the cabinets. “You left so early on Sunday that we never did have a chance to…talk.”
Olivia paled. He wanted to talk about their night together? Now? Which is exactly what she said to him. “I really don’t think this is the time or the place for that discussion, Daniel. Clearly you realize that what happened was all a big mistake. I would appreciate it if we just let it be and never discussed it again.”
“We haven’t discussed it even once,” he said silkily, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair away from her face, his gaze heated on hers. “I want to discuss it. I want to discuss it in great detail.” With every word, he leaned in that much closer to Olivia until she was clearly holding her breath.
If there was one thing Olivia didn’t like, it was being mocked and that was clearly what Daniel was doing right now. He thought he was so smart trapping her in here with him and doing his best to intimidate her. Well it was time to put him in his place.
“Really?” she asked. “You want to discuss Saturday night in great detail?” Daniel lifted his head and her eyes locked on his. “You want to hear about how I thought you were your brother? How I thought it was your brother I was having sex with? That in that darkened room, it was David’s face that I was picturing? Is that what you wanted to discuss?” She folded her arms across her chest and stared defiantly at him.
“Olivia,” he warned.
“Or maybe you want to discuss how when I realized that it wasn’t David in bed with me that I ran out of the house as soon as I could?”
Daniel’s swift intake of breath told Olivia that she had hit her mark. She had seen Daniel in various stages of anger and irritation and knew that he was fuming with rage right now. “Was there anything else?” she asked triumphantly as she moved to get around him.
He reached out and grabbed her arm to stop her. “Actually, there was,” he said smoothly. “Tell me, Olivia, with all that talk of sex with David and picturing David while I was deep inside of you, are you thinking of him now? Is that what has your nipples so hard?” To prove his point, he gently ran the tips of his fingers over one hardened peak and smiled when she shivered.
In that moment he was sure that he had her; now she would admit that she was attracted to him and he’d feel free to move forward with his plans to seduce her back into his bed.
“As a matter of fact, I am,” she said and Daniel felt as if he’d been slapped. “You see, Daniel, I would have never slept with you willingly. It was David that I wanted; David that had me turned on. You took advantage of that fact and just the thought of how I let you do the things that you did to me makes me sick,” she spat.
He instantly released her. “You didn’t seem so sick at the time, sweetheart,” he reminded. “You were begging for more; even when we were both breathless and sweaty and near delirious with lack of sleep you begged for my touch.”
“No,” she said with deadly calm. “I begged for your brother’s.”
And with that she left the room.
****
A black rage filled Daniel. Olivia had never spoken back to him in all of the years they had worked together and in that short exchange she had managed to not only put him in his place but fairly made him doubt himself as a man and his masculinity.
Their night together had been beyond hot; it had been the greatest sex of his life. But knowing that in reality Olivia hadn’t been having sex with him, at least not mentally, irritated the hell out of him. Physically she had been all his but mentally, it was David that she was responding to.
“Like hell,” he growled and began to pace in the small confines of the pantry. This was something that he couldn’t let be. She may not have known that it was him in that bed but Daniel was sure that given the opportunity, her body would respond just as