Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“Then you’ll let me do this for you. Take your time if you need to go down there for a longer stint. The business runs itself. We did the hard work. Now it’s about expanding, letting things go so we can enjoy life.”
“Holy shit, I think we need to send Vanessa Taylor a gift, a big gift, maybe diamonds,” Ezra says. A low grumble leaves my throat. The thought of anyone except myself wrapping her body in gold and diamonds is not sitting well, even if my brother is trying to rile me up.
“That won’t be necessary. You want to give her a gift? Fine. The gift should be, don’t show up unexpected. I’m not a fool. You have more than one copy of the key to my place. I find out you use it without giving me the heads-up, Millie will find out what it’s like to suck your dick without your balls attached.”
“Fine, I’ll send a fruit basket. You damn Neanderthal.” At that, I know he’s giving me shit. Ezra has the same qualities I do. Had that been Millie I was talking about, he’d be losing his shit just as much.
“Okay, anyone else have anything useful to bring to the table, or can we call this meeting over?” Theo diffuses the situation like normal.
“One last thing. I’m going to be taking a lot of my work home from now on, unless there’s a reason to come in. Nessa’s schedule is proving to be difficult already, and I’m not willing to add stress to her plate.”
“I see no problem with that,” Theo replies.
“Yep, all is good here,” Boston states.
“Finally. Glad you’re letting someone in, someone who’s worthwhile. Have you told Vanessa about Katie yet?” All of the guys were there for me, Ezra the most. The bond we share is thicker than what I have with the others.
“Nope, but it’s coming. Emilio’s was an experience, to say the least. Also, you tell our mother about this before I get a chance, I’m going to be pissed.” I stand up, ready to take my leave. Nessa should be back at her place by now.
“Later, guys.” I grab the jacket off the back of my chair, put it back on, straighten it, and walk out the door, not waiting for their response. They won’t shut up if I don’t make my escape now. I take my phone from the pocket of my jacket, checking if Vanessa has texted me like I asked.
Nessa: I’m home and in bed. Three more nights.
Parker: See you soon, baby.
She has no idea just how soon. I’ll be leaving the building after I make a stop at my office, grab my laptop, go over a few things with my assistant, and call it a fucking day. Then I’ll be heading to my woman, sliding into bed beside her and getting some damn sleep, since I didn’t get a wink without Nessa in bed with me.
TWENTY-THREE
Parker
I knew she wouldn’t put the second lock in place like I’ve asked her several damn times. Reminding her before we got off the phone last night still didn’t help. It’s why I’m able to get inside her apartment easily after ending the meeting with the guys, taking what I needed from my office, and talking with my assistant about how I’ll be working from home unless there are in-house meetings, asking her to book them all in one day, even if that meant booking them back-to-back without taking a break in between. A solid game plan if that meant I could work when Nessa was at work, switching my own sleeping habits around in order to have time with my woman.
“What are you doing here?” I’m inside her apartment, the door shut and locked, placing my laptop bag on her kitchen counter, ready to take off my suit jacket and tie, when she greets me. She is standing in front of me with a towel around her body, one wrapped up in her hair to soak up the water from her washing it.
“You’re here. It’s where I’m going to be. Besides, sleeping without you is fucking awful.” I move closer to her, needing a taste of the softest lips I’ve ever felt. “Shouldn’t you be in bed?”
“My shift ran over, then I was talking to Millie. By the time I got home, I was too keyed up to fall asleep even after I took a shower. So, I’ve decided to organize my closet until my eyelids finally slam shut.” Her smooth skin is void of makeup, how she prefers it, but knowing that she’s naked beneath the towel has me ready to rip it off her body and have my way with her.
“If you’re up for talking and not ready to conk out on me, I’ve got something I’d like to tell you.” Might as well get this conversation over with before it’s out in the press’ hands.