“Hi Bubba, be nice to Aaron please. He’s helping Mommy out.”
He meowed in response as if he understood me. Or maybe that was just the crazy cat lady I had inside me.
“Okay, be a good boy. I love you. Aaron, I'll call you later tonight. Thank you again for staying with him.”
After I hung up, I looked at Kade who had a smirk on his face. His eyes traveled down my bare legs and back up to my face.
My nipples hardened,.
Folding my arms to cover the evidence of how he affected me, I asked, “What’s up? Isn’t everything done for the day?”
“Yes, but I figured you may be hungry and thought we could get a bite to eat.”
“I was just going to order room service.”
Taking a step forward. “Get dressed Ms. Mowers. I think it’s time you and I have a little chat. And dinner is the perfect place for that.” His tone left no room for negotiation.
My jaw clenched. He was lucky he was my boss or else I would have given him a piece of my mind. I couldn’t stand when entitled men with money gave orders like us normal folk had no choice but to oblige.
“We leave in thirty minutes. I’ll come get you.” With that, he turned around, leaving me speechless.
EIGHTEEN
KADE
I walked out of the hotel room, my cock straining against my zipper. I scrubbed a hand down my face before taking some breaths. It took all of my willpower not to pounce on the sexy female that occupied the room that I stood outside of.
My goal for the evening was to get to know Evelyn and hopefully find something that I didn’t like about her so I didn’t continue to have this obsessive need to fuck her every five seconds.
I stood outside the door for the thirty minutes, debating whether I should knock and fuck her brains out before dinner. However, my traitorous stomach growled, indicating that dinner would need to come first.
Exactly thirty minutes later, I knocked on her door. Gone was the oversized t-shirt and booty shorts; in their place a simple short red dress that went to her knees. Accessorized with red flats and her hair—which was still damp from her shower—fell down her back in waves. She wasn’t overly done up, showcasing her natural beauty.
“Shall we?” I placed a hand on her lower back, and escorted her to the elevator.
“Where are we eating?” she asked, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. She seemed off. Nervous, maybe?
“L’ultima Cena, it’s one of the three restaurants the hotel has. Hope you don’t mind Italian.”
“Pasta and bread? Two of my favorites!”
I chuckled at her enthusiasm. “Glad to hear it.”
After being seated, I decided to switch things up. Usually, I would order for both of us; however I had a feeling Evelyn wouldn’t respond well to me taking full control, at least with her food.
“I want to try something with you.” I cleared my throat.
She took a sip of red wine and arched an eyebrow.
“I will choose your meal and you will choose mine. Let’s see who thinks they know the other person well enough to order their food.”
A wide grin spread across her lips. “Mr. Romano, you surprise me.”
I gave her a smile in return. “Trust me, princess, I’m full of surprises.”
NINETEEN
EVELYN
