Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 64704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
“Mr. Langston?” she asked nervously. “My name is Daisy Smith. I believe that you’re expecting me.”
Without answering her, I unlocked the front door. Opening the top cabinet in the hutch behind my desk, I watched the monitors linked to the surveillance cameras. She took her time getting up here, but when she got off the elevator, I couldn’t help but smile. She wore a pretty floral summer dress, and her hair was tied back at the nape of her neck. She was so sweet looking. I could only hope that her personality matched her looks.
Her knock on the door was light and hesitant. I opened it and watched with pleasure as her eyes widened. Without a word, I handed her a glass of whiskey. “Drink this,” I ordered her gently.
Her hands shook as she gripped it and tossed it back. Immediately, she coughed and handed the glass back to me. “I’m so sorry,” she rasped as color stained her cheeks. “I don’t really drink much. Or at all.”
“That’s okay. I can tell that you’re nervous. It’ll help calm you.” Stepping back, I let her in. “Welcome to my home.”
Slowly, she walked in and looked around, but even as she tried to take it all in, her eyes continued to return to me. “You’re Mr. Langston?” she asked softly, as if she couldn’t believe it. “You’re so young.”
“I’m forty.” I chuckled softly. “That’s not so young, especially not to someone as young as you.”
Embarrassed, she ducked her head. “I’m sorry. I hope that didn’t offend you. Ralph just said that you owned the company, and I just assumed that you’d be an old man.”
“Do I please you?”
A gorgeous smile spread over her face, and the flush on her cheeks deepened. “You’re very handsome, yes.”
“Have a seat, Daisy.” She swayed back and forth a little, the single glass of whiskey already affecting her, and I was afraid that she’d pass out right in the middle of my floor. As she sat, I opened the wet bar and refilled her drink, pouring myself a glass as well. I walked back towards her and sat down, careful not to get too close and scare her away, but the ache to touch her clawed at me. Her large breasts heaved with every breath, and a strap slipped down her shoulder. I instantly hardened, but restrained myself as she absently pulled the strap up and accepted the drink. This time, she sipped at it instead of just downing it.
“I can only guess what kind of man you must think I am,” I remarked, leaning back in my chair.
When she met my gaze, she immediately turned her head and fiddled with the hem of her dress. “You certainly don’t seem the type to pay for someone like me. I imagine women throw themselves at you.”
“Ralph told me about your situation,” I said vaguely. “I wanted to help, but as I’m sure you know, nothing is free. Still, I want you to enjoy your time with me, Daisy.”
She fiddled with the glass in her hand. “Did Ralph tell you I’m…that I never…”
A virgin. I didn’t believe the boy when he’d told me, but seeing that she could barely get the word out, I knew that it must be true. I couldn’t believe my good fortune. A lovely virgin under my roof, just waiting for me to discover all that she had to offer.
“We don’t have to talk about that right now,” I said and cleared my throat. “Why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself?”
She seemed comfortable, almost relieved, at the change of subject. “What do you want to know?”
I didn’t tell her about the background check that had been done on her. I knew she’d lost her mother to a drug overdose a couple of years ago, and that her father was a drunk and lazy piece of shit who did nothing but use her. Knew about Ralph, or course, and that she had a job—which she would be terminating immediately.
For a background check it wasn’t that extensive. There wasn’t much to go on. As far as I could tell, Daisy had never even left the state. She’d done absolutely nothing with her life. She had no experience.
I wanted to change all of that.
“Whatever you want to tell me,” I said.
Sipping on her drink, she tugged at her hair, but started to relax a little. I was pleased to see her easing back into the couch cushions. “I, um, I didn’t get kicked out because of anything that I did. I won’t cause you trouble. My father decided that it was time for me to get out on my own since I’m eighteen now.”
Clenching my fist, I tried not to give away that I knew the truth. “Don’t lie to me, Daisy. If there is one thing that you need to remember, it’s that.” I kept my voice even, but she could sense my anger. Her eyes widened, before her gaze shot to the door.