Billionaire's Regret
Chapter 10 :

Annie stood listening to the water running in the shower. She was twenty-two when she had married him and years ago almost a similar moment, was the very first time she was actively alone in a man's private room. She once used to dream about the perfect guy. The type to step from romance novels but her father, Thom Black killed any such nonsense in her mind and heart. She was however brave enough to marry him. In the end it seemed to prove she was right about men in general.

A quick insistent knock startled her. She curiously looked at the door. The knock was repeated. Her eyes traveled to the bathroom door that was still closed. "Aaron..." she called but the water keeps running again after a brief stop. The knock was louder this time. She moved to open the door.

"What kept you; Boss?" the man asked turning around.

Annie just stood waiting for the man to turn around facing her. His whole attitude annoys her for no apparent reason.

"I am not the Boss," Annie said softly.

"I am sorry. Who are you?" Zac eyed her openly. He quickly realized the girl in front of him was beautiful. He felt an instant sexual pull. He frowned while he tried to place her. She seemed familiar to him. "Who are you looking for?" Annie asks serious just looking at him.

"Aaron Casey," he said a bit confused but also curious. His now heated eyes kept wandering over her. He realized there was something different with this girl in front of him. The girls that usually hang around the Boss always admit him into the rooms without question. Some shared French favors too. He frowns while wondering what had happened with Doctor Grace Stevens. He did enjoy dropping her in the 'shit' when she dumped him.

Annie stood looking at the man. She certainly doesn't like the way he was looking at her. She always hated when men looked at her but this current one in front of her made her feel dirty.

"Excuse me a moment." Annie closed the door in his face. The last thing she noticed was his surprise expression. She now stood looking at the bathroom door. When it finally opened, Aaron step outside with only a towel wrapped around his waist while drying his hair. Almost on top of her when he realized she stood motionless in his path.

"Is something wrong Annie?" He was surprise by her curious behavior.

Annie didn't answer. His near nakedness has derailed her thoughts, as she openly studies his body, well-muscled without being bulky. The sprinkle of black hair runs down the length of his hard body. She slowly blushes when she realized the hair disappeared down the towel.

"Annie..." he was quietly enjoying her curious look that warms his skin. He was surprise having the odd notion the girl seemed surprise and thrown by his nakedness. He now curiously wonders if she ever saw a man naked. "Huh," her mind still not focused. She has the curious will of wanting to touch him. She wants to know if there was steel beneath his skin. A sudden blush washes over her face. Absently she licked her sudden dry lips. "Annie..." Aaron slowly stepped into her personal space. He very softly lifts her head with a single finger under her chin. He openly looked into her darken eyes feeling the heat all over his skin where her curious eyes landed. He slowly bends his head and softly brushes with his own lips over hers which slowly parted for him. With his tongue he softly brushes over the inside of her lips. He catches the soft intake of her breath. "Hey," he whispered against her still parted lips. Her open look was fascinated just looking at him.

He moved still closer now fully kissing her. He felt her arms start to circle towards his neck while her warm fingers seemed to enjoy his skin and hair beneath her touch. She opens her mouth to fully kiss him back. "Sorry, Boss."

Aaron felt the instant stiffening of her body between his hands. Slowly he let go of her but kept his body as cover for her. "Go into the bathroom," he whispered softly watching her leave closing the door behind her.

"Explain yourself, Zac." Aaron now fully dressed faced his bodyguard and 'man'. He was furious. Apparently, the other man was behaving like he was entitled with him.

"I don't understand why you are not answering your phone sir." Zac said while he eyed the closed bathroom door. He definitely interrupted something here in this Hotel-suite.

"I take it you thought it important enough to track me down Zac."

"It is Boss. I know you just returned from the Atlantic Rig. I just gotten word from the Rig Manager someone outside the Company is stirring trouble." Zac answered and openly can't seem to keep his eyes away from the bathroom door. Aaron fully aware of his divided attention was slow burning in fury. He moved to block the other man's fixed gaze. "What is your bloody fascination with that closed-door Zac?" he finally exploded with a soft control tone. "Who is the looker, Boss?" he dared to question.

"You certainly have a nerve asking me that Zac. Just because I asked you to investigate Grace Stevens doesn't give you the right to questions my personal life. Let me be very clear, the woman in that bathroom is off-limits. You will not pry into her life. Any suspicious behavior from you and I will cut you down." Aaron looked directly at him making sure he understood just how serious he was.

"Understood sir," Zac suddenly closed his own expression. His fury and jealousy were well concealed. "What are your suggestions regarding the Oil Rig?"

"It would seem I have to return. Make the arrangements with the pilot."

"Yes sir." Zac left the Hotel-suite. Once in the hall, the sudden ugliness on his face was visible.