"More Than Friends: Brad" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rochelle Marie)

Chapter Five

“Have you heard anything from Brad Drace yet?” her boss asked, stopping her by the water fountain near the elevators. “Today is the deadline. If you don’t hear from him, I’ll have to find another way to give the public what they want.”

Alicia hated the way Tiffany locked onto things like a hungry dog with a bone. If the Drace brothers didn’t want to give any interviews than that was their right and if she could understand it why couldn’t Tiffany?

“Brad will get back in touch with me. He’s a man of his word. So, please just give him a chance to do it.”

Tiffany crossed her arms under her breasts and tapped the toe of her four inch black high heel against the tile. “Are you sure you and that cute Brad aren’t more than just friends? You’re jumping to his defense pretty quickly. I’ve heard whispers around the office that he’s in love with you. Will that prevent you from doing this story?”

Alicia had felt a strange surge of affection toward Brad when Tiffany was talking about him and it frightened her. It was almost like the need to protect him.

“Brad and I’ve been friends for a while, so I just feel the need to protect him from stupid gossip.”

“So, you’re saying that Brad doesn’t want to make you the newest and latest addition to the Drace family,” Tiffany taunted. “I know a lot of women here who wouldn’t turn down a simple dinner invitation from him.”

The thought of Brad going out with another woman didn’t set well with her at all. Not that she was jealous, but he needed to date someone who saw him for the unbelievable man that he was and would appreciate everything he had to offer her.

“Well, that’s nice but I don’t have anything to do with it. Brad is only my friend. I’ve no say or opinion about his love life. Now, please excuse me, I need to get ready for tonight’s news.” Spinning away, Alicia headed for the small room she had at the very end of the hall.

She had to get herself under control before she went on the air. Tiffany had a way of pushing her buttons and her boss knew it; however, she wasn’t going to let her dragon of a boss get under her skin. Sometimes, she wished that Harvey had never gotten transferred to a better paying job in New York. Work had been so much more fun with him that Tiffany.

Walking into her office, Alicia kicked off her shoes and then closed the door behind her. She had arrived at work a little earlier, so she could relax for a minute or two before she was called to get ready to go on television.

Taking a seat in a chair by the window, Alicia stretched her tired legs out in front of her. Her feet were so worn out from having high heels so many hours during the week. She longed for the days she’d be able to toss on a pair of tennis shoes and flip flops.

Closing her eyes, Alicia rested her head against the back of the chair and hoped to get a quick catnap in before anyone came looking for her. She didn’t know how long she had been in that position before she felt warm fingers sliding up the back of her leg and lifting her foot.

“What in the…” Alicia’s eyes flew open at the same time she tried to jerk her foot back but the grip tightened.

“Whoa! Watch out,” Brad laughed. “You almost made my voice go up another octave.”

“What are you doing?” she asked, looking at Brad sitting on the small table in front of her with her left foot in his hand.

“I was going to give you a foot massage,” he answered, rubbing his thumb over her heel. “I know the only time you take off those shoes is when your feet are bothering you.”

Awareness shot through her body at the touch of Brad’s calloused fingers and pooled right between her thighs. She wanted to squeeze her legs together to ease the ache, but she shoved it back down.

Instead, she struggled to focus on something else which was nearly impossible to do with Brad looking so tasty in a red polo shirt and a dark pair of slacks. He was beyond model perfect in her eyes.

“What are you doing here?” She made another move to get Brad’s hand off her leg, but he only brushed it away.

“Baby, I came to see you,” he replied as he pushed her skirt further up her thighs shocking her.

“Stop, you can’t do that here. What if Tiffany unexpectedly walks through the door and sees you with your hand up my skirt? I don’t need her complaining that I was making out with you at work. I know she lives to make my life hell.”

“How about we give her something to really get pissed off about?” Suddenly, Brad lifted her out of the chair and placed her body over his hard thighs, so her drenched panties were directly touching his throbbing erection.

The new sensation felt so good that her eyes almost rolled in the back of her head. Alicia tried not to squirm. She really did, but it felt so good and she had fantasized about it for such a long time.

Sliding his hands under her skirt, Brad cupped her ass in the palm of his hands. “Are you glad to see me?” he whispered against her neck as his teeth nibbled at the sensitive skin there.

All Alicia could do was nod because she was totally lost in the craziness that Brad’s cock was creating inside her sex-starved body. She should stop him. Yeah…she really should push him away…but he was making her feel so amazing.

“I asked are you glad to see me,” Brad asked again in a low voice. “How can you continue to deny this connection between us? I know that I haven’t experienced it with another woman before. Let me in. Show me what’s broken inside of you so I can fit it.”

Alicia was so startled by Brad’s suggestion to offer any kind of comment. This wasn’t happening to her. She hadn’t finally found the man she had been waiting for all of her adult life.

No! She couldn’t fall in love with him. Not with the baggage from her past, Brad was too nice of a guy to have that kind of pressure on him. She was positive none of this was happening. It was a dream. She had to get out of it before it got any deeper.

Slowly, Alicia calmed herself down and closed her eyes. She was going to wake up and Brad wouldn’t be in the room. Closing her eyes, Alicia focused on relaxing her mind and body then she reopened her eyes and found the room empty. Brad wasn’t anywhere in sight.

I knew it was a dream, she thought to herself. Sadly, she wished that the dream had been real.

Standing up, Alicia stepped back into her shoes and fixed her clothes. It was almost time for her to sit in her co-anchor chair and she was being paid to be at the top of her game. Which meant she wasn’t about to let herself or her fans down.