Yes you did.
At least I know Ash left on her on accord. It makes swallowing how much I miss her all the more infuriating though. I wanted to blame Bity so I could forgive her. Now… I just want to get the hell over her.
***
Ashiara
“Thank you for this opportunity, Mr. Kent. I promise I’ll do what I can to make you pleased with your website,” I murmur while shaking the hand of the portly old man.
I rarely have to do a face-to-face. Only the Sterling Shore clients want to meet me, since they're so close. I hate it. I prefer to be a hermit. People often annoy me.
“I’m sure you will. I love your work. You came highly recommended, and now I see why. I’ll see you in a couple of weeks.”
I nod as I stand from the table, and the waitress rushes over to hand him the check.
“I’ll get it,” I offer sweetly.
“Nonsense. I asked for lunch, so I’ll take care of it. A pretty girl such as yourself shouldn’t be out paying for a business lunch. Until next time, Ms. Branderwood.”
I nod, and he hands the girl a card while he and his assistant grab up their briefcases and notes. I put my own notes away just as the girl sweeps back in with the tab in her hand.
Mr. Kent signs it, and then he heads out to make room for my last client of the evening. It’s almost three now. I had no idea that was going to take so long. My last meeting is for drinks only.
“Anything else, Ms. Branderwood?” the meek girl asks.
“Um, yeah. I’ll take a white wine; whatever you suggest. My last client should be here shortly.”
“Of course.”
She scurries off, and I start fumbling around on my phone to double check my notes for the Kent project while waiting on the representative for Kinset Industries. I’ve never heard of them, but apparently they need a website to make sure people do start hearing about them. It's an internet business, but apparently the founder lives in Sterling Shore. I really need to take my location off my website.
“Ms. Branderwood?” a smooth, familiar voice asks, and my phone drops to my lap as my heart stops beating.
Very slowly, my eyes peek up to see if my ears have heard right, and I get sick to my stomach when I see they have. There he is - icy blue eyes, perfectly tailored suit, and sexy dark hair tousled to perfection.
Oh damn.
***
Tag
She looks stunned, speechless, and completely flabbergasted. I almost smirk, but I keep my stern, businesslike face as I stare down at the trembling girl who is frozen in shock.
“Should I sit?” I finally ask, mockery in my tone.
“I…um… well… I’m supposed to be meeting someone.”
I finally do smirk as she stands and her phone drops from her lap and slaps the floor.
“Damn it,” she says under her breath, but I bend to pick it up before she can reach it, my eyes falling on her sleek, perfect legs as I slowly stand back up and take a step toward her.
“I’m here about Kinset Industries - my newest company. I believe you’re interested in designing the website?”
Her jaw tries to fall, and I stifle my ha-ha grin as I walk over to hold her chair for her.
“After you, Ms. Branderwood.”
She looks so damn good from the back. Her perfect ass is shaped all the better in this tight little dress meant to be pulled up so her legs can wrap around my waist.