Chapter 6
That whole week I made it a point to visit her in her office when I knew she was alone. The closer I got the more flustered she became until she was all but jumping out of her skin.
Yesterday I’d cornered her against her desk, getting as close as I could without being inappropriate. “What…?”
“You have something in your hair.” I pulled the little blossom from among her curls and showed it to her before moving away.
“I hear that you’ve finally finished the final blueprints for the hotel may I see them?”
“Sure, of course.” She cleared her throat and rifled through her desk for a disk. Why so flustered little one?
Yesterday in the cafeteria she’d done a good job of ignoring me even though we sat at the same table with my annoying brother. Now she’s as skittish as a newborn kitten.
“Don’t you have hard copies?” She opened a drawer and withdrew the paper copies of the plans. I moved around the desk, once again crowding her close.
Her body tensed as if expecting my touch, but I deliberately kept myself away from her. I could feel the heat of her body next to mine but I didn’t touch her.
I inhaled deep, taking her scent in and willing my cock to behave. My hands itched to feel the softness of her skin beneath them and I gritted my teeth hard.
I listened to the change in her breathing and studied that pulse in her neck before turning my attention to the blueprints.
Apart from my sudden attraction, she really is an asset to me, and the company. It’s a wonder that I never would’ve met her had it not been for this life-changing project.
When I think of how I’d fought my brother about hiring her it broke me out in a sweat. I could’ve lost her before I met her because of my stubbornness.
Our last architect had been with the company for a while and I was hesitant to replace him with someone so young and inexperienced after he chose to retire.
Now I know it would’ve been the biggest mistake of my life had I won that argument. The thought always makes me sick in my gut.
Thanks to the soft spot I have for my little brother and my trust in him when it came to things like this I’d avoided a disaster.
While she looked down at the paper I studied her. She’s naturally beautiful without the added gloss of too much makeup and other worldly enhancements.
Even the curve of her neck is sexy, and the way she brushes her hair over one shoulder leaving the other side of her neck bare makes me hard.
She was always buried beneath a suit, but there was no way to hide the curves of her body that filled out the skirt and jacket to perfection.
Her waist was slender and her legs long even though she was no more than five two at the most. Such a little thing to pack such a punch as to bring my six foot two self to heel.
She went on and on about the changes she’d made while I kept my eyes on her. I’d seen enough to know that she’d been right to make the call she did so I didn’t need to pay attention.
Besides, she’d just be going over the same thing tomorrow in our weekly meeting. Instead I leaned in closer as if reading the print, though in all honesty I was inhaling her scent.
A scent that follows me into my dreams at night. A scent that I would know anywhere from now on. A scent that makes my dick hard with just a whiff of it.
She always smells the same, like flowers in the sun after a spring rain. She looked up at me and I realized she’d asked me a question, which I didn’t hear.
“Say again?”
“I asked if these were to your liking or if there was something else you wanted changed.” Don’t hold back beauty. I could hear the restrained sneer in her voice.
I guess that was her dig at me for being a meticulous bastard but I never take chances with anything I build and put my name on.
“I’ll let you know if there is. You might wanna work on that temper of yours though, if we’re going to work together on this you can’t be so fractious.”
Now she looked at me and there was no doubt that she wasn’t afraid of me in the least. I’ve made grown men sweat with a word and here this little bit of a girl was shooting fire at me with her eyes.
She’s so fucking cute and adorable. The more time I spend around her the more the feelings in my heart grow stronger everyday.
I could already see her in my bed next to me while we slept. It was getting to the point where I hated getting into bed without her there.
I could see my arms wrapped around her after I’d taken her a time or two before rolling away in exhaustion.
Could feel the warmth of her supple body up close to mine for years to come. Shit!
I shook my head to clear it and made my excuses as I headed for the door.
I didn’t linger around outside this time, I’d had enough for the day. If I saw any more evidence of how much I affected her I might not be able to control myself.
I went back to my office and thought of that little show of fire from her today. Lately she’s been showing more and more of her true spirit and it won’t be long now before she told me off.
I needed her to do that so that I’m sure she’s not just falling into my bed to keep her job. I don’t believe for a second that she would, but it’s better to be certain.
How long has it been now since she came into my life? A little over two and a half months. I don’t think I’ve ever spent this much time working on a woman before.
Especially one who made it plain at every turn that she had no interest in me. But the more she resisted, the more she put up that front of disinterest the more I wanted her.
That alone was enough to tell me what it was, that I was beginning to feel for her. That and the fact that she stays on my mind constantly these days.
Even my mother has been singing her praises thanks to Gavin who’s always gushing about her like a love sick puppy, the little shit.
Mom is not the easiest woman to impress. As much as she wants grandchildren she’s very meticulous about the type of women who should bear them.
As her eldest son she has high expectations for the woman I will marry some day. And though she had high regard for Giavanna because of her work ethic, there was no guarantee that she’d accept her as my woman.
I didn’t care about that, once my mind is made up nothing can change it. And I’m pretty sure that I’d made up my mind to make her mine completely.
When you think of it, a couple months wasn’t really that long and knowing her she’s going to make me work longer and harder. I’m ready for her though, as long as I can keep my dick on a leash.