Then she turns around and with those light eyes, I realize right away it is Elania. My heart pounds against my chest, and I will my cock to stay calm as she struts towards me. She has such a confidence about her that I…I’m speechless. Each step that she takes, so strong, that I feel it through the floor.
“Hi, Nate, I’m Elania, it’s nice to meet you.”
I stand and shake her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, too,” I respond. I have a hard time keeping eye contact with her, as her body distracts me.
“If you’re ready, let’s get going,” she says.
I nod my head and look at my dick…for Christ’s sake. I do my best to think of anything else as we walk out. “It’s hot today,” she mentions and walks up to a red Cadillac Escalade. I’m impressed that this is what she drives, it’s such a big car to handle.
“It is,” I reply before we get inside.
“So you still like the list I sent you?”
I nod my head, not understanding why she has this effect over me. “You don’t talk much, do you?”
“I’m sorry, I just have a lot on my mind.”
“No need to apologize. I’m a talker, so if I bug you, please let me know.”
Pull your shit together, Nate. “You’re not bugging me. I’m sorry. Maybe I need to eat lunch or something.”
She looks over at me as we wait to turn out of the parking lot. “We can.”
“I don’t want to inconvenience you.”
“It’s not an inconvenience at all.” She glances at me out of the corner of her eye. “I didn’t eat much myself. Plus, I found a few other places I’d like you to look at that we could possibly bump up to today?”
“Then we should eat,” I tell her.
She looks at me for a second before asking, “So tell me, where should we eat?”
“What about the Gem?”
“I love that place,” she responds.
“Good.” My phone rings and it’s Amanda. I knew she would pull some shit like this, especially since I was nervous to meet Elania. I’m sure she just wants to know how things are going…but now is not really the time to start discussing that.
“You can get that if you need to,” Elania says.
“Nah, it’s just work. It can wait.”
“What do you do?”
“I own a gym upstate with a friend.”
“Really? What’s it called?”
“Mechanical Gym.”
“No way. I’ve heard of it. I actually looked into becoming a memb—”
I cut her off. “Why the hell haven’t you?”
“The location.” She smiles answering me. “It’s pretty far from where I live,” she says stopping at a light. She glances in the rearview mirror and I can’t stop myself from completely staring at her. Her legs are something else. So long and smooth, paired against the stripes of her dress make me want to touch her.
“We’ve talked about a second location. Just tell me where you want it and I’ll make it happen.”
She laughs and glances at me. “Really, just like that? I tell you where I want it and you’ll build me a gym?”
Watching her repeat those words out of her sexy mouth makes my cock grow. I will eventually have my way with her…I can guarantee you that.
She speaks again, pulling me out of my lust-hazed reverie. “I live in Scotch Plains, where you are looking to buy, so considering we might be neighbors, anywhere by your new place would work.”
I think about living close to her and it does something inside of me. Maybe it’s because all I want right now is to be close to her. To touch her, to feel her, to taste her, and to please her.
“Here we are,” she says interrupting my daydream again.
The valet opens her door and I stall for half a second watching her get out. Christ, I’m such a fucking creep.
“Do you come here often?” she asks me, as we head in. I hold open the door for her.
“Only once, just for drinks.”
“They have the best food, so you’ll love it, I’m sure of it.”
“I’m sure I will,” I respond dryly, suddenly feeling nervous again.
She talks to the hostess then asks me, “Are you okay sitting in the bar?”
I nod my head. Honestly, that’s my preference, seeing as I need a drink or two, just to take the edge off.
The hostess takes us to a high-top table in the middle of the bar, and being a gentlemen, I pull Elania’s chair out for her. I don’t dare try to push it in though, considering how high the table is. She’d looked like a little kid being sat by her parent.
Glancing over the menu, the food does look really good. I decide on a burger and my favorite, a beer. Elania pulls a folder out of her purse and sets it in front of me. “This is what we have scheduled today, but these two listings just popped up on the market, I think we should see them too,” she explains, pointing at the listings as she talks.
I glance over the two new listings then look up at her. “We can see whatever you want…you’re the boss.”
“Nate, this is up to you. You’re the boss.”
Hearing her say those words turns me on. I readjust myself and take a drink of my beer as the waitress sets it down in front of me.
“Can I ask you something?”
I nod my head, watching her delicate hand hold on to her glass of red wine.