go crazy on me, I need to be able to get a hold of you.”
“I suppose that makes sense. You can take it out of my check.”
“Here’s my cell. Keep it with you until my assistant drops off your new phone.”
“I can’t do that. You’ll need it.”
“If I need it that bad, my driver has one. Don’t argue with me, Blossom. Do you prefer Blossom or Brooke?”
I blush because he’s the only one besides my parents that I let call me Blossom. At the club, when I filled out the paperwork, I had to use my ID. She thought it would be a perfect stage name.
“Um, it doesn’t matter.” I can see from the look in his eyes he doesn’t believe me, but he, thankfully, drops the subject.
“So I have to leave. I took off the password so you don’t get locked out of it, but here’s my work number. I’ll be calling you later to make sure your set.” He leans into me and I think he’s going to kiss me, but he hesitates then steps back. “Don’t leave the house yet. My assistant is a very busy woman and I don’t want her to have to be searching for you.”
“Aren’t you worried that I’ll go snooping through your phone?” He comes back up to me, his face inches from mine, our breaths mingling, and my heart racing with desire.
“Blossom. I’ve got nothing to hide from you. Go ahead and look through it.” His eyes dare me to test him, but I’m so turned on I can’t function. “I’ve got to go. Have a good day.”
He leaves me standing there with his phone pressed against my chest. I hear the door close and realize he hasn’t told me what he wants me to do. I guess I should just find shit to clean, but as I look around the place, there isn’t a damn thing out of place. The man is a neat freak. I wonder if he has OCD or some shit like that. Setting his phone down, I pick up his coffee mug from the counter and take a sip from it. Mm…mmm…good. He makes coffee just the way I like it. I caress the cup because he touched it. I’m fucking losing it.
Taking the cup, I dump the rest in the sink with a shake of my head. “I’m losing it.”
“Why?” I nearly jump out of my skin, almost dropping the coffee mug into the sink. I set it down and turn to face him.
“Blossom, I didn’t mean to scare you. I forgot my tablet,” Devin says, picking it up off the counter.
“Sorry, I didn’t hear you come in.”
“That’s not good. Come here. I’m going to show you how to operate the security alarm for times when you’re inside the condo alone.” He grabs my hand and drags me to the front door before giving me a quick tutorial. I smile because he’s acting like I’m helpless. He’s got a private elevator that people don’t have access to; I’m pretty sure it’s safe, but whatever, if it makes him happy. After his fast lesson, he’s gone again, and I instantly feel lonely.
~~~~
Shit, I just left and I miss the fuck out of her. I want to go back in there again, but I’ll be late and I have to be in court today. She didn’t see me when she took my cup to her lips, drinking from where I did. My dick was so hard I couldn’t speak for a whole damn minute. She’s losing it? Hell, I’ve done lost all my goddamn sense when it comes to her.
Luckily, Chuck knows to wait for me at a certain time. I make it to work earlier than expected and brief Rosalie on what I need her to do today. I head to my office and call my father. I don’t want him to call my phone because he might fuck up things between Blossom and me, and I can’t have that happen.
Chapter 9
Oh my goodness. I don’t think I can take another day of this. It’s so hard to look at him and not climb over the table and into his lap as he eats his breakfast. Ever since his assistant dropped off my new phone, I find it hard to just want to work for him. I want to be the one who cooks his meals because that’s what a good stay-at-home wife does, not because I’m the help, or so his assistant Rosalie has reminded me. Fucking stuck up
“I suppose that makes sense. You can take it out of my check.”
“Here’s my cell. Keep it with you until my assistant drops off your new phone.”
“I can’t do that. You’ll need it.”
“If I need it that bad, my driver has one. Don’t argue with me, Blossom. Do you prefer Blossom or Brooke?”
I blush because he’s the only one besides my parents that I let call me Blossom. At the club, when I filled out the paperwork, I had to use my ID. She thought it would be a perfect stage name.
“Um, it doesn’t matter.” I can see from the look in his eyes he doesn’t believe me, but he, thankfully, drops the subject.
“So I have to leave. I took off the password so you don’t get locked out of it, but here’s my work number. I’ll be calling you later to make sure your set.” He leans into me and I think he’s going to kiss me, but he hesitates then steps back. “Don’t leave the house yet. My assistant is a very busy woman and I don’t want her to have to be searching for you.”
“Aren’t you worried that I’ll go snooping through your phone?” He comes back up to me, his face inches from mine, our breaths mingling, and my heart racing with desire.
“Blossom. I’ve got nothing to hide from you. Go ahead and look through it.” His eyes dare me to test him, but I’m so turned on I can’t function. “I’ve got to go. Have a good day.”
He leaves me standing there with his phone pressed against my chest. I hear the door close and realize he hasn’t told me what he wants me to do. I guess I should just find shit to clean, but as I look around the place, there isn’t a damn thing out of place. The man is a neat freak. I wonder if he has OCD or some shit like that. Setting his phone down, I pick up his coffee mug from the counter and take a sip from it. Mm…mmm…good. He makes coffee just the way I like it. I caress the cup because he touched it. I’m fucking losing it.
Taking the cup, I dump the rest in the sink with a shake of my head. “I’m losing it.”
“Why?” I nearly jump out of my skin, almost dropping the coffee mug into the sink. I set it down and turn to face him.
“Blossom, I didn’t mean to scare you. I forgot my tablet,” Devin says, picking it up off the counter.
“Sorry, I didn’t hear you come in.”
“That’s not good. Come here. I’m going to show you how to operate the security alarm for times when you’re inside the condo alone.” He grabs my hand and drags me to the front door before giving me a quick tutorial. I smile because he’s acting like I’m helpless. He’s got a private elevator that people don’t have access to; I’m pretty sure it’s safe, but whatever, if it makes him happy. After his fast lesson, he’s gone again, and I instantly feel lonely.
~~~~
Shit, I just left and I miss the fuck out of her. I want to go back in there again, but I’ll be late and I have to be in court today. She didn’t see me when she took my cup to her lips, drinking from where I did. My dick was so hard I couldn’t speak for a whole damn minute. She’s losing it? Hell, I’ve done lost all my goddamn sense when it comes to her.
Luckily, Chuck knows to wait for me at a certain time. I make it to work earlier than expected and brief Rosalie on what I need her to do today. I head to my office and call my father. I don’t want him to call my phone because he might fuck up things between Blossom and me, and I can’t have that happen.
Chapter 9
Oh my goodness. I don’t think I can take another day of this. It’s so hard to look at him and not climb over the table and into his lap as he eats his breakfast. Ever since his assistant dropped off my new phone, I find it hard to just want to work for him. I want to be the one who cooks his meals because that’s what a good stay-at-home wife does, not because I’m the help, or so his assistant Rosalie has reminded me. Fucking stuck up
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