Acquiring Trouble

red nail over her plump lip, down her sweetheart chin, and between the valley of her full breasts.
    Morgan closed the gap and brushed her lips against his with a feather-light touch . With a growl that came from an animal long caged, he grabbed her with a frenzied passion. His lips melded to hers as he wrapped one strong arm around her waist and pulled her across his desk and into his lap. She was kissing him back with the same intensity that she had all those years ago, but she had learned a trick or two since that inexperienced kiss.
    Her hand yanked his shirt from his pants. She was breathing heavily , her breasts pressed against his chest , his erection yearning for her touch. His breath caught as he felt her fingers dance slightly along his waistband. Morgan broke from the kiss and leaned forward to tr ail her lips along his masculine jaw to his ear.
    "I thought I'd give you what you expected from me," she breathed into his ear as she ran that perfect nail over his length, "Maybe you even expect me to sleep with you to close the deal —b e cause I'm nothing but a criminal who lac ks ethics and who liked to shop lift packs of gum when I was a kid."
    " Geezus Morgan!" Miles leapt up, dumping Morgan onto the ground. "That is exactly what I was talking about. So me people never change and this… this was completely inappropriate."
    Morgan just smiled from where she was sitting on the ground. Her skirt pushed up to her thighs allowing her black garters to peek out. She stood slowly and straightened out her clothes . Damn her, she didn't even look a bit as frustrated as he felt.
    "Your assumption of knowing me is what is inappropriate. I just had a little fun showing you how your little assumptions are going to lead to your downfall. Now, I have some farmers to talk to. I'm sure they'll b e real ha ppy to learn of our offer of fifteen million dollars." Morgan picked up her brief case and looked back at Miles. "Good bye Miles. It's been titillating as always."
    Miles watched as she lowered her eyes to his pants and he cursed under his breath as she gave a little smile at the evidence of just how titillating of an experience it had been. With a quick shrug of her shoulders she turned around and left him staring after her in a lust- filled haze. He wasn't quite sure, but he thought she might have gotten the best of him.
    Miles rocked backed on his heels and smiled. It could possibly be one of the first real smiles he had had in a while and it felt good. This was going to be the most satisfying business negotiati on he'd ever had the pleasure of winning.

 
Chapter Seven
     
    Morgan held her back straight as she marched out of the office, down the stairs, and out to her car. She started the car and managed to drive two bloc ks before she burst into tears.
    The second she left Keeneston that dark night seventeen years ago she ceased to be the Morgan they had known . Instead she was a good student, a hard worker, a valued employee who wasn’t only law abiding, but also donated her time to charity. She was a respected member of the community .
    Then in the course of two hours she had been reminded of every horrible thing she did —a bandoning her family, even though they had disowned her, breaking up the relationship of the town's golden boy, and then told she lacked ethics and w as a criminal. That's why she never came back to Keeneston. Away from here she could be her real self, be cause if she were her real self in Keeneston they'd eat her alive, just like seventeen years ago.
     
    Keeneston, s eventeen y ears ago…
     
    Morgan tossed her graduation cap into the air along with the rest of the class and watched it join in a cloud of blue and white caps. She had done it. She had graduated and today was her eighteenth birthday. She was legally free to do whatever she wanted and what she wanted was to get her own place, live her own life.
    It didn't start out that way though. She had loved her parents and her sister. When she was young there were so many happy times. After turning seven years old it all changed. Her hair, which had been a light brown like her mother and father's, had darkened to the black it currently was. Her blue eyes had turned violet when she was four and for some reason her father looked at her sitting across from him at the dinner table and exploded.
    She didn't understand it, but from that moment her mother detached from her and focused all she had on Pam. Pam had taken her cue from their