Thanks to You – Love is in the Air Read Online ChaShiree M, M.K. Moore

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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 15945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
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I nod my head in agreement before getting in and shooting it back. “Thank you Henry. We are going to deviate from our usual schedule.” His eyebrows go up in surprise. I don’t blame him. I am regimented, exacting and kind of OCD. My schedule does not change much unless it is for a meeting and he knows if it was planned, he would have it on his palm pilot.

“Sir?”

“Yes. Please drive to Leighton’s job.” His eyes don’t leave mine for a second wondering if this is a joke, before he looks to the front.

“Very well, Sir.” As we drive, I open my laptop and focus on work for a few minutes. My company, Lotus Investments and Dreams, is my baby. My life's work. My own personal dream. I take the dreams of people and the money given to me and make their goals a reality. A man in his fifties comes to me and he wants to be able to retire in ten years and he and his wife would like to sell their house and live on a beach and be comfortable? Well, I take their retirement, invest it in things I know for sure will continue to grow and in ten years’ time, he is able to retire and then some. Quite simply, I make their portfolio bloom like a lotus and their dreams come true. “We are here, Sir.” As per usual, I am lost in work.

“Thank you, Henry.” I say as I put my briefcase away.

“Should I wait, Sir?”

“It’s best you do.” He nods and closes the door behind me. I walk into the U.N., and it dawns on me this is technically a government building, and I might not be allowed in. The thought is damn near humorous. The idea I wouldn’t be allowed in someplace.

“Can I help you, Sir?” Security asks me at the desk.

“Yes. I am here to see my sister, Leighton Lotus.” he looks at a list and looks back up.

“Is she expecting you?”

“No. I wanted to surprise her for lunch.”

“What is your name?”

“Ayerton Lotus.”

“I am sorry, Sir, but your name isn’t on her approved list.” I look down and try to think of something when I hear my name called.

“Ayerton? What are you doing here?” That voice. That honey heavy voice that I jerked my cock to last night and this morning before I left the house. I turn and feign surprise.

“Hope. I didn’t expect to see you today.” Thank fuck she brought her sexy ass down here.

“Are you not here to see me?”

“I was trying to see if my sister wanted to have lunch, but she is busy right now.” I cover real quick.

“Your sister?”

“Yeah, she is an intern. Anyway, are you on your way out?” I move closer to her and begin ushering her out of the building hoping like hell she doesn’t pick up on it.

“Yes. My job for the day here is done.”

“Well, isn’t that my luck. How would you like to have lunch with me?” I manage to get her to the car. She turns, facing me, her back against the car door and cock her head to the side.

“Lunch. You want to have lunch?” Something blazes in her eyes before the heat I recognize in myself shows itself to me in her pupils. Taking her queue, I lean into her ear.

“I want to eat you for lunch, sweetness, but I am not sure you are ready for me.” I manage to not say how she only has a short time before I no longer care and take what belongs to me.

Yeah. I am a fucking gentleman.

I’m so screwed.

CHAPTER 5

HOPE

He wants to eat me for lunch? Oh, God… I’m gonna fuck this guy, I just know it. My blood heats up and my pussy gets slick. I wasn’t even supposed to come in today. Yet again, I forgot a file on my desk that I need to translate for my guys on Monday, but that’s going to have to wait.

“Lunch, sounds great,” I say taking his offered arm.

“There’s a bistro around the corner. We can get a table.”

“That sounds nice,” I say but there is no way in the world I am going to be able to eat right now. “Or we could skip lunch?” I’m going for bold here. His eyes widen and I know I’ve got him.

“Damn, sweetness. You’re killing me,” he says as he rubs his hand over his chest.

“Don’t want you to up and die on me,” I say, running my fingers over his arm.

“Get in,” he says, opening the rear passenger door to his chauffeured town car. I do as he says. He moves around to the other side and gets in.

“Where to, Sir?” the driver asks.

“Home, please,” he answers. We sit in silence for twenty something blocks before we come to a stop in front of a tall glass building. I slide out of the car after him. He takes me by the hand and leads me inside the building. The doorman tipped his hat at me. I wasn’t even aware doormen still existed, but this building has one. There’s a bank of elevators to the right, but we go right past those to a single elevator on the left. He uses a key to make the doors open. Inside the elevator, there’s just one button and it says P.


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