Chapter 8 His Place

"Good because you've drove me crazy since I first laid eyes on you." He replies.

"Really?" I ask.

"Yeah, coffee shop? Black limo?" He asks.

I laugh. "That was you?"

"Guilty!" He grins.

"I'm 5 years older than you." I reply.

"Damn that's even hotter!" He smirks.

"Get serious!" I demand.

"Oh, I'm dead serious. I don’t like immature girls. I want a sophisticated woman!" He explains.

"Sweet talker." I reply.

"All true! Is it working?" He asks.

"Maybe." I reply and his arousal jerks. "Easy boy."

"Can't help it, he wants what he wants! And he wants you." He replies.

"I hope I don't regret this." I pause. "Your place or mine?"

"Mine, security reasons you know." He explains.

"Ok." I agree.

"Give me your valet ticket." He replies.

"Ok." I reply.

He tells his security detail he's driving my car and for them to follow us to his house. We go to the valet and wait for my car.

"Sweet ride." Adam whistles.

"Company perk." I explain.

"Wow your boss must love you." He replies.

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