“It seems my brother has summoned me. You’ll have to forgive me for not walking you out.” I nodded toward the door. “And thank you again for your…partnership.”
“Of course,” they both replied and walked toward the door.
I watched them leave, nodding to O’Phelan to make sure he understood…they were not friends.
“You know you’re going to have to kill them, right?”
She sat in one of the chairs opposite me, crossing her legs. How she managed to do so in such a tight skirt was beyond me. She leaned back, allowing me to see the sliver of skin exposed between her barely-there, long-sleeve, tight-fitted black crop top.
“Is this for me?” I asked, waving my hand over her whole outfit.
“Do you want it to be?” she asked without a moment of hesitation
My eyebrow rose, and I couldn’t help but smirk. “I thought I told you to be mindful of your clothes.”
“You did. I never told you I would listen,” she replied boldly.
“And here I thought you’d be freaking out trying to avoid me,” I said, leaning back into my chair. “Or at least question why I am not against this—”
“Does it matter?” she questioned back, rising from her seat. I watched helplessly as she walked around the desk and stood right beside me, resting her ass against the edge of the it. “I know you, Wyatt. You don’t like mulling over things. You either do it or not. You’re either in or out. Half of the time, you don’t even know why, but you’d rather be on a clear side than be dangled in the middle. All or nothing. That is who you are. Right now, you are all in with me. How long that will last…God only knows, but I don’t want to waste the time I do have trying to pick through your brain.”
“Not fair.” I pouted, turning in my chair toward her. “You’ve always seen me as...a—”
“My lover?” she said easily. “And you saw me as your cousin. If this isn’t fair to anyone, it’s me. I mean, look at me. Do you know how many more men I could have fucked if I didn’t get so hooked on you?”
I clenched my jaw, trying not to be annoyed by that knowledge. “If you were really hooked on me, you wouldn’t have fucked anyone else to begin with.”
“Selfish bastard.” she giggled. “While you’re fucking maids, I’m supposed to be pining for you in the corner? Hoping against hope that you’ll see me as more?”
“Hoping against hope?” I asked, getting up from my chair to stand in front her. “That can’t be right…because here we are.”
“Yes, if only I knew I’d get lucky. I wouldn’t have fucked—”
“Are you trying to make me jealous right now?” I asked, quickly cutting her off.
She stood up straighter. The heels she wore brought her right to eye level with me. “No, but I won’t lie, I wouldn’t mind if you were.”
“So, all of this…this morning is to—”
“To tell you I’m not going to be easy for you. Unlike the other girls you’ve had, I’m not going to fall at your feet. Everything you have, I already have. So, you can’t give me anything but yourself…the guy I dreamt about. But what if now, in reality, you aren’t that guy. What if even now, in reality, you could not live up to my fantasies. That means you can’t offer me anything, and I wasted a decade of love on you.” She reached up and fixed the collar of my shirt. “So, I came to you, dressed as beautiful as I always am to tell you, don’t ever think you have me, because I am more than capable of going back and pretending like none of this ever happened.”
“Is that so?”
Her hands shifted to the side of my face as I glared down at her. She leaned forward and kissed the side of my lip. “It is. Now get some rest. You look like you need it.”
She moved to walk back around the desk… away from me, swaying her hips slowly. Reaching to the desk, I pressed a single button before going up behind her, grabbing onto her waist and holding her still beside me. The curls of her hair brushed my faced as I brought my lips to her ear.
“You’re right, Helen. When I make a decision, I’m either in or not, fuck whatever happens after that. So, when I made the choice about you, I realized I was going to face another problem,” I told her as my hands slowly worked down to her ass.
“And what was that?” she whispered back, leaning against me.
“How the hell was I not going to fuck you right away,” I replied as I slowly unzipped the back of her skirt, just a tiny bit. “You see, some men pretend that they really care so they can get between your thighs. Me…oh you are just my kind of sinful today.”
I added the last part realizing she wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“Ahh…?
?? She gasped when my hand reached under her skirt.