she could do better than appear like a love struck teenager in his presence! Dinah cursed herself for her inexperience. She was just not used to being around mega millionaire property developers like Jared Knight. His physical presence threw her off her usual balance. Just the sight of his wide chest and tight jeans, and the smell of him, threw her for a spin.
"Okay. I'll see you then Dinah," he said. His soft voice turned her name into a caress, and bestowing another devilishly sexy smile he turned away. With his back to her now she allowed herself to gaze longingly at his strong thighs in tight jeans as he walked casually away.
Jared smiled. As he walked away he wondered bemusedly why he had come so far for so little, but the thought was quickly squashed as he recalled how important the development at Devon Bay was to his company. He was there to ensure the development proceeded as planned, perhaps with some minor adjustments. He reasoned that Dinah's ideas on how the development could be altered to ensure a better outcome that would benefit his business. He needed to see her again to pick her brilliant mind and refine his ideas, and only that! Getting Dinah Luxford into his bed again would be a bonus. He could not dismiss this possibility as less than desirable.
He had spent the last few weeks burying himself in his work until he could no longer put off coming up to Devon Bay. When the decision to visit the site had been made he found himself looking forward to seeing Dinah again and that delicious body of hers. He had allowed his mind to wander back over their night together in Auckland, spending time in the evenings after work was done and socialising had ended to relive the memory. He did not stop to examine his sudden loss of interest in other women, rationalising it away as simply not having enough time. But he had absolutely no interest in the various blondes and sexy brunettes who regularly paraded their best assets in front of him. He did not notice them at all. When his mind did wander to the delights of the fairer sex, it was Dinah's body he thought of and her scent he could still smell in his nostrils.
Jared's visit to Devon Bay was necessary to oversee the beginning of the first stage of the development. It was his usual custom to be involved until he could trust his project manager to take over, once he was sure that everyone on board knew the plan intimately enough for him to step back. This process usually took a couple of weeks and Jared secretly relished having Dinah in his sights for an extended period of time. He figured that just the one night had not been enough to get her out of his system. Perhaps more time with her was necessary. Then he could go back to Auckland free and unencumbered.
As three o'clock approached Dinah was a bunch of nerves. She hustled her staff into finishing early making sure every detail was perfect. Vaguely, she wondered why it was so important but quickly dismissed the idea that it was because she wanted to be alone with Jared again. It was just because she wanted to ensure her ideas for the development of Devon Bay were taken on board and not anything personal.
It had been another long and hard day in the cafe and just before three o'clock Dinah left her most experienced barista in charge as she then fled upstairs to her apartment to quickly shower and change.
She slipped into a clean A-line skirt with a simple knitted top, and put on a small wrap around ballerina shirt over the top to ward off the late summer evening chill. She finished with a swipe of gloss to her lips and a brief swatch of mascara over her long lashes and reasoned that she only wanted to appear as her best in front of Auckland's most powerful property developer. She didn't want to appear as an unsophisticated country bumpkin, that was all. Then with a deep breath she slowly descended the stairs to the cafe.
As she finished her descent the sight of Jared entering her cafe transfixed her. He was
"Okay. I'll see you then Dinah," he said. His soft voice turned her name into a caress, and bestowing another devilishly sexy smile he turned away. With his back to her now she allowed herself to gaze longingly at his strong thighs in tight jeans as he walked casually away.
Jared smiled. As he walked away he wondered bemusedly why he had come so far for so little, but the thought was quickly squashed as he recalled how important the development at Devon Bay was to his company. He was there to ensure the development proceeded as planned, perhaps with some minor adjustments. He reasoned that Dinah's ideas on how the development could be altered to ensure a better outcome that would benefit his business. He needed to see her again to pick her brilliant mind and refine his ideas, and only that! Getting Dinah Luxford into his bed again would be a bonus. He could not dismiss this possibility as less than desirable.
He had spent the last few weeks burying himself in his work until he could no longer put off coming up to Devon Bay. When the decision to visit the site had been made he found himself looking forward to seeing Dinah again and that delicious body of hers. He had allowed his mind to wander back over their night together in Auckland, spending time in the evenings after work was done and socialising had ended to relive the memory. He did not stop to examine his sudden loss of interest in other women, rationalising it away as simply not having enough time. But he had absolutely no interest in the various blondes and sexy brunettes who regularly paraded their best assets in front of him. He did not notice them at all. When his mind did wander to the delights of the fairer sex, it was Dinah's body he thought of and her scent he could still smell in his nostrils.
Jared's visit to Devon Bay was necessary to oversee the beginning of the first stage of the development. It was his usual custom to be involved until he could trust his project manager to take over, once he was sure that everyone on board knew the plan intimately enough for him to step back. This process usually took a couple of weeks and Jared secretly relished having Dinah in his sights for an extended period of time. He figured that just the one night had not been enough to get her out of his system. Perhaps more time with her was necessary. Then he could go back to Auckland free and unencumbered.
As three o'clock approached Dinah was a bunch of nerves. She hustled her staff into finishing early making sure every detail was perfect. Vaguely, she wondered why it was so important but quickly dismissed the idea that it was because she wanted to be alone with Jared again. It was just because she wanted to ensure her ideas for the development of Devon Bay were taken on board and not anything personal.
It had been another long and hard day in the cafe and just before three o'clock Dinah left her most experienced barista in charge as she then fled upstairs to her apartment to quickly shower and change.
She slipped into a clean A-line skirt with a simple knitted top, and put on a small wrap around ballerina shirt over the top to ward off the late summer evening chill. She finished with a swipe of gloss to her lips and a brief swatch of mascara over her long lashes and reasoned that she only wanted to appear as her best in front of Auckland's most powerful property developer. She didn't want to appear as an unsophisticated country bumpkin, that was all. Then with a deep breath she slowly descended the stairs to the cafe.
As she finished her descent the sight of Jared entering her cafe transfixed her. He was
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