“I’ll come get you so you don’t need to drive. All you’ll need to do is sit there and look pretty.”
Oh my.“I can’t ask you to do that.”
“You didn’t ask. I offered. There’s something you should understand about me right up front, baby. I don’t play around when I meet somebody special and you are so special. You don’teven understand it. If you’re not feeling well, and it’s obvious you’re not, I’ll be the one taking care of you. From here on out.”
“I-I don’t know what to say.”
“Say you understand what I’m saying to you, princess,” he growls.
“I understand, but it really isn’t necessary.”
“It is. But we’ll argue about that later. You get ready and I’ll be there to pick you up in about an hour. Is that long enough?”
“Yes, but you’ll have to leave work. Is that alright? I mean, won’t the guys be mad?”
“The guys understand these things. And it will give you a chance to see how we usually run things for the podcast so it’s work-related for the company.”
Chuckling, I twist a finger in my hair. “You could talk the devil into finding his way back into heaven, you know that.”
“I don’t know anything about that but I’d do damn near anything just to see you.”
“I’ll see you soon,” I whisper and hang up the phone, flushing.
“That guy is intense,” I whisper to myself. But it’s flattering. My smile fades. I just wonder if there’s something else going on here. He’s so intense and focused on romancing me right now and lord knows I’m no present to deal with. I’m not a goddess on high.
I’ve had companies ask employees to romance me though to get a good podcast review for the company. It’s despicable but it’s happened.
Hell, my last boyfriend did that. He had a touring company and he took me around and showed me all over the place. He smiled and laughed with me. Took me out to eat and treated me like a queen.
Until the podcast came out. And then all of a sudden he was too busy to see me. Too backed up with work every night to even call me.
And that’s when I figured out that he wasn’t really interested in me. If he was he’d have made time for me.
As it is, I gave them a good podcast review but I never covered them again. I never went near the company and I never recommend them. If you are the face of the company and you’re that two-faced, I won’t bother with you again.
Scrambling up from the floor, I curse when I realize that I only have fifty minutes now to get ready.
My heart flutters and I touch my chest lightly, a smile on my face. I really can’t wait to see Mark again. Those bright, icy blue eyes dance in my mind as I drag my tired ass to the bathroom to take a shower and hopefully work some of the tired out of me.
I want to look my best for the gorgeous baker.
“You have a beautiful car,”I say.
“You rode in it yesterday,” he says, his wicked blue eyes turning my way as he shoots me a grin.
Flushing, I scowl at him. “I don’t remember that ride.”
He nods his head and sighs. “I know. I’m just teasing you.” He pauses and his big, veined, tan hand reaches out to touch my leg gently. “I’m sorry that you have that problem. Have you checked into any kind of medications?”
“There are some but they make me feel funky so I don’t want to use them. I just use timing and make sure to keep an eye on my body and how I’m feeling.”
That wicked smirk turns to me again even as he keeps one eye on the road. “I’d like to see how that body’s feeling for myself.”
Giggling, I fight the breathless, weightless feeling. His attention is too much for any poor girl to fight against.
And I’m no different than anybody else.
I never dreamed that a man like this could want me but it’s a heady thing to deal with. I’m drunk on the hunger that washes over me every time he smiles or turns those icicle eyes my way. My whole body burns with a four-alarm fire of need.
