A moment later, Curt walked in, dressed in a gray suit with no tie, his white shirt opened at the neck, showing a few strands of hair on his chest, accenting his muscles that lay beneath.
“Curt,” I said as I walked around the desk and gave him a quick hug. “What a surprise.”
A grin spread across his face, illuminating the dimple on his cheek. “Well, I was in the neighborhood.”
I laughed. “What brings you here? To what do I owe the honor?”
His face sobered. “Well, I’m here to discuss business, actually. Have you thought about my offer?”
I let out a deep breath. “Listen, Curt. I appreciate the offer, but if I decide to relocate to New York, then I’ll do it myself.”
He sat down in one of two club chairs setting on the wall to the left, under the window, illuminating his light brown hair. “That wasn’t the whole offer. I’d like to set you up with
“Well, it’s about time you came home on time,” Alanna said as I walked into the door of our apartment later that night. “To what do I owe this honor?”I slipped out of my coat and hung it on the coat rack near the door. “You wouldn’t believe it if I told you.”Alanna squealed, her voice raising three octaves. “You have a date?!”I smiled. “And that’s the first thing you thought of.” I walked into my bedroom, shaking my head.I had closed the door behind me, but Alanna burst through and plopped onto the bed. “Okay, spill!”I laughed. “What? Are we back in college now?”Alanna lay back onto the bed and flailed her arms and legs, beating up my bed. “Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!”“My goodness, girl!” I said, laughing as I crossed the room to my closet. “Stop assaulting my bed!” I flung open the closet doo
The driver slid into the car, and within minutes, we were driving through the city streets, headed toward downtown Nashville. I looked out the window, watching the lights pass by.“Were you busy at work after I left?” Curt asked, breaking the silence and capturing my attention.I nodded. “I had a few more clients, but it wasn’t bad.” I thought for a moment, and then asked. “Why did you come to Nashville?”He squeezed my hand. “I would say that it was on business, but honestly, it was to see you.”I smiled. “My, you are direct, aren’t you?”He shrugged, smiling. “I guess that’s what makes me good in business.”I chuckled. “I guess so … among other things.”He laughed. “Now, how do you know that?”I laughed. “Oh, no! I just put my foot in my mouth again. I meant with the ladies.”He raised an
The rest of the night flew by quickly, but we had a wonderful time. In fact, it was the best time that I had in years. When he took me home, he walked me to my door and said goodnight, but made no effort to kiss me. The next day, I cancelled my appointments, took off from work, and spent the day with Curt, showing him Nashville. He had never been here before and he really seemed to enjoy the city. That night, he took me to Moto, an upscale Italian restaurant in Nashville.I woke the next morning, greeting Thanksgiving like an old friend. I showered and dressed in jeans and a silk shirt with a sweater, and my black boots. When I walked into the kitchen, Alanna was making herself a cup of coffee. “Morning,” I said as I pulled a cup from the shelf.“What’s so good about it?” Alanna teased, as she took a sip.I laughed. “Late night, huh?”She laughed, and then cringed as she placed a hand to her head. “You have
They had a beautiful, two-story log home that set on ten acres of land. It was heavily wooded, but framed the house to perfection, as if the log cabin had just sprouted up from the land.“It’s gorgeous,” Curt said as we pulled down the long drive.I smiled, pleased by his reaction. “It takes my breath away every time I see it. I’d like to own one like it one day.”Curt reached over and squeezed my hand. “Maybe you will.”I smiled, and then returned the squeeze. “Let’s go.”Curt held the door for me as I slid out of the car. I hopped up the steps and knocked on the front door, wondering what they would say at my bringing Curt along. But I knew they would welcome him with open arms. Any friend of mine …“There she is!” Frank said as he opened the door and pulled me in for a hug. “It’s about time you got here!”I smiled as I handed him
A moment later, Frank came into the room. “Where do you want it?” Frank asked, looking at the turkey on the table, confused.“Back in the oven,” Roxanne repeated. “The stuffing has to cook.”He lifted the turkey and placed it back into the oven effortlessly, planted a kiss on his wife’s cheek, and headed down the hallway. “Hey! What did I miss?” he yelled to the guys as he continued down the hallway.“Roxanne, are you happy?” I asked as I cleaned up the baby and took him out of his highchair. Immediately, he laid his head on my shoulder and started drifting off to sleep as I rocked him back and forth.She looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. “What brought that on?”I shrugged. “I don’t know. Just thinking, I guess.”She nodded as she scrutinized my face. She sat down across from me as she absentmindedly started shucking corn as Alanna mul
I walked back inside and shut the door behind me. I walked into the kitchen, but just about everything was already put away.Roxanne saw me and smiled. “I hope that you were finished eating,” she said. “But we left everything out for a while in case anyone gets hungry.”I shook my head. “I couldn’t eat another bite, but it was so wonderful. Thank you.”She moved toward me and pulled me in for a hug. “I’m so glad you found someone special. I really like him.”I nodded as I pulled back, forcing a smile. “Thank you.”She studied me for a moment, and then said, “Okay. I know you well enough to know when something’s bothering you.” She pulled out two of the chairs that were pushed into the table. “Spill.”I smiled at her word choice. “Curt is a great man.”She searched my eyes. “But?”I let out a deep breath
New YorkLogan“Excuse me,” I said, exhausted from having to entertain all afternoon and evening. Mom had insisted on inviting every important political figure in New York for Thanksgiving. And instead of it being a down-to-earth, informal occasion, my mother had insisted on black tie.“Are you well, dear?” Mom asked as she placed a kiss on the side of my head. “The Governor said that he wanted to talk to you about the water situation …”I let out a deep breath. “Mother, I’m exhausted.”“You aren’t having another relapse, are you?”“Mom, give it a rest,” I said as I walked away, leaving her standing in the foyer, surrounded by house guests, many that I didn’t even know. I walked up the stairs and into my suite, shutting the world—and my family—out. I had enough of wearing a plastic face, forcing smiles
I no longer wanted the music, and it obviously didn’t want me. No one from the music business had come to see me at all, not even my friends.My mother and father kept talking to me about running for office, jumping into the political arena in some way. After my physical therapy came to an end, I started working out in an effort to regain my strength.At first, I ran for City Council and, to my surprise, I won. That was when I started to feel like I could make a difference in the world, or at least in my little corner of it. After two years, I ran for President of the City Council and won again. I held that office for two years and liked the difference I was able to make in the city. I ran for State Representative and won again. I started attracting attention and one thing led to another. Now, I was running for Senator.I looked down at the bottle that I was holding and took another swig.Why would Alyssa lead me to believe that she was dead all the
All of a sudden, Craig stood in front of us, blocking the way. Frank saw Craig approach and crossed the room. “May I speak with you both for a minute?” My heart suddenly sank, wondering what he had done to Alyssa. But I held my cool. If I hadn’t learned anything else over the years, it was to curb my jealousy. I looked down at Alyssa, and she nodded. Anyone else would have walked away and let them speak alone. But from what I remembered of Craig, there was no way in Hell that I was going to let that happen. “What is it, Craig?” Alyssa asked, stiffening. He stole a quick glance at me, and then focused on Alyssa. “Look: I’m sorry for what happened the other day … for the kiss …” I stiffened as I clenched my fists at my sides, trying to hold my cool until he finished. “… but I wanted you to know that it’ll never happen again. I’d like to continue our professional relationship, and I promise that nothing like that will ever happen again.” “It better not,”
The crowd erupted in thunderous applause once again as the mayor stepped up to the microphone.“So, eat, drink, and be merry,” Mayor Townsend said from the stage behind me as I rushed down the side stairs, fighting through the crowd, trying to get to Alyssa as quickly as I could. “But make sure to dig deep in your pockets to help Logan Ambrose and the children!”As I looked through the crowd, Frank, Alyssa, and Roxanne were standing, talking to my parents as a concerned look spread across Frank’s face. Even Craig looked concerned. I seemed to move in slow motion as I hurried to her. But the faster I moved, the slower I felt I was moving. What seemed like an eternity later, I stepped up beside Alyssa and wrapped a protective arm around her. “Mom, Dad! What are you doing here?” I asked directly, not caring how it sounded.“Why, son!” my mother began in a sickening sweet tone. “I’m here to celebrate
LoganI offered my arm to Alyssa and escorted her into the Grand Ballroom of The Plaza as Alanna walked ahead. A bellman took our coats as we walked in, revealing Alyssa’s lovely dress that fell over her body like water—very elegant and sexy. If this event hadn’t been in my honor, I would have taken her back to my condo and not let her out of the bedroom for a week.Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling and beige pillars stood along the sides of the room, as the ceiling glowed in peach lighting. An ornately decorated Christmas tree sat at the far end of the room to the right by the stage, and tables set along the edge, leaving the center of the floor open. Christmas lights hung around the room, elegantly decorated but not overly done.When Alanna slipped out of her coat, she had the attention of every man in the room with her barely-there dress. I escorted them both to the head table where Frank and Craig were sitting
Then, he pushed into me as his lips descended upon mine. He moved me to my side and lay behind me, raising my leg up over his hip, and then pushed into me again as his hand reached around and rubbed my nipples.“God. This feels good!” I said as I pushed against him, letting every inch of his wonderful dick fill me. “Don’t stop!”He pushed into me as he rubbed my nipples and then moved his hand down to my clit as he rubbed and fucked. My walls clenched around his cock as every nerve in my body screamed for release, sending me over the edge as my climax shook my body.A moment later, his cock swelled. “Fuck, Alyssa! You feel good!” he screamed as he came inside of me, pushing into me, over and over, arousing me again.This time, I pushed him back against the pillows and then straddled him backward and pushed his full cock inside of me. Then, I rode him, over and again, lifting up off him and then pushing down hard a
Logan shoved into my pussy from behind as he fondled my clit, and I pushed against him, matching his rhythm. Soon, he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him pushing into me deeper and harder than before. Then his dick swelled, sending me over the edge as I screamed out in pleasure, shuddering in climax.“Oh, God, Alyssa,” he said as he came, pushing into me over and again. “You feel so good!”“Don’t stop!” I screamed as every nerve ending in my body ignited, bubbling up inside of me until it spilled over. “I’m coming again!”Then, his cock swelled again as he kept his rhythm, pushing into me even harder. He moaned as he pushed into me and stopped for a minute as he came again. Then, he pulled back and pushed into me again, until his pulls finally slowed. He kissed my back as I leaned across the table, and then rubbed my inner thighs as he kissed my ass cheeks. “You want to continue this, or are you
Soon, I walked into the front door of my apartment. It had been twenty-four hours since I’d been there, and it seemed desolate somehow. Empty. I quickly pushed the thought aside as I hung up my coat and dressed in casual jeans and a nice blue shirt and matching light sweater—the kind that’s longer in the front than in the back.Then, I headed out to the kitchen and decided to make some good old-fashioned spaghetti and meatballs. Logan had always called it ‘comfort food for the soul’.Within minutes, I had the water for the spaghetti on to boil, the sauce cooking, and was rolling the meatballs when I heard a knock on the door. “Just a minute!” I yelled as I washed up and hurried to the door, wiping my hands on a dishtowel.I flung the door open, and Logan was leaning against the door facing. “You really should ask who it is before you open the door,” he said in a seductive voice as he handed me a bouquet of pu
I laughed at her sudden change of heart. I knew just how to manipulate her … tempt her with shopping with an unlimited credit card. “So, when can you get here? We have to go shopping soon. Christmas Eve is just a week away.”She thought for a minute as she shuffled papers in the background. “Give me today to cancel my clients and I’ll be on the first flight out.”I laughed. “Good! Can’t wait to see you! Hey! Don’t plan on going back right away! I want to go out with you on New Year’s Eve, too!”She laughed. “What? Logan not man enough for you?”I laughed. “Just get your ass here! Can’t wait to see you!”Her voice suddenly turned serious. “Yeah. Me, too.”“You okay?”There was a pause at the other end. “Same ‘ol, same ‘ol. No man at Christmas, the usual.”“Well, we’re going
AlyssaThe next morning, I left Logan sleeping on his bed, dressed, and gave him a light kiss on the forehead, careful not to wake him. He rolled over, smiling, and hugged his pillow. I loved watching him sleep. I hated to leave him, and wished I could climb back into bed with him, but I had appointments on the book. Since I had moved to New York, word had spread quickly and business was booming. A twinge of guilt pulled at my chest, because I knew a lot of it had to do with Curt.Eying the notepad and pen on Logan’s dresser, I quickly scribbled a note.My Dearest Logan:Thanks for dinner. I especially liked the ‘main course’. Come to my place for dinner tonight … and no complaining about my cooking! LOL!Until Then,AllieIt was funny. He was the one who started calling me Allie, but he was the only one who called me that all the time. Somehow, it fit. Carryi
“I’ll give you my credit card and you can go get you a dress. And don’t worry about the cost,” I whispered against her lips when I pulled back.She smirked. “You don’t have to do that. I can buy a dress.”I shook my head. “No. I want to,” I said as I placed a credit card with no limit on the table next to her plate. “Besides, you’d better get used to it.”She smiled. “What’s that supposed to mean?”I leaned closer and looked directly into her eyes. “It means that now that I found you again, I’m not going to let you go.”She was about to say something, but stopped short when the doorbell rang.“Ignore it,” I said, leaning in to give her a kiss. “It’s probably just the doorman.”But she pulled back and bit her lower lip. My heart sank at her expression, wondering what she was thinking about what I had