perfect ring last week, and as soon as he saw it, he knew it was meant for Dawn.
Gordon fingered the box now in his pocket. He just had to find the right time to give it to her. Since quitting his job, he had time to relax before he went back to his real life. It was Dawn’s last afternoon at work before they left. He was nervous about her learning who he really was. Gordon had been debating for the last week when he should tell her the truth. He knew he couldn’t tell her before they left, or she wouldn’t go. He just didn’t know if he should tell her on the plane where she couldn’t run from him but could take a flight straight home, or if he should wait to tell her when they arrived at the hotel. Maybe he should just let her learn at his party.
He sat watching TV waiting for Dawn. He didn’t spend any time in the last week at his own duplex. Dawn was his home, and where she was, he wanted to be. At the sound of the garage door opening, he stood and went to welcome her home.
Dawn opened the door and came out at the side of the kitchen. “Hey, sprite. How was work?”
She paused just over the threshold with a startled expression. Then her face went blank, and she blinked before she groaned, “I hate you, Amber.”
Raising his eyebrow, he waited for her to extend on what she’d said, and when she didn’t say anything, he sighed and went to her bringing her into his embrace. “What’s up? Isn’t Amber your friend?”
Dawn was stiff in his arms, and he walked them to the sofa and sat, sitting her on his lap. “She was, is. She just made me realize I know nothing about you, and I’m about to fly to the other side of the world with you.”
Fuck, he’d been avoiding this. He wanted her to know him before she knew the other details like who his family was, what he really did for work, and what he was worth. “You know me.” He hadn’t lied to Dawn. She did know him. She knew the man he was, the man people didn’t get to see, the man who got to relax, the man who got to fall in love. She knew the man who got to be himself—not the controlled, sophisticated, calculating, multi-billionaire, who was from a famous, influential Dallas wealthy dynasty family.
“No, I don’t.” She got off his lap and stood glaring down at him. He knew she was going for an angry ‘don’t mess with me and tell me what I want to know’ look, but right now, she looked so hot. Dawn’s hands were on her waist, her lips were thinned, her chest was heavy, and her eyes were full of fire.
His cock, already stiff from her sitting on him, jumped and twitched. All he wanted to do was yank her back and kiss her, but he knew she needed him to tell her at least something. Groaning, he scrubbed his hand over his face. “What do you want to know?”
“I remember you said your parents wanted to see you. So where do they live? Do you have contact with them? How long have you been in Australia? Have you always been a bartender? Do you plan to go back to America and live?” She fired one after another.
“America. Yes. A year. No. And…” He winked. The last one was tricky to answer. He hoped he could avoid it.
She growled, and it was the cutest sound. “Where in America do your parents live? Will we be seeing them when we’re over there?”
“Dallas, and yes, you’ll meet them.”
“Argh, you’re deliberately being vague.”
Yes, he was. But what could he tell her without giving away who he really was away? Wanting her in his arms, he pulled her to him and sat her, so she straddled his lap and tilted her head up. “I wasn’t always a bartender. I was part of the family business. I’m an only child. I’ve told you that before. I always wanted a brother or sister, but my mother isn’t what you would call maternal. I came to Australia for a new start. To meet new people.”
“Oh.” He sighed in relief when she relaxed. “Do you miss everyone back there?”
“Yes, that’s why I’m excited about us leaving. I
Gordon fingered the box now in his pocket. He just had to find the right time to give it to her. Since quitting his job, he had time to relax before he went back to his real life. It was Dawn’s last afternoon at work before they left. He was nervous about her learning who he really was. Gordon had been debating for the last week when he should tell her the truth. He knew he couldn’t tell her before they left, or she wouldn’t go. He just didn’t know if he should tell her on the plane where she couldn’t run from him but could take a flight straight home, or if he should wait to tell her when they arrived at the hotel. Maybe he should just let her learn at his party.
He sat watching TV waiting for Dawn. He didn’t spend any time in the last week at his own duplex. Dawn was his home, and where she was, he wanted to be. At the sound of the garage door opening, he stood and went to welcome her home.
Dawn opened the door and came out at the side of the kitchen. “Hey, sprite. How was work?”
She paused just over the threshold with a startled expression. Then her face went blank, and she blinked before she groaned, “I hate you, Amber.”
Raising his eyebrow, he waited for her to extend on what she’d said, and when she didn’t say anything, he sighed and went to her bringing her into his embrace. “What’s up? Isn’t Amber your friend?”
Dawn was stiff in his arms, and he walked them to the sofa and sat, sitting her on his lap. “She was, is. She just made me realize I know nothing about you, and I’m about to fly to the other side of the world with you.”
Fuck, he’d been avoiding this. He wanted her to know him before she knew the other details like who his family was, what he really did for work, and what he was worth. “You know me.” He hadn’t lied to Dawn. She did know him. She knew the man he was, the man people didn’t get to see, the man who got to relax, the man who got to fall in love. She knew the man who got to be himself—not the controlled, sophisticated, calculating, multi-billionaire, who was from a famous, influential Dallas wealthy dynasty family.
“No, I don’t.” She got off his lap and stood glaring down at him. He knew she was going for an angry ‘don’t mess with me and tell me what I want to know’ look, but right now, she looked so hot. Dawn’s hands were on her waist, her lips were thinned, her chest was heavy, and her eyes were full of fire.
His cock, already stiff from her sitting on him, jumped and twitched. All he wanted to do was yank her back and kiss her, but he knew she needed him to tell her at least something. Groaning, he scrubbed his hand over his face. “What do you want to know?”
“I remember you said your parents wanted to see you. So where do they live? Do you have contact with them? How long have you been in Australia? Have you always been a bartender? Do you plan to go back to America and live?” She fired one after another.
“America. Yes. A year. No. And…” He winked. The last one was tricky to answer. He hoped he could avoid it.
She growled, and it was the cutest sound. “Where in America do your parents live? Will we be seeing them when we’re over there?”
“Dallas, and yes, you’ll meet them.”
“Argh, you’re deliberately being vague.”
Yes, he was. But what could he tell her without giving away who he really was away? Wanting her in his arms, he pulled her to him and sat her, so she straddled his lap and tilted her head up. “I wasn’t always a bartender. I was part of the family business. I’m an only child. I’ve told you that before. I always wanted a brother or sister, but my mother isn’t what you would call maternal. I came to Australia for a new start. To meet new people.”
“Oh.” He sighed in relief when she relaxed. “Do you miss everyone back there?”
“Yes, that’s why I’m excited about us leaving. I
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