Chapter 2
CHAPTER TWO
Thane
I opened my business officially about three months ago, and within weeks, the entire section of land zoned for residential was under contract.
More land was to come along with the small bit we have for commercial.
Safe to say, I’d be busy from now until who knows when.
Not that I was complaining. A successful first-time business was something to celebrate, as most businesses failed.
Yet I wanted to give it more time, see how it was going a year into it.
So, when the sexy little number with long legs wrapped in tight leggings and curves for days, her ample breasts tucked beneath a tight tank top, showed up here with her demands, I should’ve been annoyed. I didn’t have time for whatever she was looking for.
But instead, I found myself drawn to her. Her soft, porcelain skin. A smattering of freckles across her nose and along her cheeks. Long, curly hair tumbled over her shoulders and her blue beauties shone in the sun. I had no idea who she was, but she caused my heart to race and my skin to tingle.
Maybe I could help her. Or at least entertain her idea for a while to get her to stick around.
“Wait one second. Let me go talk to them.” I stopped her mid stride and made my way over to my guys working on an office building. “Hey, fellas. How’s it going?”
“What up, boss!” Cullen said. “Coming out pretty good, eh?”
“Sure is.”
“How’s it going, boss?” Lucian asked and I nodded his way.
“Not too bad. I’ve got a woman interested in some commercial property to build a flower shop. I’m showing her around. Just wanted to give you guys a heads up.”
“A lady, hmm? Where is she?” Lucian looked around and walked over to one of the windows. Nosy bastard.
“Ah, there she is!” Cullen said, letting out a low whistle under his breath. “Damn, she’s fine.”
His words made the hair on the back of my neck stand up straight. “Hey, there, watch it.” My tone sharp as I strode over to them.
“Whoa, sorry, boss. Why so defensive?”
I ran a hand through my hair and tugged on the strands. I sounded like such a dick. I promised myself I’d never be a shitty boss and here I was being exactly that.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean it. I don’t want to keep her waiting. Have a good day guys.”
I hurried out of there, feeling like a damn fool, snapping at my guys over a woman I barely knew.
“How about we talk over lunch? We could go to the town diner?”
Amara bit on her bottom lip as she studied me. “How about your place?”
“My place?” I chuckled to hide my excitement and shock at her asking to go to my place. Was she serious?
“Yeah. You do have food there, right?”
“I do.”
“Okay, I’m sure we can find something.”
“I’ve never had a woman so eager to go to my place.”
“Guess I’m your first. I follow you there?”
“Okay.” I said as we parted ways and got into our vehicles. I had no idea what was going on but there was a sexy lady coming over and that was enough for me.
It’s only a short five-minute drive to my cabin, the one I did most of the construction on myself, including the large deck in the backyard extending down to an in-ground pool.
Amara pulled in behind me and was out of her car before I shut my engine off. “Wow, this place is gorgeous!” She called as she made her way over to me, a large folder pressed against her chest. “How’d I know you’d have such a nice place?”
I grinned and climbed out of my truck. “Maybe it has something to do with my amazing building skills?”
She elbowed me in the side playfully and I swore a hot spear of desire shot through me. I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss the shit out of her.
But instead, I led her inside before my dick started making my decisions for me.
Amara kept saying wow at all my handiwork as I showed her around my place. “I knew you were the best choice. Look how talented you are!” She twirled around in the middle of my kitchen, her curly hair flying around her like a halo. A perfect halo for such a gorgeous woman.
“Thank you. I worked hard on remodeling this place. It’s what gave me confidence to start my own business. With a big push from my parents and older brother of course.”
“Aw, that’s sweet. I always wanted a brother or sister.”
“No siblings? Are your parents around?”
“My mom is. My dad took off years ago. Anyway, what’s for lunch? Can you cook as good as you can build?” Amara quickly changed the subject and walked over to the fridge.
My heart ached for her. It must be a sore spot, something she didn’t want to talk much about. I wouldn’t push her. She’d tell me if she wanted to.
I walked up behind her and leaned in close, searching the fridge over her shoulder.
The smell of her hair was damn near intoxicating and my cock shifted in my pants.
The image of fucking her from behind popped into my head, leaning her over my kitchen counter and railing her hard and deep.
A soft moan escaped my lips and before I even realized I made the sound, she spun around so fast, my breath caught in my throat.
Our lips were only inches apart and I desperately wanted to kiss her, my hunger no longer for food, but for her. We stood frozen in time, our chests heaving, our breaths matching in quick spurts.
“What are you doing?” Amara whispered as her eyes fell to my mouth and back up again. Her tongue peaked out and I nearly fell to my knees in front of her.
“I don’t fucking know.” I whispered back. “All I know is right now, in this very moment, I want you so fucking bad. I know you want me, too.”
“Is that so?”
“Mmhmm.” I moved my lips even closer, brushing them lightly against hers. My other hand dug into her waist, wanting to hold her there, in place, right where I wanted her.
She placed her hands on my chest and just when I thought she was going to kiss me first, she pushed me backwards gently and stepped aside. “I’m here for business.”
“I think you’re here for a lot more than that, sweetheart.”