Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty
Harrison
I had just gotten back from the clusterfuck at the hotel when Athena walked into my office.
“We’re taking Grandmother to dinner tonight. I made reservations for four.”
“Come on, Athena. Why tonight?”
“Because it’s been a while, and she’s free.”
“I really don’t want to have dinner with Mr. Clayton.”
“Who said anything about Mr. Clayton?”
“You said you made reservations for four.”
“Yes. The fourth person is Adalyn.”
I swallowed hard as I thought about last night.
“Why did you ask her to join us?”
“Because she’s our friend.” Her brows furrowed.
“She’s not my friend. She’s my employee.”
Athena let out a long sigh. “Are you joining us or not? Because if you’re not and Grandmother asks why, I’ll tell her you don’t dine with your employees.”
“Fine. I’ll join you.”
“Good. If you’ll excuse me, I have an interview scheduled in ten minutes.” She looked at her watch.
“It is for a personal assistant, right?”
“It is.” She smirked as she walked out the door.
Dinner would be good tonight. It would give me an excuse to drive Adalyn back to the hotel afterward and fuck her again. I needed it badly after the day I’d had.
I was ten minutes late, thanks to the New York traffic. When I walked into the restaurant, and the hostess walked me over to the table, I nearly lost my breath when I saw Adalyn sitting with her hair twisted up and bright red lips.
“Good evening, Grandmother.” I smiled as I kissed her cheek.
“Good evening, dear.”
“Athena.” I nodded. “Adalyn.”
I ordered a bottle of wine for the ladies while I had my usual scotch. After placing our dinner order, I glanced over at Adalyn.
“I was thinking I could drive you back to the hotel after dinner, and you can talk to me about today's events.”
“Sure. That’ll be fine.” A smile crossed her lips.
“Harrison, dear. You need not stress so much over the hotel. Athena filled me in on the issues.”
“Easier said than done, Grandmother. How did your interview go, Athena?”
“It went well. He’s very qualified, and we connected right away.”
“He?”
“I told you I wasn’t hiring any more women as long as you’re around.”
Adalyn glanced over at me. I could tell that comment made her uncomfortable, and that bothered me. Picking up my drink, I finished it. After we finished dinner, I kissed Athena and my grandmother goodbye. When we stepped outside, it was storming.
“Shit. They said nothing about storms tonight,” I spoke. “Ready to make a run for it?” I asked.
“As much as I’d love to run, I can’t.” She pointed to her foot.
“Shit. I forgot.”
I swooped her up in my arms and ran to the limo parked at the curb a few feet away from the restaurant.
“To the Infinity.”
“Yes, sir.”
The doorman walked out holding an umbrella when we arrived at the hotel. Opening the door, he extended his hand to Adalyn.
“Thank you.” She smiled at him as he walked her inside.
I placed my hand on the small of her back as we entered the elevator. The moment we entered the suite, she turned to me, and I knew by the look in her eyes she was horny.
“I need to get out of this dress. I’m soaked.”
“Allow me.” I smiled as my fingers slowly unzipped it.
Before I knew it, I was thrusting inside her. In and out, hard, and deep. Pleasurable moans escaped her lips as I made her come for the second time. Her nails dug into the flesh of my back as her body tightened, and the warmth I felt from her became unbearable. I tried to hold back, but I couldn’t. One final thrust, and I was done for. I collapsed on her, our hearts racing at the same speed, and both of us trying to catch our breath. I pulled out of her and went into the bathroom. As I was disposing of the condom, I heard my phone ring. Walking over to my suit coat, I pulled it out of my pocket and noticed it was my apartment building.
“Harrison Grant.”
“Hello, Mr. Grant. It’s Clarence. I just wanted to let you know that the power to the building is out from the storm, and it’s not expected to be back on until sometime tomorrow.”
“Thank you for letting me know. Damn it.”
“What’s wrong?” Adalyn asked.
“The power to my building is out and not expected to be back on until tomorrow.”
“You can always spend the night here. It is your hotel.”
“Good idea.” I picked up my phone. “This is Mr. Grant calling. I need a room for the night. The power is out in my building. Thank you. Just bring the key up to the Penthouse Suite.”