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“Thank you all so much. I can’t tell you how grateful I am. I promise I won’t let you down.”
“Listen, I’ve to got run, but let’s plan to meet Tuesday, Morgan. Does that work for you?” Kade asked.
“Yes.”
“How about here?” he suggested.
“Yes, I can do that.”
“Excellent.” He flashed me a smile that nearly had me swooning. “See you at the office, Ash. Give my niece a hug when you see her, Beth.”
Kade exited, and I let out a breath. He was a powerful and potent man.
“You sure you’re okay with this?” Ash asked.
“Why wouldn’t she be?” Beth asked, her eyes narrowing at him.
“Kade can be… a bulldozer.”
“He’s enthusiastic and passionate.” Beth turned to me. “Do you have a problem with Kade?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“The only thing you need to watch out for with Kade his libido,” Beth said.
I laughed. “No worries there. I’m not his type.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure,” Ash quipped.
His comment had Beth grabbing his lapels. “What do you know, Ash Raven?”
He held his hands up in surrender. I held my breath as I wondered what he’d say.
“I don’t know anything. He just seems to have an interest in Morgan.”
“Well why wouldn’t he? She’s beautiful and smart. And she’s passionate about food, like he is.”
“That’s all true,” he agreed.
“It’s the food,” I said. “We share an interest in cooking.”
“See,” Beth said to Ash. “You worry too much.”
He wrapped his arm around her, and tugged her against him. “You make me crazy.”
She smiled. “Good.”
I loved to watch them together, but often, I felt like a third wheel. “Should I leave you two alone?”
Beth disentangled herself from him. “No. Sorry about that.”
“How about we stop by the house before I go back to the office?” Ash said, a gleam in his eyes.
I knew what that meant. “You two are adorable. Saccharinely annoying, but adorable. I’ve got to get home and check on my mom. You’re welcome to stay — actually, no. No sex in my restaurant.”
Ash blushed. Beth looked intrigued. “Maybe we can go to Jet.”
“Oh, god. TMI.” I made my way to the door. “Hey, thank you. Really. I’m going to make you proud.” At least, I was going to try my damndest.
13
Kade — Tuesday
I arrived at the restaurant location early. It was embarrassing, how eager I was to see Morgan. For some reason, having met with her last week ramped up all the thoughts I was already having. She wasn’t just haunting me now; she was a part of me. It was annoying ,and yet, thrilling. I’d spent the first weeks after that night with her trying to forget her. That turned out to be impossible. So, I’d indulged my urges, using her image to get me off when the need arose. Like during this morning’s jack off session, where in my mind, I was back in that hotel bed, remembering the scent of her body and taste of her sweet pussy. I remembered how tight and how fucking good it had felt to be inside her. I cursed myself for fucking it up because had I played it right, I would have had her all night, and perhaps even more nights after that.
I had to rein in my racing thoughts of her. I’d scare her off if I gave away all the dirty images I had in my head. I needed to be professional, because this endeavor required her attention and care. The good news was that this project would allow me to explore this pull she had on me, and whatever that was about. Would it burn away eventually, or would it simmer on?
The door opened and she walked in, smiling as she saw me. Jesus! I put my hand over my chest as her smile did me in. She scanned the room, and I used the time to try and remember what it was I needed to tell her.
“Are these swatches and paint chips for here?” she asked as she walked over the work table.
Oh yeah, we were here to talk about the design of our restaurant. “Yes.” I stood next to her, inhaling her sweet scent, and wondering what she’d think that I was thinking in terms of “ours” as opposed to hers.
“I’m thinking dark woods, earthy colors like gold. Since your fusion is about foreign foods, these colors will be easy for fusing various cultures.”
She studied the colors and nodded, although I wasn’t sure she really liked them. I couldn’t be sure, because I was distracted by the heat of her. My fingers itched to touch her again.
“You don’t think that will make it too dark? I want something that feels light and friendly.” When I didn’t answer right away, she turned her head, and those sweet lips were right there for the taking.
“Ah… this is rich, but approachable,” I stuttered.
She had to know that I was captivated by her.
