In hindsight, bringing Lilia to his office had been a mistake. She filled the space with her vitality and defiance. She moved and spoke like no woman he had ever known and he was fascinated by her. She distracted him in a very earthy way.
All Montgomery had wanted to do was assess her motives away from Thompson’s eye, to determine whether she knew whatever Fitzgerald had known.
But in such close quarters, his thoughts became inappropriate. He could smell the scent of her skin and was intrigued by the curve of her lips. Away from the public space, he could only think of doing private things.
It didn’t help his professional composure that Lilia was temptation personified in her snug pseudoskin. Montgomery was definitely feeling the constraints of his reevlar codpiece.
Lilia watched him a
