“Well, Josh, it was nice working with you.” I forced a smile on my face as he walked me to his door.
Josh didn’t respond. Instead, he stepped in front of me and blocked the door with his body. My eyes widened, and I backed away from him. Based on his expression, I had a pretty good idea what was going through his head.
“What are you doing, Josh?” I asked. I clutched the strap of my bag and mentally kicked myself for not listening to my gut about him. “I have an appointment with another client in a half hour.” That was a lie, but he didn’t know that.
“Come on, Jenna. I just want a taste. Give me a little taste.”
I sneered at him and brushed any loose hair out of my face. “That is never going to happen.” I was like a viper, venom in my voice and ready to strike. I wasn’t the most physically intimidating person, but I had taken some self-defense courses before. And I wasn’t afraid of playing dirty when my safety was concerned. “Move your ass away from that door before I kick your nuts into your throat.”
“How dare you talk to me like that!” he exclaimed, seriously insulted. He leaned closer and sneered. “You little bitch. You know you want it.” He reached for me, and I slapped his hand hard.
“No!” I snapped, stalking forward and snarling as my eyes met his, my finger pointed threateningly in his face. “You snot-nosed brat! You even think about touching me again, and I’ll make sure you never have children.”
My threat worked; Josh moved to the side and let me leave without another word. I rushed to the elevator. I didn’t care if it made me sick right now. I just needed to get out of the building. When it arrived, the cart was empty. I walked inside and let the doors close behind me.
I clenched my jaw as I felt a wave of nausea hit me. I leaned on the railing attached to the back wall. I could feel my heart beating erratically in my chest; its heavy thumps helped ground me. I pulled my phone out as I walked into the populated lobby and pulled up Josh’s father’s number from my contacts. The phone rang and I thought it would go to voicemail, but a hoarse but kind voice picked up.
“Hello?”
“Hi sir, this is Jenna Robertson.”
“Yes, Jenna, what can I do for you?”
“Well, I wanted to let you know that I finished Josh’s apartment today, like I said I would.”
“That’s great. Thank you.”
“I do need to tell you something,” I began, my voice strong. “Your son just barred my exit from his place and tried to proposition me.” I frowned and said, “Actually proposition is too kind a word for what he tried to do.”
“What?” he gasped. “Are you alright? Did he do anything to you?”
“No.” I shook my head as if he could see, and his words reached my mind. This wasn’t the first phone call he’d received like this. “I was able to leave safely. I just thought you should know what your son tried to do.”
I heard him sigh. “I’m sorry for my son. Let me pay you extra for having to deal with him and his idiotic antics.”
“That’s not necessary, sir.”
“Nonsense. It’s the least I can do. And don’t worry about Josh. I’ll be giving him a good talking to. That’s no way to treat a lady.”
I rolled my eyes after thanking him and ending the conversation. A good talking to? The man needed to have his ass kicked. The nasty asshole would just do it again, and one day he might successfully hurt someone. I hated the idea that his father would try to pay off that woman too.
However, the extra money would come in handy, so I tucked Josh into the back of my mind and forgot about him.
Chapter 9
Noah
I decided not to go into the office. I figured I could get the same amount of work done at home, maybe even more because I didn’t have people constantly stopping by my office to speak to me. I set myself up in the living area on the couch with my laptop in my lap.
Tess was at school. I received a picture from her of her in front of the building. She had a grin on her face and a peace sign by her cheek. I could see some of her study group in the background. I smiled at the picture. I hadn’t punished her for skipping classes the day I’d found her at the mall but gave her fair warning that wouldn’t be the case if she did it again. She needed to be in school where she was safe, looked after, and learning to prepare for what I knew would be her bright future.
My attention was grabbed by a notification sound from my laptop from my work email. I looked at the subject and saw nothing there. I didn’t usually open emails without subjects, but this one piqued my curiosity.
I clicked on the email and it looked at first like the page was empty. But halfway down the white page was a single sentence in ominous black.
You owe us. - LM
My brows furrowed in confusion. I knew a few people with the initials LM, but none that would send me an email like the one I’d just received. It was either a wrong address or someone trying to play a prank.
I rolled my eyes and deleted the email. I was about to continue working when my phone began to buzz. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was my friend, Eric. I hit the answer call button and heard his surprisingly sober voice speak.
“Hey, Noah, you there?”
“Of course I am. I answered the phone, didn’t I?”
Eric had a problem with staying sober. I was happily surprised by how sober he sounded. If I didn’t know any better, I would guess that he hadn’t drunk yet today.
“Yeah, good point.”
I grinned and shook my head. “So what’s up?”
“I just wanted to catch up with you. It’s been a hot minute since we spoke,” Eric confessed.
“Life’s been going alright,” I murmured.
“Tone of voice quiet, words vague,” he replied. “Lying!”
“Not lying,” I laughed, though I was and confessed quickly. “But I am concerned about Tess.”
“Oh man, what happened?”
“She skipped school.”
“I mean, she is almost a teenager. They start to drift from their parents.”
“I know that, believe me, but she’s still only twelve and needs to be in school. But it was on Carolyn’s anniversary. I should have just pulled her from school that day. It’s still a really tough day for both of us.”
“I get it. How’s she doing now?”
“She’s better. I’m letting her redecorate her room, so that’s been helpful.”
“You’re not always gonna be able to protect her.”
“I’m aware,” I grunted. “But I want to do so as long as possible. She’s my kid, even if she does take after her mother.”
“Thank God for that!” Eric joked. “I don’t think the world could handle two of you.”
I joined his laughter, though mine was quieter. “No, probably not. I just want her to grow up and flourish. I don’t want her to be weighed down by the loss of her mother.”
“You can only do so much, man. Especially when she doesn’t have a woman to turn to for guidance. We both know she loves you to death, but you’re a poor substitute for a mom.”
“Yeah...”
My mind drifted to Jenna. Even though she’d known Tess for a short amount of time, she’d already been an influence on her. She was happier and livelier when she’d been around the woman. Eric was right. I could do as much as I could, but I wasn’t a woman, and at Tess’s age, she needed one around.
I shook my head and tried to clear thoughts of Jenna out of my head. Before I could say anything else, the doorman rang the house phone.
“Hang on, someone’s here,” I told Eric.
The doorman informed me that Jenna was downstairs, and I frowned. Had I conjured her with my thoughts. I told him to send her up and ended my conversation with Eric, promising to call him later that week. A quick, quiet knock sounded on the door, and I opened the door so Jenna could come in. I tucked my phone away and closed the door behind her.
As she walked in, she noticed my work stuff littered around the
couch. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
I could feel the tension begin to rise between us. I could barely wrap my mind around the fact that she suddenly appeared after I’d pictured her in my mind. My eyes raked down her tall, curvaceous form, my cock twitching.
“You’re fine, Jenna.” I gestured for her to sit down as I moved my laptop to the coffee table. I could tell she was a bit uncomfortable. “I wasn’t expecting you until Sunday.”
She shook her head and blushed. “I know, and I’m really sorry to just barge in. I just had a lot of ideas and wanted to show them to Tess. Well, and you too.”
“She’s going to a friend’s house tonight and won’t be back until Sunday”
“Oh.” The blush spread down to her chest, and she looked like she wanted the earth to open and swallow her.
I could have – probably should have – told her to go, but for some reason, I just couldn’t. I wanted to know more about her, and so my next question was awkward because it seemed to come out of nowhere. “Why did you become an interior designer?”
“Oh…um…” The sudden topic change confused her a moment, but her shoulders relaxed. “My Grandma Susie. She was a huge influence on me and my biggest supporter. We would always watch home makeover shows, and I would gush over the finished products and how I wanted to do what the designers had done. I wanted to make people happy.” She paused, a beautiful smile on her face. “We would also walk around furniture stores and I’d marvel at everything available. She always supported me, no matter what. It was really her and my dad that inspired me to go to college. My mom wasn’t supportive of it all. Hell, she’s still not.”
I didn’t know how to respond to that. I never had a close relationship with my own father, and my mother had died when I was young.
“Would you like to grab a drink?”
She thought for a moment and nodded. “I think that would be nice.” She stood up and followed me into the kitchen.
I heard Jenna let out a tiny shriek in shock. I whipped around and saw her tip over the small lip at the edge of the entrance to the room. I reacted fast and grabbed her waist before she hit the floor.
Her eyes were wide, glazed with both surprise and some other emotion I wasn’t sure of. Her lips were parted just enough for me to see her straight white teeth and the tip of her pink tongue. I straighten a bit, with Jenna still in my grasp.
She stared up at me, her eyes locked on mine and I had no idea what to do.
Chapter 10
Jenna
Noah and I stared into each other eyes as he held me close. I could feel my heart begin to calm as my feet were placed firmly on the ground. I cleared my throat when Noah didn’t let go of me right away.
His hands shot away from me like I was made of flames.
“I'm sorry. I didn’t mention there was a bump there,” Noah apologized. He sighed and walked to the fridge.
“It’s not your fault. You’re used to it. I should have noticed it earlier. I’ve been here a before.”
“You could have been hurt.”
“I probably would have wound up with a nasty bruise but nothing else.”
He nodded and smiled, and I felt a bead of warmth settle in my stomach. He pulled a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. “And what would you like to drink? We have water, soda, sparkling water, and apple juice.”
“Water is fine by me.” My throat was a desert after feeling his hands on me.
“Here you go.” He tossed me the bottle. I almost failed to catch it, but I succeeded.
“Thanks. You know, I don’t think I’ve ever asked what your business is?” I prompted. I’d made a rather embarrassing admission about being my mother’s greatest disappointment, so it was only fair I could ask what he did for a living.
“I’m the CEO of Clark Industries.”
My mouth dropped. “Oh wow. Did you always want to do that? Run a huge company like that?”
“Nope. Not even close. I wanted to be an architect. But my father started the company and left it for me to run when he died. So here I am.”
“You don’t like it?” I asked.
He seemed to consider for a moment before answering. “I don’t hate it, but I don’t love it. But it allows me to give Tess a very good life, so I guess I really can’t complain.”
I nodded, understanding. “I’ve always wanted to open my own design firm,” I admitted.
“So why haven’t you?” he asked.
I laughed. “Well, I’m not exactly financially able to do that just yet.”
“I get it,” he said sympathetically. “But I’m sure you’ll get there someday if it’s really what you want.”
The softness in his voice made my insides tingle, and I could almost believe his words. The fact was, the longer it took me to get the money I needed to start my own company, the farther away my dream felt. But he was being so kind that I couldn’t bring myself to say that. I took a deep breath and thought about telling Noah about the wedding, about the deal with my mother. Maybe he’d be sympathetic. I’d told him about my dreams and he seemed to think I could make them come true. Maybe if he knew about my deal, he would help me...
Before I could talk myself out of it, I took a deep breath and blurted, “Would you be willing to be my date to my sister’s wedding?” A beat of silence sat between us. His mouth opened, but I cut him off before he could speak. “Let me explain first. Please.” I smiled at him with what I hoped to be a pleading stare. “It’s my mother. She made this stupid deal with me surrounding my sister’s wedding. I have to bring a date.”
His eyebrows raised. “And?”
“My mother will finally hand over ownership of my Grandma Susie’s studio apartment. It was under my mom’s hold until I’m twenty-eight, which I am this year. I plan on making it home base for my business, but it’s a little hard to set up shop when I don’t have a key.” I hoped I didn’t sound too much like I was pleading. “It was my Grandma’s dying wish for me to have her apartment. I don’t want to lose it because of a missing date...” I fidgeted with my hair. “If you go with me, I’ll finally have access to the studio.” I paused for dramatic effect. “And I’ll put in a good word with my mother for you.”
“What do you mean? Who’s your mother?”
“When Tess mentioned what school she wanted to go to for high school, I recognized the name. My mother is on the board.”
Noah’s jaw dropped. He almost dropped his bottle of water as he walked closer. “Are you serious?”
I nodded. “Very.”
“Then yes. It’s a deal.”
“Seriously?” I felt stupid for asking. “I mean, thank you. Thank you so much, Noah.”
“You do know that if it was put in writing, your mother has to give you that apartment, right?” he asked me, eyeing me with what looked like skepticism.
I nodded, smiling at him. “I do, yes. But she’ll make me to go to court for it, and I don’t have the money to fight her.”
Noah considered for a moment before nodding. “I’m on board as long as this is treated as a business deal.”
I nodded my head so fast my hair flew around. “Yes, of course, that’s fine. Thank you so much.”
Noah offered me his hand to shake and I took it. Before I knew what was happening, we were only inches apart and Noah’s lips were on mine. His lips were firm and a bit rough against my soft flesh. I felt his scruff rub against my face and had to fight the urge to turn into jelly in his arms.
The kiss ended much too soon, and I knew my face must have looked like a tomato as I stumbled away from him. I almost tripped over the lip on the floor again as I raced to the door. I made sure I had my purse and slammed the door behind me as I fled.
I didn’t have a ride home, but I was able to catch a cab. I didn’t want to walk all the way home with Noah and the kiss on my mind. As I entered the cab, my mind wandered to the vibrator I had in my side table by my bed. Maybe Sara had the right idea. I squirmed in the back seat and tr
ied to ignore how wet my panties were.
I paid for the cab and sprinted up the stairs to my apartment. I was out of breath when I opened my door, and I felt too hot. I was aching between my legs and wanted to relieve this pressure before I exploded.
I found the vibrator where I’d left it in the drawer. I made quick work of the packaging and thanked my lucky stars it came with batteries.
With little thought, I yanked my shirt off and fondled my breasts through my bra. I let out a breathy moan and pinched my nipples. I laid back against my bed and squeezed my thighs together. I arched my back and shimmied out of my pants, and with one final kick, my bottoms went flying across my room.
I spread my legs and began to toy with my lower lips. My pointer and ring finger parted to reveal my clit. I felt a shiver go down my spine as my sensitive nub was tickled by a wave of cold air. I toyed with the tip with my middle finger and clenched my toes at arousal flooded me.
With my other hand, I grabbed the vibrator and aligned it with my clit. With my free hand, I toyed with my pussy. I imagined it was Noah and his large hot hands that spread my lips wide. He’d insert his fingers into me one-by-one, and I would be stretched wide in preparation for his cock.
He’d then lower his face to my pussy and begin to lick it. He’d insert his tongue into me, and I would feel the muscle wiggle inside me in a way that a finger couldn’t.
I turned on the vibrator at that moment and almost screamed. My back arched and my heels dug into the bed. The head of the vibrator barely brushed my clit and I felt like I was on fire.
I could feel the muscles in my leg tense as I brought the toy back down. I cried out and my body tightened. I was soaking wet.
I pictured Noah going down on me. He’d make me even wetter as he ate me out. He’d go for my clit and suck on it.
My finger accidentally hit the button on the side, and the speed of the vibration accelerated. I had to fight to keep my voice down. I wanted to scream out in ecstasy and cry Noah’s name into my empty apartment. I could only imagine how his rough lips would feel down there as I sat on his face. His nose and tongue would play with me as I massaged my tits.
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