withdrawn. Her business was still in jeopardy. She may have temporarily alleviated the situation, but now her heart was entangled in a big mess.
Shortly after the workmen arrived Jared himself deigned to appear. At least that was how it seemed to Dinah. When she was upstairs in her flat above the cafe, preparing herself for the morning rush, she heard orders being barked to the workmen whom she had become used to in the courtyard down below. Looking out of her window she saw Jared dressed in casual jeans and a polo neck shirt directing the men rushing about down below.
Exiting her flat into the cafe she cautiously turned on the espresso machine to warm up and began preparing her early morning cappuccino. She looked outside and caught Jared's gaze.
Dinah remembered the last time she had looked into those warm blue eyes. She had been in the throes of passion. Guiltily, she recalled how she had crept from his bed and apartment without saying goodbye and she fervently hoped he would not bring up her leaving him without so much as a kiss in the morning. She hoped that was how he liked his women to behave: great sex followed by no small talk the next morning. Wasn't that what all millionaire playboys wanted? Hopefully Jared would be true to form.
After taking a much needed caffeine boost she stepped outside.
"What are you doing here?" she asked as she approached Jared.
She had not meant her greeting to be so brusque, but she could not calm the nerves in herself nor release her immediate physical response to him. The man was just too gorgeous in casual jeans and a shirt! No man surely had the right to be that good looking so early in the morning?
"Well good morning to you too! That looks great, can I have some too?" he said. It took Dinah a moment to realise he meant the cappuccino and not her, and when she did she blushed to the roots of her perfectly clean and blow dried hair.
"Of course," she replied.
Dinah hurried into the cafe where she expertly brewed a cappuccino from the espresso machine. Relief washed over her. He hadn't mentioned their night together. Not yet anyway. Maybe it was so insignificant to him he just didn't care to remember. As Dinah frothed the milk to perfection she tried unsuccessfully to keep her mind from wandering to that night she had spent in Jared's bed, and Jared's arms, and his strong hard physique, which was evident even in jeans and a simple knitted shirt and which drove her wild! How was she going to keep her mind focused when he was around?
She walked back outside and handed the coffee to Jared. As Jared savored the caffeinated brew she wondered still why he was there.
"I found I needed to be more on site for this development than I originally anticipated," he said. It seemed, again, that he had read her thoughts.
"Progress is not as fast as I had hoped. With the delay in starting after summer was over we now need this to move along faster and I need to be here to supervise the work," he continued.
Dinah was not convinced, but she was pleased to see him again. For weeks he had disturbed her thoughts, to the point of her not being able to sleep due to her aching body remembering their passionate night of a few weeks ago.
"I've been thinking of your recommendations for the development and I think you may have been onto something. I'd like to discuss your ideas further," he said.
Dinah mind was focussed with intensity on the passion they had shared. She had been trying her best to forget their night a few weeks ago, and Jared's reference to that evening brought lust back in a rush. She could feel her face heating up and her cheeks reddening with a blush. She hoped it was not obvious and she felt a fool while she reasoned that he was only talking business.
"Of course, if you would like to discuss my ideas I would be only too happy to make the time. I have the cafe to open in a few moments and we close at three. How about we meet after that?" she said almost out of breath. Damn! Surely
Shortly after the workmen arrived Jared himself deigned to appear. At least that was how it seemed to Dinah. When she was upstairs in her flat above the cafe, preparing herself for the morning rush, she heard orders being barked to the workmen whom she had become used to in the courtyard down below. Looking out of her window she saw Jared dressed in casual jeans and a polo neck shirt directing the men rushing about down below.
Exiting her flat into the cafe she cautiously turned on the espresso machine to warm up and began preparing her early morning cappuccino. She looked outside and caught Jared's gaze.
Dinah remembered the last time she had looked into those warm blue eyes. She had been in the throes of passion. Guiltily, she recalled how she had crept from his bed and apartment without saying goodbye and she fervently hoped he would not bring up her leaving him without so much as a kiss in the morning. She hoped that was how he liked his women to behave: great sex followed by no small talk the next morning. Wasn't that what all millionaire playboys wanted? Hopefully Jared would be true to form.
After taking a much needed caffeine boost she stepped outside.
"What are you doing here?" she asked as she approached Jared.
She had not meant her greeting to be so brusque, but she could not calm the nerves in herself nor release her immediate physical response to him. The man was just too gorgeous in casual jeans and a shirt! No man surely had the right to be that good looking so early in the morning?
"Well good morning to you too! That looks great, can I have some too?" he said. It took Dinah a moment to realise he meant the cappuccino and not her, and when she did she blushed to the roots of her perfectly clean and blow dried hair.
"Of course," she replied.
Dinah hurried into the cafe where she expertly brewed a cappuccino from the espresso machine. Relief washed over her. He hadn't mentioned their night together. Not yet anyway. Maybe it was so insignificant to him he just didn't care to remember. As Dinah frothed the milk to perfection she tried unsuccessfully to keep her mind from wandering to that night she had spent in Jared's bed, and Jared's arms, and his strong hard physique, which was evident even in jeans and a simple knitted shirt and which drove her wild! How was she going to keep her mind focused when he was around?
She walked back outside and handed the coffee to Jared. As Jared savored the caffeinated brew she wondered still why he was there.
"I found I needed to be more on site for this development than I originally anticipated," he said. It seemed, again, that he had read her thoughts.
"Progress is not as fast as I had hoped. With the delay in starting after summer was over we now need this to move along faster and I need to be here to supervise the work," he continued.
Dinah was not convinced, but she was pleased to see him again. For weeks he had disturbed her thoughts, to the point of her not being able to sleep due to her aching body remembering their passionate night of a few weeks ago.
"I've been thinking of your recommendations for the development and I think you may have been onto something. I'd like to discuss your ideas further," he said.
Dinah mind was focussed with intensity on the passion they had shared. She had been trying her best to forget their night a few weeks ago, and Jared's reference to that evening brought lust back in a rush. She could feel her face heating up and her cheeks reddening with a blush. She hoped it was not obvious and she felt a fool while she reasoned that he was only talking business.
"Of course, if you would like to discuss my ideas I would be only too happy to make the time. I have the cafe to open in a few moments and we close at three. How about we meet after that?" she said almost out of breath. Damn! Surely
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