Around seven o’clock, Navy entered her apartment. She knew that Victor was staying late for a conference call to settle some things with a presentation he would be giving at an upcoming conference in Las Vegas. She had offered to help him and stay just in case, but Victor didn’t want to hear about it and dismissed her, sending her home, to rest and prepare for the next day.“‘Really, Victor, I can stay… It’s no problem…’” she told him.“‘You already did what was asked of you. For today, you’re done. Have a great evening, Navy,’” Victor replied and without adding another word, left the office. It still felt like a brush-off, all the same. She couldn’t shake the feeling that he was uncomfortable being in the same room with her, and Navy wondered why he hired her if her presence made him so grouchy… so cranky? Navy made her way to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of red wine, and when Paige ran into the kitchen to greet her, she poured one fo
Victor put the finishing touches on his presentation, and, satisfied with the result, sat back in his chair. The upcoming trip to Las Vegas was a critical turning point for him, personally and professionally, and he couldn’t leave anything to chance. His plans of expanding his empire were still a secret, but he knew that the Las Vegas Strip would be the place to start if he wanted to make an entrance people would notice. And there was only one person who could’ve helped him accomplish that… He was the most important name on his investors' list. Ben Randall, the most influential name amongst all. He desperately needed an appointment with the businessman but, so far, Randall hadn’t taken any of Victor’s calls, and that frustrated him to no end. He thought about the presentations and workshops that he and Navy would be attending during the conference. This trip would also be an extremely good opportunity for her as well, and he developed their sche
“Up to this point, this place is absolutely perfect for your plans…” Navy says looking thoroughly around.“I agree… This part right here… this is going to be the spa,” Victor told Navy as he opened the door to a large, dusty room and ushered her inside. He was taking her on a tour of the foreclosed hotel property he had bought in downtown Seattle, the one that he was in the process of rebuilding and renovating to turn it into the first ‘Mirage Hotel’.“This place used to be a ballroom,” he explained, taking a look around the expansive room. “It’s the only space big enough to install all of the features we want in the spa, and we’re going to renovate some old guest rooms to make smaller event and conference spaces.” Victor watched her eyes survey the room, no doubt envisioning all that he did when he looked around the old hotel.“My, God, Victor… I’m kinda speechless,” she whispered. “This is going to be the most incredible hotel in Seattle.” He smiled. He
Navy pushed the heavy door open using her hip as she held two large coffee cups in her hands: a latte for herself and a double espresso, no sugar, for Victor. She often worried about his caffeine intake as he would surely have at least three more before he went home for the evening. Victor looked up at her with a broad smile. Was he smiling at her because she was there, doing a great job as his PA? Or was he smiling because she was there holding his double espresso?“Navy Remington, how did you know? Woman, you are a true goddess… This was just what I needed… Thank you so much.” ‘Great! I am the goddess of… coffee… How pathetic am I?!’“Oh, it was nothing,” she told Victor. “I just thought… Well, I know that if I came in holding only the one for me, you would just spend your day pouting.” He stood and met her in the middle of the office. Somehow, without a reason in particular, Navy took a half step back.“Me, pouting?” Victor asked. “I think you
Victor took a beer from the fridge he’d installed as part of a poolside bar and popped it open. He loved the outdoor oasis that he’d created on the terrace of his condo, one of the newest buildings in the city. He had meticulously planned the space for the pool, the hot tub, the bar, lounge area, even down to the plants and flowers adorning it, the foliage that afforded him and his guests all the privacy that they needed. Sure, it was June and it might have been a little chilly for an outdoor party, but with the warmth of the pool and carefully placed exterior heaters, nobody complained. Victor loved his outdoor area, but because of all the time he spent working, he rarely got to enjoy it, or any of the other luxuries he could now afford because of his hard work and success. A sad irony… Victor watched his guests mill about the poolside. They were all smiling, and having fun. He really missed just spending time with his friends and the
When they walked back out to the terrace, the sun had fully set, and the automatic timer had turned on the exterior lights so that the night was now cast in a yellow-orange glow. He had also forgotten to turn off the music. So now, instead of the dance music that had been playing earlier, it had since slowed to R&B. ‘Nice romantic setting…’ Victor frowned. It was as if some strange force had conspired to usher him and the PA he couldn’t ever have into bed together. ‘This is such a bad idea.’ But it was too late to say anything. He couldn’t invite her to relax with him and then turn around and kick her out. &nb
“‘Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Spirit Airlines, flight A321, with nonstop service to Las Vegas, Nevada,’” the pilot’s deep voice droned throughout the cabin. “‘We’ll be pulling away from the gate shortly, and it looks like smooth flying all the way to Vegas. So, settle in, get comfortable and please watch the following video about the safety features of this aircraft.’” Victor put his head back and closed his eyes. He was about to spend the next two hours and twenty-three minutes sitting next to Navy. Since hiring her, Victor had attempted to keep his distance, for fear of reaching out and touching the hair that looked so luxuriously soft, or the smooth skin that beckoned to him. They hadn’t discussed what had happened in his hot tub, both honoring their unspoken agreement to forget it happened, Victor supposed. But how could he forget her smooth skin, the noises she’d made when he turned her on... ‘Jesus, this is going to be the longest flight of my
Victor and Navy spent the next four days at the convention, attending workshops, lectures, and presentations, and Victor even did a presentation of his own. Of course, he nailed it. The meeting with Ben Randall had gone splendidly. He was absolutely charmed by Victor, as Navy knew he would be. When they exited the last event of the convention, they realized that they still had most of their last day left to explore the city. Navy was looking forward to the opportunity to check out some of the sights of the Las Vegas Strip on their last day, but she knew Victor was a workaholic, so she assumed that he would have something planned to keep them busy. “So, what’s the agenda for the rest of the day?” she asked, turning to him. She scrolled through the calendar on her phone and didn’t see anything that they’d scheduled. Victor held the door for her and they stepped outside into the blazing sun.“Oh, God this heat…” he huffed. “I keep forgetting about it. Quit
Navy was in her kitchen when her phone rang. She ran to it and saw Victor’s number displayed on the screen. She frowned, debating whether or not to answer it. She had stubbornly refused to take any of his calls in the month that had passed since she had spoken to him, although it felt like an eternity, and thinking about Victor still hurt her. That was a sure sign that they shouldn’t be together. Victor had too much power to cause her pain. She couldn’t risk her heart with him, because he would surely break it. Sure, Paige had said so many times she was being stupid. ‘Not being able to live without him is the surest sign that you should be together,’ she’d advised her. Paige had told her that this was just another way she pushed away her happiness. Navy had sabotaged her own relationship, and Keera had given her the perfect excuse to do it. Navy didn’t see it that way, and she had done well to avoid him at all costs in the pas
Victor let himself into Navy’s apartment with the key she had given him. He was already booked in a suite on the Strip, for convenience of his scheduled meetings, but he knew that he would be spending every night in Navy’s bed. Speaking to her on the phone the past few days was quite strange. She was… distant, and cold. Not her real usual self. When he asked her if anything was wrong, she gave him an ‘everything’s just fine’ that he didn’t quite trust. He shook it off, telling himself that the awkwardness came from the distance, the stress, and working too much and that things would be fine when they were actually together in the same city. Shutting the door behind him, Victor inhaled. He could smell her everywhere and smiled satisfied. Now that he was back with Navy, every day was a relief. He felt lighter and stayed positive, even when work became too much, he knew that he had Navy. Yes, there was distance between them but she was only just a
When Navy heard the announcement of the arrival of Paige’s flight, she couldn’t contain her excitement. It had been so long since she’d seen her best friend, and Navy had worked hard to make the next five days spectacular. She looked around at all of the other people, waiting quietly for their loved ones. Navy, however, was bouncing slightly, trying to expend some energy while she waited for Paige. Sure, she missed Victor, as she hadn’t seen him since the weekend that they reconciled, but she missed Paige in a way she couldn’t imagine. In missing Victor, she missed their intimacy, his loving words, his touches, his body. But with Paige, it was completely different. Paige was the closest thing she got to a sister. She missed having Paige around to share late-night chats, chick flicks, and the occasional bottle (or two) of wine. Well, they talked on the phone and so on, but it wasn’t the same. She saw Paige’s blond pixie cut before she sa
When Monday morning rolled around, Navy had a definite skip in her step. Early that morning, Victor had returned to Seattle, but not before spending two amazing days and nights with her at her apartment. She had been happy in Vegas before she and Victor had rekindled their relationship. But now, everything felt right, perfect… All the planets were perfectly aligned and everything in her life was starting to fall into place. Victor had already texted her before the plane took off, and Navy eagerly awaited his arrival at home, when he would call her. She missed his voice, the way he roughly cleared his throat when he wanted her, his breath on her ear, the way he was ‘punishing’ her for being such a bad girl in bed... The way he made love to her the past couple of days was so rough, passionate, erotic… Victor was the same as before, outside the bed… Kind, thoughtful, attentive, romantic, sweet… But when they were in bed, well… he was someone differe
Her flavor played along his taste buds and a moan crawled out of his throat as ripples of pleasure raced through his veins. Her whimper lingered in the air as she quivered beneath his mouth and the headboard banged as she pulled on it.“More…” Navy whispered, and Victor heard the need, the impatience in her voice.“I like tasting you… I love when you come in my mouth…” he said, not nearly ready to take her. “I want more… Tell me you want it too…” He didn’t want to stop… He wasn’t ready to end their encounter. Victor wanted to play with her for a little while, and take command of her body. Navy whimpered her response and began panting as he stretched her lips wider, opening her up to him even more. Damn! The view was breathtaking... The taste of her, divine… Giving her more of what she wanted, he ran his tongue over her, licking from bottom to top before pushing it in deep. She squirmed in response, and with that, he buried his face between her l
Emotions and sensations ripped through him, like a tornado. Navy abandoned his neck, her mouth going to his chest. Her lips felt like fire on his skin, teasing over his flesh, her tongue circling his nipples, coming perilously close with each swirl. Victor ran his hands through her hair, holding Navy to him, but they fell to his sides when she broke free and stepped back. Her gaze never left his as she shed her jeans and her panties, moving with a sensuality that damn near killed him. Deep desire slammed into him as Navy tossed the rest of her clothes away and stood before him fully naked, his for the taking. He stared at her, finding it most difficult to take his gaze off her beautiful body and how she offered it up to him.“Baby,” Victor whispered, the love he felt for her coming over him, blindsiding him and leaving him feeling like he’d been sucker punched. His heart squeezed as he watched her, not daring to move… to speak… to breathe… He st
Victor stewed in his hotel room. He was pacing the room like a caged animal. Keera had just left and he was feeling restless. He was also still agitated from his run-in with Navy earlier that day. “Fuck!” Victor exclaimed and stopped pacing. A short time ago, Navy had meant the world to him. He had seen every side of her… Kissed her… Made love to her… Now the woman of his life acted like he was just a stranger to her… As if they never met.“Fuck!” he exclaimed again and restarted pacing. Her cold indifference at lunch infuriated him so much that after his meeting with Keera, he had to take the rest of the day off. He just couldn’t concentrate. Keera would have been a surefire way to release some tension. Finally, some good sex after all those weeks since he had a woman… since he had Navy in his arms… And Victor knew it would have been great. Maybe that was part of the reason why he was so agitated. His member didn’t seem to understan
Las Vegas was quite different from Seattle. ‘This is the understatement of the century,’ Navy thought as she stepped out of her apartment and into the blazing heat. She’d found it hard to adjust to all of the changes at first. She missed Paige. Her best friend still called and they chatted online whenever they could, but it wasn’t the same. The pace of Las Vegas was also different from that of Seattle. Sure, Seattle was a big, important city but Las Vegas had far more hustle and bustle. There were always people everywhere, at all hours, coming and going. Tourists stopping for pictures. People drinking and acting out. Navy was more of a quiet person and she didn’t care for the rowdiness that came with working on the Strip. But the first adjustment Navy had to make was the heat. ‘Sweet Mother of God, the heat was… unbelievable!’ She’d always liked warm weather, but when the hot desert sun blazed on her dail
Navy took her seat on the airplane, economy this time. This trip to Las Vegas wasn’t on the dime of ‘VH Holdings’. And she was alone… without him. That was the difference. Well, that and the fact that she had only purchased a one-way ticket. Once again, she was sitting on a plane… She looked outside the window and tried to stay calm since flying was still terrifying. She fastened her seatbelt and closed her eyes. Navy recalled her first trip to Vegas, she recalled Victor and the way he helped her, his voice so soothing… Tears started stinging her eyes, so she shook her head.“Stop it…” Navy whispered to herself. “He’s gone… He’s not coming back. And you’re leaving Seattle, so… stop torturing yourself. Focus on your n