Family Man

stopped short, taken off guard by the smoldering green flames in his eyes. “Are you saying you engaged in a brawl with him because he asked me to help him out of a jam?”
    “No.” Luke's expression hardened briefly. “I did it because he put you in a completely untenable position. In effect he asked you to lie for him. He had no right to do that. And now he understands that. He won't do it again.”
    Katy stared at him. “I don't know what to say. You make me very nervous, Luke.”
    “I did what you asked me to do,” he reminded her softly.
    “Yes, but I didn't realize how you would go about doing it.” She shot him a grim look. “This raises some serious issues. What am I going to do with you?”
    “You could try thanking me,” he said, his expression suspiciously bland.
    “For what?”
    “For saving Darren's ass.”
    Katy was torn. Luke was right. He had saved Darren from a very unpleasant situation. More to the point, he had taught his cousin how to avoid similar situations in the future. And Darren seemed content with the way things had turned out.
    Katy dropped into the nearest chair and glowered at Luke. “I suppose you meant well.”
    “I told you once before that do-gooding is not a major objective in my life. I did what you asked me to do. No more, no less.”
    “But you did it in your own way,” she said, disgruntled. “You know, having you around is like having a genie in a bottle. I get my wishes fulfilled, but nothing ever turns out quite as I had envisioned.”
    Luke laughed softly. “That's the way it goes sometimes.” He unfolded his arms and moved away from the desk.
    Katy watched as he crossed the room and locked the door. “What are you doing?”
    “I'm in the mood to fulfill a few wishes of my own.” He walked toward her and came to a halt in front of her chair.
    Katy looked up at him through her lashes, not trusting the expression on his face. Her insides were turning to liquid under the impact of that molten emerald gaze. “Luke, what's going on? What are you doing?”
    “I told you. A little wish fulfillment.” He leaned down without any warning and scooped her up out of the chair.
    Katy uttered a soft screech. “Luke, stop it.” She was acutely aware of the presence of Liz and Darren just next door. “Put me down. What on earth do you think you're doing?”
    “Think of this as an exercise in management creativity.” He sat Katy down on the edge of the desk and slid his hands up under the hem of her skirt. His fingers clamped firmly around her knees.
    Katy gasped as Luke spread her thighs wide and stepped between them. She grabbed his shoulders to brace herself as she realized what he was going to do. “Luke, stop. You can't do this. Not here. Not now. Good grief.”
    “Don't worry, angel. I'll handle everything.”
    “That's what you said when you agreed to help Darren,” Katy hissed. “Luke, really, we can't do it like this. This is an office, for heaven's sake. There are two people right next door. Justine is downstairs. What about Mrs. Igorson? Or one of the day maids?”
    “I don't plan to invite them to watch.” He bent his head and took her earlobe between his teeth. One of his hands moved up the inside of her thigh until he touched the crotch of her pantyhose. His finger started to move in a gentle rhythm.
    Katy sucked in her breath and instinctively tried to close her legs, but Luke's strong thighs were in the way. Katy felt his teeth on her ear and thought she was going to melt. Part of her did.
    “Oh, no,” Katy wailed softly as she felt her panties dampen. “This is terrible. What am I going to do for the rest of the day? I don't keep spare underwear here at the office. For goodness' sake, Luke.”
    “One of these days, angel, you're going to learn that I don't do anything for goodness' sake.” Luke's fingers slipped inside the waistband of her pantyhose and panties. He wrapped one arm around Katy's waist and lifted her slightly off the desk. Then he peeled the underwear down over her hips in a single swift movement.
    “Oh, my God,” Katy breathed. She nearly collapsed when she felt Luke's hand on her softness. He was touching her the way he had the other night in the hotel room, the way she had been fantasizing about ever since. This was ridiculous. She was turning into a quivering mass of gelatin.
    “You know what I like best about making love to you, angel?” Luke stroked her slowly, parting her with his fingers, opening her.