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Playing Dirty (The Driven World)(6)
Author: Cheri Marie

“Thank you. I made spaghetti.”

“My favorite,” Jaxson says. “So, where's lover boy?”

“Working late as usual. He said to tell you both hello.”

“Mhm… I’m sure he did,” Evan says flatly. Jaxson punches him in the arm, warning him to shut up before coming into the kitchen to grab plates and silverware to set the table. I place the bowl of salad and dressing on the table before dishing up each of our plates.

“Has he been working late a lot lately?” Jaxson asks, cautiously.

“Only just the last week or so. His law firm just picked up some big case. He’s trying to make partner.”

He doesn’t say anything else, just takes a bite of his salad.

“So, what about your love life? Does Aimee know you’re home yet?”

“Not yet. I just wanted to take a day or two to spend with you and Evan before seeing her.”

“Everything okay between you two?” I ask.

“Yea, everything is great! I love her and she’s amazing but you two are my family. I just want to spend some quality time with you two first, okay?”

“Okay,” I say with a smile.

I like Aimee, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was happy to just have time with him, Evan and me.

 

 

Chapter Five

 

 

Sebastian

 

 

T

he sound of my phone ringing wakes me, and I roll over wondering who the hell is ringing me at this time of the damn day. A vision of a gorgeous, raven-haired beauty filled my dreams and I’m gutted they’ve ended. I regret not getting her name now. I grab the phone from the bedside table.

“Hello?” I answer, not bothering to look at the caller ID.

“Hey Sebastian, it’s Ben.”

“Hey, what’s up, man?”

“I have a work emergency, and I’m supposed to show my building at 2pm today. Any chance you could meet the potential buyer to show her the building?” He asks, hesitantly.

“Yea, sure. Just drop the drop the key and the address at the front desk of the Marriott and I’ll grab it on my way out.”

“Cool. Thanks, man. Drinks tonight?” He asks.

“Yea, sounds good. Talk to you later.”

“Later, man, thanks again.”

I toss the phone back down on the bedside cabinet. I have a few hours to kill before the meet up with the potential client. I get out of bed and decide I’ll go use the gym downstairs in the hotel.

Or I could stay right here and think about the lovely lady I was just dreaming about. God! I can’t get my mind off her. Fuck, I really regret not getting her name.

My cock is rock hard underneath the sheets. Looks like I’m staying right here. Okay then.

A few hours and one rocket-like jerk off later and I park across the street from Ben’s building. There’s no way in hell I’m going to see the woman I can’t stop thinking about.

 

 

I make my way inside the building to check things out before the potential buyer shows up. I like to get a feel for the place and look for the things I know buyers are looking for. I hear a car pull up as I reenter the lobby area.

Exiting the building, there’s a familiarity to the woman standing before me, though all I can see at the moment is her back. Then she turns around. Well, fuck me. It’s her, sugar tits from the bakery and she’s here to view the property. Smiling to myself I stride towards her. I’m glad I took Ben up on his offer of showing this building around now.

Then I remember he called her Mrs. Holt.

I must be off my game, hitting on a married woman. Though, I don’t recall seeing a ring.

“Mrs. Holt?”

“Uhm no, I’m sorry she-” she stops mid-sentence as I come into her line of sight. Realization flits across her face and I see a quick flash of annoyance, but she recovers quickly before continuing. "Unfortunately, Mrs. Holt’s daughter has chicken pox, so she asked me to meet with you this morning. I’m-”

“And you are?” I cut her off whilst I arch an eyebrow, intrigued to know who she is. So I can stop calling her sugar tits in my dreams.

"As I was about to tell you before you rudely cut me off, I am Tristan Summers. Her assistant."

“Nice to meet you, Tristan Summers.” I extend my hand to shake hers. “Sebastian Abbott.”

She hesitates for a moment, but only a moment before sliding her hand into mine. Her soft, perfectly manicured hand looks so tiny against my large one and yet she fits perfectly. A shiver of delight runs down my spine as an image of it wrapped around my rod stirs to mind.

Fuck, I really am losing my marbles over this chick and I don’t even know her properly.

“So, are you married?” I blurt out. I’m surprised by my boldness but no less curious. Tristan frowns at me and shakes her head. She then looks up at me and I’m damn sure I see a hint of lust swirl through her beautiful eyes.

Obviously, she’s as affected by me as I am by her. Quickly, as if a memory comes to mind, she narrows her eyes at me. “I believe I mentioned in our last encounter that I have a boyfriend. And in any case, I’m not sure how that is relevant to real estate, nor is it any of your business.”

Cool, calm and collected little Miss Hoity Toity is back. It only makes me want her more.

"I'll take that as a no.” I chuckle. Walking over, I open the door to the building. “Shall we start the tour?"

As soon as we enter, she’s all business as I lead her through the building, giving her the speech I prepared on my walkthrough.

“This front room would make a great conference room for meetings with board members and this smallest room at the end of the hall would be a great file room, if your boss is like me and likes to keep hard copies of everything as back up,” I say with a shrug.

We make our way back to the front of the building and I watch her as she writes down notes for her boss. The early afternoon sun shines through the blinds, giving her a glow. She’s even more beautiful than I remember from the other day, a natural beauty, not like many of the women in Cali.

An image comes to mind of her long dark locks, sprawled out on my bed, her sassy, sweet mouth, moaning my name as I pound into her letting her know who she belongs too. Damn I shouldn’t be thinking about her this way because, as she said, she has a boyfriend.

The sound of her clearing her throat pulls me from my dirty thoughts and I look at her. Her eyes are focused straight on me. Oh, what I wouldn’t give to push her up against the wall right now and show her a great time.

“So, what do you think?” I ask trying to keep my tone calm, though inside I’m far from it.

“I think it’s a great setup. Plenty of room for storage and meetings.”

“Great. Well, just give your boss the information and have her contact me with her decision. I have to say though, there are others that are interested in purchasing the building, so a decision sooner rather than later is the best.”

“Right…” Her voice trails off and I’m sure she isn’t buying into the whole ‘others are interested’ spiel.

A strange silence spreads between us, and I let my eyes wander over her again. Her curvy body is something back roads are made of paired with a great rack and a plump ass that I’d like to sink my teeth into. Fuck me. I’m really going to need that beer with Ben tonight. Maybe I’ll take the bartender home with me too.

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