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The view was beautiful, but somehow, as we leaned on the railing at the end of the tour, the city sprawling below us where it rolled into the water’s edge, I couldn’t take my eyes off Cameron.
She was so free here, so… open. So herself. And I cared on a more personal level than I should have.
“I hope I didn’t hype up the rooftop too much,” I said. “Maybe it couldn’t live up to the expectations I set.”
She laughed, glancing over at me, crisp blue eyes shining in the clear sunlight. “What do you expect me to say? Yes, definitely underwhelming, I hate it?”
“Enjoyed the tour, then?”
She flicked her gaze down to my waist, and I felt tension coiling there before she met my eyes again, a smile on her lips. “Very, very much. Thank you, London.”
I swallowed. I was not giving in.
More importantly, she was so… open. I could read her body language—when she was like this, just the two of us in a beautiful luxury home like this and she let herself be awestruck and delighted in all those human ways, I could read her clearly, and I knew how to tell when a client was ready to make a decision. With sixty million on the line, she wouldn’t buy just like that, but I just needed to take her into the closing sequence and it would be cinched, minus another week or so of delaying and consideration. Set the seeds in her mind.
A smile quirked over her lips. “What are you thinking about?”
“You,” I said immediately. She leaned against the railing with one arm, her eyes sparkling.
“Are we talking about the property, or are we flirting, London?”
I looked away. “Just… it’s nice to see you get a chance to open up. I’m excited to see which property you pick. Or if you pick any of them at all.”
She paused. “I thought you were supposed to be selling me on this one.”
I’d thought so, too. “I take my job seriously. And my job isn’t to close the client as soon as possible and for as much as possible. It’s… to make sure the client is happy with where she ends up.”
It wasn’t true, and she knew that. But she didn’t call me out, just turning back to the horizon with me, settling into the silence as the wind murmured around us.
Finally, she spoke softly. “It’s been nice for me to get a chance to open up, too. You’re quite charming, London.”
“I have to be. I’m an attendant to the Earl of Westlake himself.”
“Yeah, yeah. Blame the cat for everything.” She pushed away from the railing, beaming as she headed back for the door. “I have a meeting to get to soon, so… shall we head back?”
The window had closed. My golden opportunity to grasp this and close her for Queen Pearl—for me—had come and gone. I’d get another, of course—we still had three more properties on our radar—but I didn’t know why I’d let it slip. Why I’d seen the opportunity right there and blinked.
I walked her back through, taking one more chance to show her the living room on the way out, and we took the elevator back down. Cameron glanced at me once the doors shut and we started down.
“Back to good-girl life?”
It sent a rush through my body, and a whiny, needy part of me regretted that we hadn’t had sex. I tried not to let it show on my face. “I have a conference soon I’m going to be speaking at, so… finding a chance to squeeze in some research.”
“Shame I won’t be there. I bet you give a good speech. What’s it about?”
I scratched the back of my head. “I try, anyway… it’s nothing exciting. Market trends. Representing Queen Pearl just so we can say we presented at the conference.”
“Try not to sound so enthusiastic about it.”
“I probably should get more enthusiastic about it… this level of blasé will definitely come across in the speech. I’ll practice to the cat.”
She laughed, and she settled into a fond look. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“I think you know.”
I didn’t, but I didn’t really care at that point, because she stepped in and kissed me again, and I let out a muffled grunt, my hands going to her sides. I ached with the sensation—Cameron’s hands on my sides, her lips against me, the smell of her perfume carrying me away to a different world. It was a delirious kiss, fast and furious, one that sent heat shooting through my body, but… something about it felt softer, and it made my heart stutter in a way that didn’t feel like just physical attraction at all.
