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It wouldn’t be easy to keep my dick in line, but I could do it. At this point, I was just glad to have an excuse to see Morgan again.
I skimmed through the small business loan program Ash and Beth had put together. On the surface, it looked good. Instead of looking at Morgan’s idea, I went to my computer and researched spots that would make a good place for a new restaurant. Then I remembered a place we’d bought recently on Fifth Avenue, not far from the reservoir. It was the right size for a starter restaurant, especially for that area. The former owner hadn’t known the first thing about running a restaurant, and was drowning in debt when we bought it. Right now, it was sitting empty, which wasn’t smart business on our end. I was lucky my dad or brothers weren’t hassling me about it.
I drew up a plan with a few ideas around the best food options for that area. I emailed my ideas to Ash, and then I grabbed my coat and headed out to check the space to get more ideas, hire cleaners, and see about what needed to be fixed or replaced.
As I walked around the space, I felt life creep back into me. I could see Morgan and I testing food and wine. I closed my eyes, remembering how she savored food when she ate. Food was as sensual of an experience for her as it was for me. I cursed that I hadn’t paid attention to whether or not she made that same face when she orgasmed.
I only hoped she didn’t hate my guts, or wouldn’t let what had happened get in the way of the success she could have. In an ideal world, she’d still want me. Or at least, want what I could give her. She’d wanted me to be the one to take her virginity. Maybe she’d want me to be the one to show her all ways a man and woman could pleasure each other. Just the thought of it had my dick responding again.
“You’re a fucking nuisance sometimes,” I said. But that night, as I lay in bed imagining a finished restaurant with Morgan manning the front of the house as it filled with customers, and then fantasized about her sucking me off in that same restaurant after people left, I didn’t mind my erection. It would have been better if Morgan was there in the flesh, but I had a pretty good memory and imagination. I came hard all over my belly. After cleaning up, I fell asleep feeling excited about this new project and the possibilities with Morgan.
12
Morgan — Wednesday
I was both excited and nervous as I made my way to the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Fifth Avenue, right across from the park, wasn’t what I’d envisioned when first dreamed up my food cart idea, but I couldn’t very well fuss about it. What Ash and Beth were doing for me was amazing, and I didn’t want to come off as ungrateful by complaining that I wanted a cart, not a restaurant. Besides, Ash was probably right. If I was going to make a living at this that would support me and mother, and pay for her growing medical bills, I’d need to think bigger. The only problem was, thinking bigger also meant a bigger loan, and that scared me.
I reached the location and opened the door. Ash and Beth stood in the middle of the space talking to Kade. My heart stopped at the sight of him. He was in a suit, but his coat was off and his shirt sleeves were rolled up. He was leaning over a fold up table pointing to something on the papers he had there.
“Oh hey, you’re here,” Beth said. “Come see the plans.”
Kade turned, his gaze meeting mine, and a yearning so strong rolled through me. One night had been my idea, but it had been a dumb one, because looking at him, all I wanted to do was rip his shirt off and run my hands over every inch of him. Even the memory of him being repulsed by my virginity couldn’t stop the wave of need coursing through my veins.
I mustered a smile. “This place looks great.”
Beth stepped aside and made space for me to see the plans. It was just a blueprint, but I could tell it was fancier than I’d envisioned. I listened as Kade went over the plans, occasionally pointing somewhere in the room to tell me where something would be located.
“What do you think, Morgan?” Ash asked. “Does this meet your vision?”
I swallowed as I took a moment to decide whether I’d just go with it or be honest. “Well, this is more than I envisioned. I was thinking of a food cart that offered flavor fusions. You know, Korean tacos or Peruvian fried chicken. Something casual where regular people can eat. Something good, but affordable.”
