Four Shades of Recovery: Boxed Set by J. S. Luxor Page B

Jacob didn’t know you all that well.”
     
    I agree, “He was a business friend. I certainly didn’t have a personal relationship with him if that’s what you’re thinking.”
     
    It feels good to assure Matt about my background with Jacob. I don’t want to mention how well Jacob knew Michael. In fact, it would be ideal if I could avoid any mention of Jacob’s role in Michael’s life.
     
    “He certainly seemed to take more than a business friend’s interest in you last evening.” Matt’s quite perceptive and not one to easily let the subtle issues drop.
     
    “It’s probably due to the fact that he was shocked to see me,” I tell him though I know it’s an unconvincing statement.
     
    “Is there anything more you want to tell me about this Jacob guy?” Matt asks. He’s relentless with his questions but I’m determined to have a wonderful evening with my guy.
     
    “He’s already left for the return trip to Florida. Does that make you happy?” I flirt openly with my date and kiss him lightly on the lips. Matt’s diverted at last.
     
    Matt looks into my eyes and his pupils dilate. He pulls me closer and kisses me with conviction. “The wine really gave me a buzz. How about you, Megan?”
     
    “Since we’ve finished the bottle, yeah, I’m certainly feeling the effects,” I admit and kiss him back with growing ardor.
     
    “Would you like to take me back to your place this evening?” he asks as his voice drops into the panty dropping range. I look at him and lick my lips. Last night was phenomenal but I’ve got a long day ahead of me at work tomorrow and I’m not sure I can spend the night making love again. Not with the mojo that we seem to have going for us this time around.
     
    “Much as I would love to fly you to the moon, baby, I think it’s best that we call it a night,” I whisper.
     
    “I’m not sure I have the power to resist you, Megan.”
     
    “Just think of the night after tomorrow. We’ll eat at your place and have a marathon evening of love making to compensate,” I promise with a tongue across my lower lip.
     
    “I’m going to hold you to that promise,” Matt says with heat. “I can’t wait for tomorrow.”
     
    “Same here, Matt. We’re going to have a great time.”
     
    He drops me at the condo and I’m giddy with love. I unlock the door and head to my bedroom for a good night’s sleep. As I take off my shoes and jewelry, I hear a buzz on my door. I run to see if it’s Kim or Matt. I buzz them in. I’m wrong about the visitor.
     
    “Hello, Michael,” I say and begin to shiver. “Won’t you come in?” It’s the last thing I want to ask but I must.
     

Chapter Three – Stalker
     
    MEGAN’S POV
     
    Michael Kingsfield knows he’s powerful. He’s also a very good looking, fit and muscular 48 year old master of the universe. I know that I need to tread carefully around him. My first priority involves limiting his knowledge of Matt. The second priority concerns Abby.
     
    I smile weakly as I look into his determined face. “How did you find me Michael?”
     
    He struts into my living area and looks directly into my face. “You can’t hide from me, Megan. At least not for long.”
     
    “So Jacob told you that he saw me,” I might as well admit what we both know and then probe for what other information Michael discovered about my private life.
     
    “Yes, Jacob called me just after he met with you. As you can guess, I asked him to have you tracked.” Michael steps into my personal space and I step back a bit. He wants to touch me.
     
    “Does that mean you know where I work and live, now?” The walls are closing in around me and I want to scream. I count to five while breathing slowly. I expand the space between us.
     
    “Of course. I’m a man on a mission.” He stares at me with a dark, possessive look. 
     
    “What do you want from me, Michael?” I know the answer but hope that he’s going to be rational.
     
    His reply tells