“Good…” I started. “I know a bar just a couple blocks from here that has the best cheese fries and beer around. Come on.” I gestured towards my car, but Chloe didn’t move an inch. I still had the towel wrapped around my once bleeding palm but I desperately wanted to reach for her hand again. I just needed the contact with her.
“Before I take a step towards your car, and get in it, and head to this bar with you I need to know that you don’t consider this a date?” I blinked slowly, a chuckle of deep laughter erupted from my chest.
“Let’s go, Chloe. If this was a date, you can bet your sweet ass I wouldn’t be taking you to some dive bar down the road.” I finished, fighting the urge to grab her hand once again and lead her to my car. Instead I walk off across the parking lot, knowing she is right behind me because of the loud click of her heels against the concrete. I slide into the drivers seat just as she’s opening the passenger side door.
“Wow, this is nice!” She exclaims, her plump ass gliding across the rich leather seat. An image of her riding my dick in the front seat of this car enters my mind almost immediately.
Fuck. I need a cold shower and a bottle of whiskey, STAT.
“Thanks, it was the very first car I bought myself when my father handed the company over to me five years ago.” I didn’t like delving into my family life, or anything too personal with my employees, but Chloe was different, God was she ever fucking different.
I removed the towel from my hand and examined the cut, it was just as I said, a tiny abrasion, no worse than a cat scratch. Placing the key into the ignition, I threw the car in reverse pulling out of the parking spot and out of the parking garage.
“So you acquired Nelson Industries at the ripe old age of twenty one?” She questioned. It dawned on me then that she wouldn’t know my age unless she asked Cameron and Sadie or did a Google search.
I watched her out of the corner of my eye as we came to a stop at a red light. “Are you trying to say that you Stalked me before we met?” I smirked, watching her cheeks warm. I love that shade of red on her face.
“I… I may have done some searching but it wasn’t like I was really stalking you or trying to get some dirt on you. I mean….” She stumbled over her words nervously. “I wanted to know the man I was hopefully going to be working for. You know, before Sadie decided to ask Cameron for a favor.” Her honesty astonished me. It also made my cock hard, hard as a rock.
In a matter of mintues we were pulling into a parking spot next to the bar. I put the car in park then killed the engine. As I shifted my body towards hers, I looked her straight in the eye. The space between us grew hot and the need to touch her almost overtook me. Looking deeply into her eyes, I could see everything that made her who she was. She wore her heart on her sleeve and she was right, sleeping with me wasn’t something that was morally right in her soul but I wouldn’t let her regret it. Not now, not ever. Instead I would make her want more of it, more of me.
“Let’s get inside before I do something crazy like kiss you.” I sighed, knowing that I would have a hard on for the rest of the evening with this beautiful woman beside me.
“Yeah let’s, before I do something crazier and let you.” The words were barely audible or maybe I just failed to hear them over the erratic beat of my heart pounding in my ears. Yet I still couldn’t believe the words that had come out of her mouth.
She wanted me. I just had to show her how much.
Chapter Four
Either I had just made the biggest mistake of my life, or the best one ever. I wouldn’t know for a few hours. He motioned for the waitress after we sat down at a cozy pub table in the far back corner. As he ordered, our waitress ogled him like a school girl, all smiley and super sweet. She brought our beers and sat them down, mine with enough force to bring the foam to a head. I had to hurry and lick the top to keep it from spilling over. This made him give me a full on smirk, damn him and his gorgeous smile. We fell into casual talk about work and the industry. I lazily nursed the beer in my hand, letting my eyes glide over Ryan every time he looked away. Talking to Sadie about what had happened between Ryan and I helped a little bit. I still felt like I broke some ethic or moral code even though she tried to convince me that I hadn’t.
“Six shots of Patron Silver Tequila, please.” Ryan’s deep voice boomed to the waitress, bringing me out of my haze. My mouth popped open as I realized he had just asked the waitress to sign my death certificate. I hoped he wasn’t expecting me to drink any those shots especially when we agreed to one beer each.
She nodded then walked away to go get his order. I kicked him under the table just as he brought his beer to his lips to take a drink.