Yours truly,
William
Addie brought the letter to her nose and inhaled. She could smell William on the stationery, and it infuriated her. She flung the letter down on her desk and searched for her cell. Why? WHY? Did she let him do this to her? One letter, one phone call, the sound of his voice, his scent and suddenly she was reeled back in. She was nothing more than prey caught in a spider’s web. She despised the fact, but he was right. There was something about William Hartman that she couldn’t resist. She was drawn to whatever game it was he was playing, and she couldn’t quit even if she’d tried. She knew it, and clearly, he sure as hell knew it. But love, that was a different matter altogether. Sure, she’d slipped up once. But no one knew how to wear a poker face and mask love better than she did. No one. Game on.
Carl walked Addie to William’s front door and offered up a slight smile. “Don’t worry, Mrs. Greyer. I can assure you that no one saw us on the way in.”
Addie smiled genuinely. She wanted to tell him that wasn’t what worried her at all but thanked him instead. As Carl held the door for her, she inhaled the aromas coming from inside. She made it halfway down the foyer before changing her mind and turning back. She shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t be giving in to him like this, she told herself before the familiar deep voice interrupted. “Leaving so soon?”
Addie turned and eyed William cautiously. She took him in for a moment before she spoke. Dressed in faded jeans slung low on his hips and a fitted black T-shirt, he looked markedly different from the William she was used to seeing. “Yeah, well, you know getting here was half the battle.”
William strode over to her and took her hand. “Stay a while,” he said as he bent down, kissing her cheek.
Addie exhaled sharply. “Look, I really can’t stay long. My afternoon is pretty hectic, and I just remembered I left my car in the garage around the corner from the office. I gave Kelsey the afternoon off, so I’m going to have to hustle to get back to it after my last meeting as it is.”
William pressed his finger to her lips. “Whoa. Whoa. Easy there, girl. Don’t worry. All of that can be worked out.”
“Easy for you to say.” Addie scoffed as she headed towards the kitchen.
William stood back, watching as Addie kicked off her heels. He leaned against the stove, taking the sight of her in. “I didn’t know what you’d want, so I ordered several things off the menu.”
Addie nodded towards the bedroom. “Like I said, I can’t stay long. I’ve gotta get back, and I really didn’t come here to eat.”
William rolled his eyes, strode over to Addie, and kissed her hard before pulling back, searching her eyes. “All right, have it your way, then.”
Addie grabbed William’s arm and ushered him over to the couch, gently nudging him backwards. He reluctantly sat down as Addie straddled him. “Don’t you even want to talk about why we’re done first?” William whispered wryly as he slipped his hands underneath her skirt.
“Nope.” Addie replied as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, her eyes never leaving his. William smiled as she pulled his shirt over his head.
“Are you sure?” he teased, feeling her up.
“Yep,” Addie murmured as she kissed his neck then sunk lower, sucking and biting all the way down. When William couldn’t take it anymore, he swiftly lifted her up off his lap with one hand as he quickly undid his pants with the other. Once he’d pulled himself free, he forced Addie’s skirt up, unfastened her bra, and grabbed her hips, slowly lowering her down. Only she surprised him when she abruptly pushed herself all the way down. He gasped as she tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled. He settled her by grabbing her wrists and holding them behind her back as they moved in unison, hurriedly licking and biting at each other until they simultaneously found their release.
William released her hands and grabbed her face between his palms, kissing her as Addie searched blindly with her hands for his T-shirt. Finding it, she slowly stood and pulled down her skirt. She tossed it on William’s lap. “I’ve got to get back. Thanks for “lunch.”
“You’re fucking kidding me, right?”
Addie bent down to retrieve her shirt as William grabbed her wrist. Her eyes met his. “No. I’m not kidding.”
“Addison, I didn’t invite you here for this. We need to talk.”
Addie walked to the bar and slipped her feet into her black pumps. “Yeah, well, I didn’t come here to talk.”
William stood and fastened his jeans. “Cancel your afternoon.”
“I’m not canceling anything.” Addie huffed.
“I said cancel your afternoon, Addison. We need to talk.”
William walked to the bar and grabbed Addison’s phone before she could get to it. “I’m only going to ask nicely once more. Please cancel your afternoon.”
She tried to wrestle the phone from him to no avail. His hands were too big and too strong. William picked Addie up in one fell swoop and carried her to a room she hadn’t seen before. “This isn’t funny, William. I’m not playing anymore.” Addie laughed nervously as he set her down and cuffed her to a chair in the dark room. William lowered his voice and smiled at her all disheveled and cuffed in his house. “Neither am I.”
“Damn it. This isn’t funny. Seriously.” Addie’s tone grew pissed.
William undid a few more buttons on her shirt and kissed her cheek
. “I’m going to go make a few phone calls on your behalf, and then I’ll be right back. You stay put, okay?” William winked.