"They say 'fucking', Elle."
The look on his face made it clear he meant the two of us... doing that. I gasped at his blatant invitation. My heart was pounding as he let his eyes drop down low. I stood perfectly still as he blatantly checked out my body. He shook his head wryly in appreciation and pulled his helmet on.
"Have a nice night."
Then he drove off, leaving me with her jaw hanging open.
Damn it all to hell.
Jake Delancey was going to be difficult to resist indeed.
Chapter Six
Jake
I was whistling as I jogged down the stairs. It was just after 6 am. I was hungry as hell. At least that's what I told myself when I woke up so damn early.
It wasn't because I was excited to see her.
It definitely wasn't because I'd been up half the night burning up with desire.
Damn if that hot little waitress wasn't going to drive me insane with lust.
There was just something about her. Her looks would have been enough to get my attention in the first place, but her sassy ways were holding it. Much longer than usual.
Normally I would have already moved on by now. With or without a night in her bed. Bed, hell, I'd do her anywhere. A stairwell, a couch, the floor. Gladly. I wasn't going to be picky about the details when she finally came around.
And she would come around. It didn't matter how long it took. I was going to get my hands on that girl.
I grinned.
More than just my hands.
Daniel and Jackson were just filling up their plates from the breakfast buffet. A big breakfast was a daily ritual on the estate. Had been for eighty years. When you had animals to tend to, you got up early and you ate well.
I usually skipped it. Thus the surprised looks on their faces. I smirked. It was rare to see that look at Jackson's face in particular. Made it worth the sleepy feeling in my eyes.
"What are you doing up so early?"
"Oh come Daniel. He's probably still up from last night. Run out of bourbon little brother?"
I smiled pleasantly, ignoring the stab of pain that came from Jackson's barb. Didn't they ever let up? I supposed on some level I deserved it, but I'd like to forget his sordid once in a while. Especially when I was turning over a new leaf.
Sort of.
"Good morning Daniel."
I nodded stiffly at my eldest brother.
"Jackson."
Jackson just raised an eyebrow and sipped his coffee.
The doorbell rang.
She was here.
I got up to meet her.
"Are you expecting someone Jake?"
"Yes. A friend. I promised her a job."
"You did what?"
I smiled at them coolly.
"If you want me to be a part of the business, then let me be part of the business."
Daniel and Jackson followed me to the front entry hall. Kemper, the butler, had already opened the door. A big-eyed beauty stood there, looking around in wonder.
My big eyed beauty.
I smiled at her, trying not to look love sick. Even if I was. Nobody else had to know how bad I had it.
Especially not Elle.
"You made it."
She just blinked at me, looking a little shell-shocked. I knew our house could be pretty intimidating. Maybe I should have warned her.
"Now look Jake you can't just bring one of your trashy girlfriends here."
She stiffened up and gave Jackson a look that could have frozen boiling water. I remembered how hard she'd slapped me. I could only hope I never pissed her off when there was a real weapon around.
Still, I'd love to see her take a whack at my domineering older brother.
"Shut up Jackson."
"Jacks-that's our waitress from the club remember?"
I silently thanked Daniel for his perfect memory. Daniel had a way of smoothing things over. But it was too late to stop Elle from stomping her little foot in aggravation. It was too cute for words.
"I am not his girlfriend! I was told there was a job here. I guess I was mistaken. Good day."
She nodded and turned to the door, yanking it open. I ran to stop her from leaving. I tried to box her in with my arms but she wasn't having it.
"I got you a job. Here."
She gave me a stone cold glare and stepped out of the house onto the front portico.
Elle
"Elle, wait!"
Jake was behind me, not leaving me alone. I groaned in frustration. The taxi that brought me out here had already left. And it was starting to rain.
Fantastic.
Oh well, might as well have it out before I got sopping wet. That would happen soon enough. I turned to look at Jake.
"You live here."
He leaned against one of the columns and smiled at me.
"Uh huh. Sometimes, anyway."
Sweet Mary. Jake wasn't just rich. He was rich rich.
And he was having an awful lot of fun at my expense!
"What is this? Did you bring me here to humiliate me then?"
"No! I promised you a job. We're always looking for good people. Isn't that right Jackson?"