The Alpha's Surprised Mate (Book #1 of Silver Moon Series) novel Chapter 3

Three: Feelings

Mykayla

Well, I somehow made it through my first week of work. It did get better after the first day, but it was still hard to focus at times with Dustin so close. I swear sometimes I felt he was flirting with me, but I was determined to keep it as professional as possible between the two of us. Besides, why would he flirt with me? I know I am too young for him. When he walked in, I was organizing some papers on his desk for tomorrow's video conference call with some overseas investors. I hadn’t even realized he had come to stand behind me. I was so focused on my task.

“Hey it’s time for lunch,” Dustin says huskily in my ear.

I jump between the voice in my ear and his large hand on my right hip. I was not expecting either. I turn around, look at him over my left shoulder, and try to give him my best glare. He just gives me one of his sexy smiles, and I have to turn away before I do something stupid like kissing him.

“Sorry I didn’t hear you come back. I was just putting these in order for the call tomorrow.” I explain to him.

“Have lunch with me today.” He whispers in my ear.

Did I hear him right? He wants me to have lunch with him. I feel his hand move down my hip a bit, and more of those electrical sparks shoot up my side. I feel his hot breath on where my neck and shoulder meet. I can’t explain it, but I tilt my head as he traces his nose from below my ear to the base of my neck. I feel him place a kiss at the base of my neck, causing me to shiver in pleasure.

“Ok,” I answer because that's all I think to say.

I feel his hand drop off my hip as he backs up. I instantly miss his hard chest at my back. We leave the office. I grab my purse and follow him to the elevator. I am so nervous on the ride down to his car. What just happened? I have no idea what made me react that way. All of a sudden, the sparks jolted me out of my thoughts. Dustin has moved closer, and his hand keeps touching mine. The elevator opens, and we continue to his car. The driver opens the door for us. I slip in and slide all the way over. As much as I want to be as close as possible, I have to keep a professional distance. HE’S MY FUCKING BOSS; my mind is screaming. I shouldn’t be going to lunch with him. This is a bad situation. I am completely attracted to my boss, and after that episode in the office, my core is throbbing, and I know my panties are wet. After a short drive, the car stops in front of a very expensive-looking restaurant. I follow him in and we are taken straight to a rather private table in the back.

“The lobster alfredo is amazing,” Dustin tells me.

“It does sound good. We didn’t have to come to such an expensive place. I would be happy with McDonald's.” I tell him with a smile.

“So tell me about you. We have been working closely together for a week but we haven’t had a chance to get to know each other.” Dustin asks very intently.

“What do you want to know,” I asked, wondering why he was asking.

“Oh, you know where you are from. Why move here? You know the normal conversation.” He says with a light laugh.

“I moved here with my younger sister Bree and my cousin Araya from Nevada. We just needed a change of scenery.” I explain without going into detail.

The conversation goes well after that. I leave out the part about my parents and Araya’s parents. I am not ready to talk about that with anyone at this point. The wounds are still fresh. We eat, and the food is fantastic. I try to give him some money for my meal, but he looks at me like I am crazy. We walk back to the car, and again, I slide in and all the way over. So far, my keeping a professional distance has worked through lunch, but once back in the car, it goes south fast. I am looking out the window when I feel his hot breath on my neck. My body shudders, and I make a light gasping sound when I feel the sparks shoot up the side of my body.

“Mr. Trudeau.” This is all I can manage to say.

“I told you to call me Dustin.” He growls.

“Dustin, what…” I start to ask, but his nose is gliding up my neck.

More sparks travel down my neck, and I realize he is trailing soft kisses from the base of my neck up to the base of my jaw.

“Dustin”, I moan quietly and tilt my head to give him more access.

“Say my name again, beautiful.” He growls roughly into my ear.