After making my desk-related fantasies come true, he'd pulled me back onto his lap, where he'd held me in his arms and whispered sweet nothings into my ear as if I'd just personally delivered the best Christmas present ever.
As for myself, I'd felt like Christmas had come a week early and perversely, still had a week to go. Sure, it made no sense, but I couldn’t help the way I'd felt – or the way I was feeling now.
I was still basking in the warm happy glow when Harper gave a little gasp. "Oh, my God."
I looked around. "What?"
Her tone grew accusing. "You had sex with him."
I forced a laugh. "Oh, please."
She placed her hands on her hips. "Please what?"
I put on my innocent face. "What do you mean?"
"Normally, when someone says, 'Oh, please,' they follow it up with something that actually makes sense, as in, 'Oh, please, I'd never sleep with a guy who just screwed me over.'"
I reached up to the rub the back of my neck. "Well, when you put it likethat…"
Her eyes narrowed. "Youdid, didn't you?"
I winced. "Maybe a little." And yet, there'd been nothing "little" about what had happened in Cole's office. Cripes, even his desk was big. And don't get me started onhim.
My sister was sputtering now. "Maybe a little? What doesthatmean?"
"Um…"
"What?" she practically barked. "Kissing? Heavy petting? What?"
With as much dignity as I could muster, I said, "I don't think that's any of your business."
"Oh, my God," she said again. "You actually had intercourse."
Intercourse?
Yikes.
The term sounded way too clinical for what we'd done. And yet, I couldn’t deny the truth of her statement. Or rather, Icoulddeny it, but she would surely know I was lying.
With a resigned sigh, I finally said, "Well I didn'tplanto."
At this, her nostrils actually flared. "Did he force himself on you?"
The question startled me. "No."
"Did he get you drunk? Slip you a roofie? What?"
"No. Of course not."
"Are you sure?" She moved closer, and her gaze grew intense. "Tell me. Did youdrinkanything while you were there?"
I was offended on Cole's behalf. "Oh, come on! He's not like that."
"Oh, yeah?" she said. "Then answer the question."
"Fine," I snapped. "No, I didn't drink anything. Or eat anything either."
She threw up her hands. "Sowhydid you have sex with him?"
