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Bittersweet Memories (Off-Limits #4)(98)

Author:Catharina Maura

I haven’t stopped thinking about the way he felt against me, and the way he touched me, his hands rough and urgent. If I hadn’t run away, we definitely would’ve slept with each other again, and that would’ve just complicated matters so much more.

I’m startled out of my thoughts by the sound of heels clicking on our quiet floor, and I tense when Raven walks in, heading straight for Silas’s office. It annoys me that she can come here so freely when this is supposed to be a highly guarded floor.

She closes the door to Silas’s office, and I grit my teeth as I grab a random folder from my desk and follow her. I walk in to find her standing next to Silas’s office chair, leaning over him with her cleavage on display and a seductive smile on her face.

Silas looks up, his gaze following me intently. “Alanna?”

I place the folder on his desk with more force than intended and smile at him through gritted teeth. “I have some questions about the project I’m working on.”

Raven straightens and smiles at me. “It’s you again.”

I smile back at her sweetly and cross my arms. “Are you authorized to be here?”

Raven opens her mouth and then snaps it shut again before pushing an envelope toward Silas. “Make sure you attend the show’s afterparty,” she reminds him. “Mr. Therza will be there. I’ll be sure to introduce you.”

The door closes behind her, and I stare at Silas, my anger overflowing. He kissed me last night, and today his ex shows up at his office? I should’ve known the rumors about him are true. He’s a playboy, and I’m just one of his conquests. The only woman he’s always gone back to throughout the years has been Raven.

He reaches for the folder, but I place my hand down on it and yank it back. I have no idea what documents are even in there. I just grabbed the first thing I saw. “Are you going to this party tonight?” I ask, the words leaving my lips involuntarily.

“Yes.”

Disappointment hits me right in the chest and my shoulders slump. Of course he’s going. “You can’t,” I tell him. “I noticed some suspicious behavior on one of the computers I’m monitoring, and I think we’ll see some action tonight. I think it’ll be a large-scale attack.”

“If it happens, notify me, and I’ll head straight to the office.”

“I also need help with some of the coding that has to be done for the Astra project.”

“Josh can help you.”

I stare at him, wondering if I was mistaken about him. Why did he kiss me if he’s still going out with his ex like this? Why did he lead me on? I take a step back and nod slowly, realization dawning. Maybe he really is just like Ryan, and I fell for it all over again.

“Alanna,” he says the moment I turn away. “If you’re free, I’d like you to join me tonight. Mr. Therza is a potential client I’ve had my eyes on for a while, and tonight’s introduction could be a game changer for Sinclair Security. I have to go.”

I turn back around to find him smiling at me knowingly, a teasing look on his face. “Oh,” I murmur. “I mean… I suppose I can make time, if it’s that important.”

He nods. “That would be great.”

I walk out of his office with a smile on my face and sit down at my desk, filled with cautious hope and butterflies that have no business fluttering the way they do. “I guess the boss gave you an extension?” Josh says, and I nod absentmindedly.

I try my hardest to focus on work, but for the rest of the day, all I can think about is attending this event with Silas, and the way he quietly put my worries to rest.

Chapter Fifty-Three

Alanna

“Alanna?” Silas holds up a dress bag and grins at me. I didn’t even notice him leaning against the wall next to my bedroom door — I’ve been too busy berating myself for my irrational behavior. I acted like a crazy jealous girlfriend when I stormed into his office today, and I expected him to be annoyed with me, but instead he’s waiting for me with a smile on his face.

“Change into this. Can you be ready in thirty minutes?”

I nod and take the bag from him with shaking hands. Thirty minutes is plenty of time to turn my daytime makeup into a nighttime look. By the time I walk out of my bedroom wearing the stunning red dress Silas gave me, he’s already waiting by my door, a black tux making him look irresistible.

“I wish I could just keep you home,” he whispers. “No one should be seeing you in that dress but me.”