The server returned with Ford’s drink and a basket of bread that I immediately reached for.“This is delicious.” I moaned, chewing the sourdough. “What club are we going to?”“Why?” Ford asked. “Is someone eager to hook up?”Mid-bite, I replied, “Fuck no.”“No?” He took a piece of bread and handed the basket to Dominick. “Why? Suddenly feeling … taken?”“Ahhh.” I tossed my napkin at him. “I see where this is going.”“Do you?”“Fuck, don’t you start with me too.” I got up from my chair, holding the wooden frame, and said, “I’m going to the head. When I return, no more Jo talk. Understood?”I flipped them off when they laughed and stumbled toward the back of the restaurant in search of the restroom. Once I got inside, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I took it out, the screen showing a notification from Instagram that Jo had posted a new photo.At some point, I’d set those up.And I never stopped them.Why the fuck did I do that to myself?The alcohol flowing through my body caused
Her stare reached places far deeper than my chest. “California is going to be the start of something wonderful for you.”“I hope so.”She returned to the glass she had been sitting behind and reached inside once it was open. “He cares about you—you do know that, don’t you?”“I do.”“Jenner just needs time to work this through his brain. You caught him off guard—not what happened per se, I mean, you, in general. Love is an uncharted territory for him.”“Is there anything I can do?” I glanced down at my gel polish that my nerves had caused me to slowly pick off. “You know, to speed the process up?”Monica had told me to be patient. My mother, who had dated sporadically since she and my father had divorced, had told me to be persistent.“I’ve apologized,” I told her even though I was sure she felt that. “I’ve offered solutions. I’ve told him I care about him. Nothing has changed. He still won’t budge.”She pulled out a piece of fudge that was white and blue and set it on a plate. She cut
“I can’t either,” she finally whispered. “I saw Manhattan. I saw thick, billowy clouds of steam coming up from the ground and chewy, hot bagels smothered in veggie cream cheese, and those incredible boho-chic boutiques in SoHo. I didn’t see LA.”I leaned against her shoulder. “Are you disappointed?”“No, babe, this is so much better.”I sighed, kicking my feet onto our new coffee table. “How about I order us a boat of sushi and we open a bottle of wine and put on Housewives of any city?”“I love you.”I giggled. “I thought you’d dig that plan.”“It’s perfect.”And it was.But what would be even better was if I heard from Jenner. He lived so close; I could be at his house in eight minutes if I hit every green light.I wouldn’t do that.I wasn’t going to call him either.I was going to make him reach out to me.“I feel like this is our last moment of freedom,” Monica said. “Come Monday, you’re all business, traveling to Utah soon and deep into the trenches of your new job. I have three
“I have a meeting with your father.”She finally glanced at me again, the sensation in my chest pounding even harder now. “I know you’re not here to see me.”And then she looked away, leaving me with a fucking ache as the elevator began to rise.The emergency button was only inches from my hand. Pulling it would stop the elevator from moving.I was so fucking tempted.To back her up against the wall and punish her with my tongue.Ravage her.To show her how much I missed her.But I didn’t.I stared at the numbers as we climbed, each floor lighting up as we passed it. And seconds before we reached hers, I couldn’t avoid her any longer. I took in that beautiful profile, feeling my breath leave my body as I exhaled, wishing that air was hitting her skin while my nose grazed across her.I could almost taste her.I could certainly smell her, that fall scent wrapping around me in this small space.Part of me expected for her to be looking at me, for her eyes to be so fixed on mine, pleading
Goddamn it, she was sexy.She certainly had been while she was in Miami, but the LA version of Jo had even more confidence, and it looked so fucking good on her.“Joanna, why don’t you tell Jenner what we decided?”Was I surprised he’d discussed his plans with his daughter?I wasn’t sure.I wasn’t sure of anything at this moment.Except how much I wanted to lift her off that chair and carry her to my SUV outside, sending my driver to lunch while I fucked her in the backseat.“I’d love to.” She turned her whole body toward me, the movement causing her jacket to open more, tits that were pure perfection taunting the hell out of me. “I’m not sure what my father mentioned prior to me coming in, but we had our accountant dissect all the options, weighing every possibility. I have concerns about each piece of land and the amount of credit we’ll be tying up, but there’s only one that truly fits the needs of our brand.”For the briefest of moments, she chewed the corner of her thick bottom li
What didn’t help was that I could smell his cologne in the air.God, it was enticing. Spicy, sensual—if sex and lust had a scent, it was him.He sat on the other side of the jet. His laptop on a table in front of him, his fingers hitting the keys. The only time he ever took a break from typing was to pick up the coffee the flight attendant had delivered or to eat a piece of fruit from the plate she had given him.All I wanted was his attention on me.I shifted in my seat and reached into my purse, grabbing the box that I’d taken out of the freezer this morning. I carefully unwrapped the twine and opened the lid.“In the mood for something sweet?” I asked, holding the box toward him.He gradually looked up, his eyes holding mine for several seconds before they dipped to my hand. “Gloria’s?”I nodded. “I’ve gotten myself addicted, and fortunately, she ships.”He stayed quiet.I’d expected that.But he took the desserts from my hand and searched inside. “Coconut fudge?”“I asked her to p
His jaw flexed, like he was grinding his teeth together, his stare so intense that it was vibrating through me. “The student role …”I took a deep breath. “Yeah, you know, just because I have my degree doesn’t mean I want to stop learning.” I dragged my teeth across my lip before I smiled. “And I’m going to be your student throughout this whole build-out.”His gaze thickened, his face telling me he was making the connection I wanted him to—the little nugget I was dropping in his mind from the day I’d shown up to his hotel, wearing a naughty schoolgirl costume.Just as he opened his mouth to reply, his phone began to ring. He reached into his pocket and said, “It’s the realtor. I’m going to put her on speakerphone.” He hit the screen. “This is Jenner.”“Jenner, it’s Renee. I just spoke to the agent, and they’ve budged a little.”“What’s a little?”“A dollar a square foot.”He laughed. “That’s not a budge; that’s a slap in the face. Tell them they need to do better. Much better.” He was
Walter Spade’s daughter.Off-fucking-limits.But, goddamn it, the only thing I wanted was her.I left my suitcase and went over to the minibar, removing several bottles of whiskey, dumping them into a glass that I held to my lips.The liquor burned as it went down.I wanted it to.I wanted it to extinguish the thoughts in my head, the desire pulsing through me, the throbbing in my cock. I refilled the glass and took off my jacket, hanging it across the back of the chair and loosening my tie. As I was unbuttoning my shirt, I caught sight of the large bed behind me.The headboard. And all I could think about was tying her fucking wrists to each side, her legs spread wide over the mattress.Jesus Christ.I tried shaking her from my head, concentrating on work. The full inbox of emails that needed replies. The parcels of land I needed to study, the permits I needed to research, the numbers I needed to analyze.But I couldn’t focus on that.I could only think of her.And the raging