boyfriend?” Her back is turned, but I could tell she was still smiling.
“Yes,” I answered, quickly.
“And what is his name?”
Oh dear , I wasn’t ready for that. I didn’t know why this was relevant, but maybe she was just trying to put me on the spot. My head was spinning for an answer, but I didn’t want to hesitate too long. Eventually, the only name that popped into my head was the man whore’s name. “Jacob,” I said in one breath. My goodness, inventing boyfriends was harder than I thought.
“Jacob?” she asked.
“Yes, that’s my boyfriend’s name, Jacob. I love him very much.” It was a strange feeling having to explain myself to this devil woman. If she were a man, I would just tell her to fuck off. It’s not like I haven’t done that countless of times before. I suppose having a woman try it on with you for the very first time would do that to you. It was all new territory for me.
“I see,” she said turning towards me. “I very much like this house, Angelina. I would like to put in an offer, if I may?”
Wow, of all the things, I wasn’t expecting that. “Okay,” I said nervously. “How much would you like to offer?”
“Let’s round it down to four, shall we? I assume that’s what they’re after?” She swiftly turned again and looked out of the bedroom window.
“I think you may be right, but I will have to speak with the vendor first and get back to you.”
She walked towards me quickly and stroked my chin. “Please do so.”
I immediately tensed again, but she was outside of the bedroom door and heading down the stairs quicker than my head could register.
Oh, thank God that’s over!
I practically ran down the stairs, and outside where Cruella was waiting for me. “I’ll speak to the vendors as soon as I get back to the office, and call you with an answer as soon as I have one.”
“Great,” she said, handing me a card. “Call me if you ever get tired of your boyfriend.” She locked eyes with me and winked.
I smiled awkwardly and took the card, but it wasn’t until I walked past her with my back to her that I felt it. Her hand on my arse!
Her hot breath was now invading my ear. “It was lovely seeing you again, Angelina. I look forward to your call.” She strolled off, shaking her hips back and forth as she went. To a man, this would be hot, but to me, it was completely wasted.
With a sharp intake of breath, I was ready to bolt. Suddenly my feet found so much movement that I was practically running back to work. It was starting to rain a little, so I tried putting up my umbrella. It was no use though. I was so uptight and anxious to get as far away from that woman as possible that nothing I did worked. I was so caught up in trying to undo the thing when my head practically slammed into a very solid chest. “I’m sorry,” I said, still looking at my umbrella.
“Would you like me to help with that?”
Oh my fucking God, that voice. If ever heaven invented the sound of a voice so beautiful, so sexy, so seductive, his would be it. I followed my eyes up from the umbrella, to his chest. He was wearing a grey jacket with blue shirt and navy tie that clung to his broad shoulders. I followed higher and found his lips. The most curved, sculptured pouty lips I had ever seen on a man.
The next thing I noticed was his sexy stubble. What I wouldn’t give to run my fingers up and down his face. Then I saw his eyes. The most beautiful light blue eyes—like swimming pools, I wanted to dive in.
Then there was his hair, or lack of it. He obviously liked a close shave, but there was a hint of very dark hair on top of his head. He must have been in his mid-twenties, and oozed sex appeal with an air of wealth—which only added to his allure.
Could this guy be any sexier ?!
I found myself staring for what seemed like an age. My stomach was not only having butterflies, it
“Yes,” I answered, quickly.
“And what is his name?”
Oh dear , I wasn’t ready for that. I didn’t know why this was relevant, but maybe she was just trying to put me on the spot. My head was spinning for an answer, but I didn’t want to hesitate too long. Eventually, the only name that popped into my head was the man whore’s name. “Jacob,” I said in one breath. My goodness, inventing boyfriends was harder than I thought.
“Jacob?” she asked.
“Yes, that’s my boyfriend’s name, Jacob. I love him very much.” It was a strange feeling having to explain myself to this devil woman. If she were a man, I would just tell her to fuck off. It’s not like I haven’t done that countless of times before. I suppose having a woman try it on with you for the very first time would do that to you. It was all new territory for me.
“I see,” she said turning towards me. “I very much like this house, Angelina. I would like to put in an offer, if I may?”
Wow, of all the things, I wasn’t expecting that. “Okay,” I said nervously. “How much would you like to offer?”
“Let’s round it down to four, shall we? I assume that’s what they’re after?” She swiftly turned again and looked out of the bedroom window.
“I think you may be right, but I will have to speak with the vendor first and get back to you.”
She walked towards me quickly and stroked my chin. “Please do so.”
I immediately tensed again, but she was outside of the bedroom door and heading down the stairs quicker than my head could register.
Oh, thank God that’s over!
I practically ran down the stairs, and outside where Cruella was waiting for me. “I’ll speak to the vendors as soon as I get back to the office, and call you with an answer as soon as I have one.”
“Great,” she said, handing me a card. “Call me if you ever get tired of your boyfriend.” She locked eyes with me and winked.
I smiled awkwardly and took the card, but it wasn’t until I walked past her with my back to her that I felt it. Her hand on my arse!
Her hot breath was now invading my ear. “It was lovely seeing you again, Angelina. I look forward to your call.” She strolled off, shaking her hips back and forth as she went. To a man, this would be hot, but to me, it was completely wasted.
With a sharp intake of breath, I was ready to bolt. Suddenly my feet found so much movement that I was practically running back to work. It was starting to rain a little, so I tried putting up my umbrella. It was no use though. I was so uptight and anxious to get as far away from that woman as possible that nothing I did worked. I was so caught up in trying to undo the thing when my head practically slammed into a very solid chest. “I’m sorry,” I said, still looking at my umbrella.
“Would you like me to help with that?”
Oh my fucking God, that voice. If ever heaven invented the sound of a voice so beautiful, so sexy, so seductive, his would be it. I followed my eyes up from the umbrella, to his chest. He was wearing a grey jacket with blue shirt and navy tie that clung to his broad shoulders. I followed higher and found his lips. The most curved, sculptured pouty lips I had ever seen on a man.
The next thing I noticed was his sexy stubble. What I wouldn’t give to run my fingers up and down his face. Then I saw his eyes. The most beautiful light blue eyes—like swimming pools, I wanted to dive in.
Then there was his hair, or lack of it. He obviously liked a close shave, but there was a hint of very dark hair on top of his head. He must have been in his mid-twenties, and oozed sex appeal with an air of wealth—which only added to his allure.
Could this guy be any sexier ?!
I found myself staring for what seemed like an age. My stomach was not only having butterflies, it
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