Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
“What does this even mean?” She felt stupid for asking.
“It means after I’m done here, I’m going to be stopping by your apartment this evening. I’d take you there myself right now, but I’ve got to be here to collect deliveries and make sure tonight is smooth.”
“I know. You like to be completely in control. I get it, I do.”
“Good.” He pressed a kiss to her head. “Wait for me. Don’t touch yourself until I’m with you.”
“I can’t make those kinds of promises.” She bent down to grab her panties, but James took them from her, putting them in his pocket. “You’re not going to display them as some kind of trophy, are you?”
“No, they’re all mine, but these are my favorite. I do love to see you in red.”
Her cheeks heated.
“You’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“I know. I know, it’s just that this is all so new for me, you know,” she said.
He kissed her again, this time a little harder, and she tasted herself on his tongue.
“That’s okay,” he said. “That’s okay. We’ll take our time.”
He helped her back into her jeans, and as they left the office, he didn’t allow her a chance to see who’d walked in on them.
James escorted her right out of the bar toward her waiting car. He held the door open for her, and she climbed inside. The window was open as it was still hot outside.
The summer would be drawing to a close soon.
“What time can I expect you?” she asked.
“Late.”
“I can make you dinner.”
“I’d love that.” He leaned in, kissed her again, and slapped the car. “Get on out of here before you turn me into a bad boss and I follow you.”
She started up her car, gave him a wave and headed back toward town. Just as she got to the grocery store, she turned off her car, and she paused.
Son of a bitch! She’d been angry with him, and he’d completely distracted her.
Gripping the steering wheel, Emily didn’t know what to think. No one else would hire her because he’d staked his claim? She now belonged to him? She wasn’t a thing, but a human being.
Climbing out of her car, she headed into the supermarket still determined to shop. She’d cook for him, and then when he thought she’d forgotten, she’d make sure he was very much aware of how pissed she was.
As she walked around the supermarket, she wondered if people knew what she and James had done in his office. Pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind, she tried to focus on shopping. When she saw a gift basket with wine and chocolates, she immediately picked it up. Before she went home, she had every intention of stopping by Nancy’s. She grabbed a couple of snacks for her kids, and would make sure she apologized for James’s behavior. What he did was so out of line, and just because he’d given her an orgasm, she wasn’t going to let him get away with it.
Chapter Three
All of his life, all he’d ever wanted to do was to run a bar. This building had once been a rundown gas station. It had long since stopped supplying gas, and James got the necessary permits and licenses to rebuild the place into the bar it was now.
He’d pushed every dime he earned into making it one of the best bars within several states. It was why people traveled to visit him. His chef was one of the best and came highly recommended; James organized live bands, and of course helped in several charity events to help raise money. He knew how to keep his bar thriving, but right now, he was pissed off.
A couple of out-of-town jocks had decided to crash into his bar just as an MC was passing through. This wasn’t good, as the kids who thought they could hide behind their money were going to be getting some real pain soon, and it wasn’t even at his hand.
One of the boys, clearly the leader, had a death wish as he kept on calling, asking if he sucked guys’ dicks to be tough.
James knew the reason the President was not killing the bastard, was only out of respect for him. This kid though, he needed to be taught a lesson. He’d already felt up several of the waitresses, and asked which one of them wanted a hundred bucks to suck and swallow.
James hated people like this, entitled assholes who believed they were above the law.
What pissed him off even more, this was on his watch, which meant he couldn’t walk away.
He had a date to get to, and if these kids and MC started to fight, not that it would be a long fight, he was going to have to stick around for the cops, which now pissed him off.