This feels way too natural.
Way too nice.
My guard is always up when it comes to relationships.I know not everyone is like Sandy, but when you’re a billionaire, it’s something you have to be mindful of.
Emily isn’t Sandy.
I’m not Jack.
But then again, neither was Catherine’s husband.He did awful things to her, including cheating and locking her out of the house with the kids inside.
Swear to god, I nearly went to prison that day.
My father was the one who knocked sense into me, and we called the cops.On him.While he was still breathing.
Needless to say he doesn’t come to family gatherings.
Emily and I have some serious fucking chemistry, and as we’ll be living together as an engaged couple, lines can get blurred.Hell, they already feel that way, and if they are for me, they will for her.
I instructed my payroll manager to deposit the three months of rent into Emily’s account while she was unpacking earlier, so she’ll have that in the morning.It’s important I stick to my part of the deal and in paying her, it clarifies this is a business deal.
Now I need to find her a job.
Mason said he needed a new personal assistant.Do I really want Emily to work for one of my best friends when she leaves Remington Obsidian?
And leaves my life.
I turn off the shower and reach for a towel, wrapping her in it.
“I can do it.”Emily steps out of the shower.
I follow her, standing behind her, staring at the two of us in the mirror.She’s shorter than me, barely reaching my chin.Her red hair is wild and wet, and those blue eyes look sated.
She’s so fucking beautiful I can’t stand it.
Turning, she lays those small hands on my chest again.“Thank you.”
“For what?”I ask roughly.
Shaking her head, she glances away, but I take her face.“Tell me.”
“It’s silly.But”—Emily’s eyes meet mine—“I don’t think I’ve ever felt so beautiful and sexy in my life until tonight.So, thank you.”
Jesus.
My mouth claims hers, and I don’t say what I’m thinking, but if she believes that was a onetime thing, she is mistaken.
We are doing that again.
As many times as we can before the sheikh leaves...hopefully choosing to fund the project again.
Right now, I don’t actually give a fuck.
