by Renea Porter
“Seriously? Dad she’s so desperate and…”
“Stop it, you live your life, and I’ll live mine. You know no one will ever replace your mom in my heart, but it’s time I make myself happy now.”
***
After the party last night, I walked around the office and decided it needed a serious update. It was in need of a feminine, but professional look.
“Knock, knock.”
“Yes, Rose?”
“If you need help redecorating, I know a great guy for the job.”
“Thanks.”
“Listen, Sheila. I know you don’t care much for me, but I want you to know I would never hurt your father. I have nothing but his best interest at heart.”
“Okay.” I said, trying not to roll my eyes at her.
I grabbed the card from the florist shop out of my desk and ordered two dozen flowers. I knew they wouldn’t last long but they’d enhance this drab scenery.
As I sat at my desk filling out the annual drilling and construction form to make sure our sites were up to date, Karen informed me that the flowers had arrived.
“Thank you, send them in.”
Liam walked through the door with two huge glass vases and four dozen flowers. I was completely caught off guard, and tried to maintain my composure. “I only ordered two dozen.”
“I know. The rest are on me. Purple orchids are still your favorite, right?”
I felt a slight heat in my cheeks. “Yes.”
“I thought so. Now where would you like me to put these?”
“Anywhere you’d like.” I watched as he set the glass vases down on each end table. His white shirt clung tightly to his torso as he removed the protective plastic from the bouquets and snipped the ends with a pair of scissors.
“Like what you see?” he said with a smile.
“Maybe,” I said as I felt a small pulse under my skirt.
He removed his gloves and walked over to me with his gray eyes fixated on mine the entire time. I had moved to the edge of the desk and sat with my legs crossed before he approached me. He lowered his lips to my ear and whispered, “Is there anything else I can do for you?”
“No, that’ll be all for now. If I need more flowers, I won’t hesitate to ask.”
He laid his hand on top of my thigh, gently hiking my skirt and exposing more of my flesh. “You know what I meant, Sheila.”
I wasn’t used to this type of aggressiveness from him but it kind of turned me on. I lifted my hand towards his chin and stood on my tip toes. Placing my hand firmly around his neck I whispered, “I’ll be in touch,” and let go. He smiled, grabbed his tools, and quickly exited the room.
There was a spark in his eye, something new, something exciting. Something I’d never seen before. This wasn’t the same guy I was engaged to three years ago. And I wanted to get to know the new version.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Niquel is the author of The Forbidden Series; A Forbidden Love and An Endless Love. She is a very creative soul and takes pride in all aspects of her art. Boston born and raised, she’s attended two colleges, one for graphic arts and the other for 3D animation. Last year she decided to revisit her long lost love for writing and has been going nonstop ever since. Both A Forbidden Love and An Endless Love are available now! Her newest sexy project, The CEO will be out sometime this fall!
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