obviously weren’t the mere “friends” they’d led everyone to believe.Now Erica’s question at the meeting, about Carl’s no dating rule, made perfect sense.Bonnie couldn’t keep a satisfied smile from her lips.Carl may have refused to look at her pictures of Erica and Stan DeWitter, but there was no way he’d be able to ignore this.Adam and Erica going at it like porn stars on station property—when they were supposed to be working.Bonnie’s glee faded somewhat as she realized Carl would never believe her story if she didn’t have proof.Damn! Why hadn’t she kept Doug’s camera phone with her? She’d returned it to him when he’d told her he needed it at work.She looked around for something—anything—she could use as evidence against the two lovers.Her gaze fell on the studio door as Erica’s cries rose in volume [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.He held her more tightly, and the muscles of his thighs contracted against her as he came with a hard thrust that sent her hands sliding forward, CDs in their jewel cases cascading onto the floor around them.He pulled out of her, then turned her to face him, and gathered her into his arms.She pressed her face against his sweat-dampened chest and breathed in deeply of the sex-and-male scent of him.A smell that was at the same time erotic and deeply comforting.He held her tightly, and she thought about how strong he was physically, yet how vulnerable his emotions were, at least around her.Her own emotions had felt pretty vulnerable lately around him, too.She cared for him so much, she sometimes forgot about everything else in her life.She started to laugh.“What’s so funny?” he asked.She drew back to look up at him.“Carl—or anyone else could have come walking in the past few minutes and I wouldn’t have cared.I probably wouldn’t have even noticed, I was so into it.”“I’m into you.” He smoothed her hair back from the side of her face.“You were in me.” She gave an exaggerated bump and grind to emphasize the words.“You know what I mean.” He kissed her, a single gentle brush of his lips against hers.“I love you.”The words were spoken in a whisper, and she wasn’t sure at first whether she’d really heard them, or dreamed them.But his eyes when he looked at her were filled with such tenderness, she felt a tightness at the back of her throat.“I love you, too, Adam.So much.”They held each other for a long time after that, not speaking.Then the air conditioner came on and she shivered.By silent agreement, they broke apart and dressed, then knelt to pick up the scattered CDs.“It’s almost eleven,” she said, straightening.“We didn’t get much work done,” he said, surveying the box of CDs that were yet to be sorted, the paperwork that hadn’t been completed.She shrugged.“It’ll get done, eventually.We can come in tomorrow and help Nick and Davie, if you like.”He nodded.“We’ll do that, then.I can drop you off at your place.Unless you want to come back to mine?”“I was thinking you could stay at my place.”He smiled.“I could be persuaded.”“Good.I’ve got a bottle of Godiva I just know needs drinking.”BONNIE PUNCHED in her security code on the door monitor at the KROK studios and waited for the click that told her the door had opened.She glanced around the darkened parking lot and shifted nervously from foot to foot.She never liked coming up here alone at night, but Doug had to work and she couldn’t put off taping these commercials any longer.She was supposed to have done them earlier in the week, but Carl’s refusal to look at her photos of Erica and Stan DeWitter, and his refusal to even listen to her had upset her so much she’d been in no mood to sound perky on tape.The door opened and she let herself in.She started across the lobby, then paused and slipped off her high heels.No sense risking someone finding out she was here.Adam and Erica were around somewhere, doing their shift at inventory.She was in no mood to run into them and have to explain that she was behind on her work.She’d tape these two commercials for Mighty Mike’s Used Cars then be out of there and no one would ever know.She bypassed the main studio and headed to a smaller one used for taping promo spots like this one.It was across the hall from the CD library, but with the door closed she doubted anyone would be able to hear her.Once in the studio, she set up the recording equipment, and pulled out the spiel from the ad agency.“Talk sexy,” the ad rep had said.“They don’t want the usual ad where the spokesperson shouts like all the listeners are a bunch of morons.”“I can do sexy,” she’d assured the man.After all, sexy was what she was all about.She leaned close to the mic.“Hello there,” she purred.“This is Bombshell Bonnie to tell you about an explosive deal going on right now at Mighty Mike’s Used Cars and Trucks.Don’t go anywhere else when it’s time to buy your dream ride.Mighty Mike has the perfect car or truck for you.No credit is no problem at Mighty Mike’s.If you’ve got a job, he can get you in a car.Mighty Mike’s, where car buying is a real blast!”She slipped on a pair of headphones and played back the tape, decided it sounded good, and recorded a second, similar announcement.She uploaded both files to the computer.On Monday, when the play list called for a Mighty Mike’s commercial, all the jock on duty had to do was punch it up on the computer and everything was good to go.She switched off the recording equipment and checked her watch.Time to meet Doug for a drink when he finished up his shift as a stocker at the computer warehouse.And then home for a little fun.She had a new outfit she’d been wanting to try out on him….A noise caught her attention as she stepped into the hall.A woman’s soft…moaning…rose above the music that pulsed through the speakers.The sound came again.Low and intense, it sent a prickle of awareness through her.This wasn’t a noise made by someone who was afraid or injured.No, this was a moan definitely associated with passion.She looked across the hallway.Was the noise coming from the library?She scooted across the hall and pressed her ear to the door.She heard a man’s low rumbled voice.Adam.A woman’s breathy reply.Probably Erica.Unless he’d managed to sneak some other woman up here.Slowly, with infinite care, Bonnie turned the knob and opened the door a scant inch.With one eye pressed to the gap, she could see across the room, to where Erica stood on a ladder in front of the CD shelves.The female half of the Hawk and Honey Show was stark naked, her body pale in the overhead light, small, perfect breasts standing at attention, her face, contorted by ecstasy, thrown back.Standing below her, his dark head bent to the task, Adam was going down on her with intense enthusiasm.Bonnie caught her breath at the sheer…eroticism of the moment.A ladder! Why hadn’t she thought of that?She stood up straighter and forced her attention away from fantasy.Erica and Adam obviously weren’t the mere “friends” they’d led everyone to believe.Now Erica’s question at the meeting, about Carl’s no dating rule, made perfect sense.Bonnie couldn’t keep a satisfied smile from her lips.Carl may have refused to look at her pictures of Erica and Stan DeWitter, but there was no way he’d be able to ignore this.Adam and Erica going at it like porn stars on station property—when they were supposed to be working.Bonnie’s glee faded somewhat as she realized Carl would never believe her story if she didn’t have proof.Damn! Why hadn’t she kept Doug’s camera phone with her? She’d returned it to him when he’d told her he needed it at work.She looked around for something—anything—she could use as evidence against the two lovers.Her gaze fell on the studio door as Erica’s cries rose in volume [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]