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Chapter 8HawkAs far as weeks went, this one was long and arduous. With Britta gone, the entire atmosphere was different. Dull and boring. But today she returned. Her voice filtered down the hall, warm and cheery as she greeted her colleagues. Moments later, she walked into my office, her smile bright, skin freshly bronzed. Although she was smiling, her beautiful almond eyes meant business. Closing the door, she sat opposite me and crossed her legs.
I raised my brows in amusement when she remained silent and expectant. “Good morning, Britta,” I began. “How was your leave?”
“Morning, Hawk,” she smiled, and I was reminded for the millionth time how much I missed it. “It was... refreshing and...” Her eyes gave me a subtle once over. Not subtle enough that I don’t notice. “New suit?”
“Yes.”
Her lips pursed together before she responded. “It looks great on you.”
I smiled knowing her palms would be sweaty and her heart would be pounding. That was Britta.
“I’m happy you approve.”
She wiped her palms on her skirt and looked around the room. “Is the AC not working? I’m heating up here.”
I smiled to myself at how predictable she was. Using the controller, I lowered the temperature for her.
“So, what’s on your mind?”
“Game plan,” she said instantly.
“Game plan?”
She nodded. “Tomorrow... we need a game plan.”
I tapped my pen on my desk and watched her, curious. She watched me unfazed, waiting patiently for me to respond.
“Hawk, I need you to be serious right now.”
“I’m deadly serious.”
“Then why are you looking at me like that?”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re looking into my soul.”
I didn’t know about her soul, but I would’ve liked a look under the blouse she was wearing.
“I assure you,” I said, dropping my pen on the desk and leaning forward. “I’m being serious. What do you have in mind?”
“I may be over Roman, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want revenge.”
I cocked a brow. “Revenge?”
She nodded, a smile slowly playing on her lips.
“Britta Valentino, what do you have in that mind of yours?”
“I want him to remember what he lost. I want to drive him crazy.”
This time, I nodded slowly, understanding the angle she was coming from.
She paused and waited on the edge of her seat for my response.
“Did Roman ever make you scream, Britta?”
She frowns. “Scream? Yeah, we only fought toward the end, though.”
I bite the corner of my mouth to stop the smile from taking over. “That’s not the type of screaming I mean.”
This time as realization dawned, her eyes grew wide. “That’s... that’s a bizarre question to—”
“I’ll take that as a no then,” I interrupted.
“I didn’t say that.”
“It’s written all over your face. A shame. I bet you’re a great screamer.”
“Hawk!” she reprimanded. Her face was flushed, and again she wiped her palms. “I thought we were supposed to be working on our game plan.
“Maybe that is my game plan. I’ll pick you up tomorrow, Britta. Wear a nice tight dress and preferably no underwear.”
“Why no underwear?”
This time I smiled. “It’ll drive any guy mad. Now...” I continued before she could interject, “... you have a meeting in five with the Renshaw’s. My driver is already waiting for you.”
She stood, confused and flustered, head filled with a dozen thoughts, her mouth unable to word any. So instead, she nodded and walked out the door. With Britta finally gone, I took the time to adjust my throbbing cock.
One thing was for sure, Roman wouldn’t be the only man Britta would drive crazy.THE LIMO PULLED UP outside Britta’s apartment building, and as I rounded the car to open the door, she stepped out of the foyer. I was instantly blown away when I saw her, which hadn’t happened for any other woman I’d dated. She was wearing a strapless, figure-hugging ruby red dress which accentuated her new tan. Her curves were on full, glorious display, her tits peeking over the sweetheart neckline. Her long dark hair cascaded in loose curls over her bare shoulders. She caught me staring and smiled.
“Good morning, Hawk,” she greeted, a twinkle in her eye. Today was her birthday, and today was her ex’s wedding. What an asshole.
“Britta, if we weren’t headed to a wedding, I would tear that dress straight off your body.”
She stopped walking, and I realized I’d said those words out loud. Her face was a mixture of delighted shock.
I corrected myself, my eyes traveling the length of her body once more. “You look stunning, breath-taking, actually.” Behind my back, I pulled a bouquet of flowers out and handed them to her. She gasped and smiled so brightly at me that I wished I had given her more.
Cheekily, she too eyed me up and down. “Hawk Carnage, you’re looking pretty damn handsome yourself. And thank you, especially for remembering.”
“I always remember. But you’re not going to throw them against the wall, are you?”
Britta raised the bouquet over her face, her laughing eyes peering over the top of the roses.
