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I know for sure. I’m leaving New York. It was a great stepping stone, but I’m not meant for the city life. I was meant for more, I was meant to be able to stop and enjoy the sights and scenes surrounding me, something I only had weekends to do, if that, while I’ve been working and busting my ass as a fashion journalist.

With that thought, when I get back to my hotel room, I’m going to look into possibly becoming my own boss. Maybe become a fashion blogger, and dip my toes into that scene. I love all things fashion, and I think it’s something I would love to do. The plus side, I can do it from anywhere; a beach, a condo, a townhouse, on land with acres for miles, or even on a boat.

I get back to relaxing now that I have a solid plan and enjoy my massage.

Chapter 20

Vince

I’m tugging at my shirt collar while sitting behind my desk. I should be going over emails that are pouring through, but I can’t. My thoughts are consumed with a certain blonde-haired beauty that I had to leave to get into the office. The resort may run itself with the help of some amazing managers, but some details require me to be here.

If I wasn’t in this damn office, I’d be the one massaging Sophia right now, not one of my employees. I let out a huff of breath, knowing I’ll get to see her in just a few hours, and get back to work.

It’s hours later, my stomach is grumbling and I’m getting ready to go out to the restaurant inside the hotel lobby, when I get a phone call from my secretary.

“Mr. Prescott, you have a visitor,” she says in a cheery voice, and I’m almost pissed because I know that means my lunch is now going to take a back seat.

“Who is it?” I grumble into the phone.

“Sophia, Sophia Johnson,” she says.

“Send her in, please,” I hang up the phone, straighten up my desk, and go to the door and open it, just as I see her walking down the corridor.

She starts to walk faster as she sees me standing in the doorway waiting for her. When she reaches me, I pick her up by her waist, walk into my office and slam the door shut before my mouth lands on hers. I kiss her like I’m desperate for her, as if this is the last kiss I’ll ever receive from her.

When we break apart she says, “I brought lunch, I hope you’re hungry.”

“Starving,” I tell her mischievously. It’s then I notice she has a to-go bag from our restaurant. My stomach grumbles at the smell of food.

“I guess you really are hungry,” she says with a laugh.

I guide her over to the small table and chairs I keep in my office, for instances like this. There’s nothing worse than eating at your desk and food dropping on hotel contracts. I groan when I see the food she picked up. My mouth waters over the meat packed sandwiches.

“Babe, thankful as fuck for you bringing food. I was about to gnaw off my damn arm, and you being here, it’s the icing on the fucking cake.” I grumble as we sit down. I’d have Sophia in my lap if I could, but I know trying to eat this mammoth sandwich with her perfect shaped ass in my lap wouldn’t make it very easy. Plus, simply stated I’d want to fuck her instead of eating, and I know she’s sore. I’m already making plans on how to spoil her tonight, at my house.

I finish eating before her and sit back and watch her eat. She glances up at me and blushes, as if she has a dirty thought running through her head.

“What are you thinking about over there?” I ask her. I want to know everything I can about her.

“This morning. I know it’s crass to say thank you, but really Vince, it was like a dream come true,” she says as she takes the last bite of her sandwich. I reach for her hand and grasp it in mine, pulling her towards me. Moving the trash away, I set her right in front of me. I slide her legs open, making room for me to stand and to take her mouth in a searing kiss.

“Love that you loved it, Babe. You deserve it more than anyone in this world,” I say with brutal honesty. She leaves shortly after we make plans for tonight, and then I get back to the work I’ve been neglecting.

Chapter 21

Sophia

Vince asked me what I wanted for dinner, and all I could think of was a big greasy pizza, and laying on the double lounger he has outside, and watching the sunset. I don’t want to be surrounded by others when I know our time is limited, which is going to lead to some pretty freaking big questions and answers. Ones I’m going to need soon. I don’t want to base my future solely on him, but I also want to take a chance, and jump in head first.


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