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Thor
I watch Briar walk away from me. Her sexy as hell ass sways in those slacks. I think of the one night I had with her. When I tasted all of her body. When she was all mine. The way I dug my fingers into those hips as I bounced her on my cock. But now, she’s someone else’s or has been. I saw her with the boy walking into the building. He’s too old to be hers, but he had her wavy chestnut hair. She didn’t have any kids when we were together. She was just eighteen, and I was twenty-four. I was too old for her. She had so much to live for.
Briar was so heartbroken over losing Rowan, and I took advantage of her hurt to try to comfort her. I tried to play it off that I was drunk, but I wasn’t. I had a couple of drinks, not enough to fuck with me though. I remember every part of that night. I mostly remember the look of pain in her eyes before she left.
Movement catches my eye, and I shift to see Elora Danvers watching me.
“What?” I bark at her.
“Why won’t you tell her?”
My jaw drops in shock by her question. She can’t know.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about. Leave. I’ll email you the board meeting schedule.” I head for the door myself.
“No matter how much she says she hates you, she still loves you,” Elora says to my retreating back. “Don’t let that shit get away from you. And don’t fuck it up again, or I’ll help her bury you.”
I turn to face her, but she walks past me and gets on the elevator. I’m shocked again. Today has been full of surprises. First, I learn Chase is fucking a student. Then, I find out Briar, the woman I’ve done everything I could to forget, is working for the woman trying to put my company out of business.
I can tell Chase, my former friend, is in love with Laya. He was utterly shattered when she walked out. I can’t believe I accused him of sleeping with Briar. I’ve said it many times out of jealousy. He gets to spend time with her. She smiles at him. She talks to him. I want that, but I’ve always kept her at a distance.
From the first moment I saw her, I knew I had to have her. But she was Rowan’s little sister and six years younger than me. She’s so smart for her age, it’s both intimidating and a turn-on. She was in college when she was sixteen, and she completed it in two years. I’ve kept a bit of an eye on her. Her parents disowned her too, just like they did Rowan, but I don’t know why. I know she graduated from MIT and even went to Harvard Law. However, I didn’t know she got married, had a child, and worked for Danvers.
Chapter 2
Briar
It’s been a week, and Chase and Laya are trying to get on with their lives and move on. She’s back in school, and he’s back to teaching. There haven’t been any Ramsey University board meetings, which make me glad. Ever since a second outburst occurred between Chase and Thor, I don’t want to be around Thor.
His words had shocked me. He said he watched the woman he loved marry someone else. His ex-fiancée is still single, as far as I know. She’s still after him too. Just the other day one of my spies at P.O.R.B. Enterprises relayed to me his plus one for tonight’s gala is her.
That’s why I didn’t want to come, but Elora said we both needed to make an appearance. This is a fundraiser for an organization BUTEE supports. It would look bad if I wasn’t here. The organization is something that is near and dear to my heart. They help single parents get on their feet by providing support with childcare, monies for clothing and transportation, and so much more. I didn’t need their help because I already had a fairy godmother who helped me, but if I hadn’t had her, I would’ve used them.
When the limo pulls up to the venue, I take a deep breath and wait until my door is opened. I step out in my thin, strappy heels. The slit in my dress opens, exposing my leg. I stand to my full height and smile as cameras click away. I hate this part, but I keep my head held high and move through the crowd. I stop for a few pictures. Seattle is getting a reputation as another global star hot spot. My black gown is slinky and body hugging.
I’ve gotten better about how I look and feel about my body. It’s others who have issues. That’s why Elora will continue to maintain her façade with BUTEE. There are more models out there in the plus size. I work out and watch what I eat, but I still have curves and larger breasts.
When I enter the convention center, I immediately feel people looking at me. Again, I stand tall and move through the crowds to the table where Elora is holding court with several of Seattle’s eligible bachelors. None of them are the one I expected though. When I made Elora the face of BUTEE, it was with the intention that she would catch his eye, but that hasn’t happened.
I’m torn from my thoughts when someone steps up behind me and wraps a hand around my waist that is accentuated in this dress. His large palm squeezes me tight and pulls my back into his chest. His scent of cedar, wood, and whiskey cologne wafts across my senses, and I can’t control myself. I lean back and my pulse picks up. My nipples pucker behind the deep plunge bra I’m wearing. Thank goodness it’s slightly padded so he can’t see the effect on me. He peeks over my shoulder, and his scruff rubs against my ear. My long, thick hair is styled down my back and brushed away from my face.
“If you were mine, you wouldn’t be allowed out of the house in this outfit,” he growls into my ear.
Instantly, his words hit hard.
“I look good. Don’t judge me because you like twigs,” I snap as I try to pull away from him. Something hard presses into my ass, and I realize it’s his cock.
“You look sexy as fuck in this dress. I’m tired of you having a problem with your figure.” He takes my hand and starts to stomp off. I try to hold back, but we are drawing attention as he pulls me away from the table.
I follow him so we don’t cause a scene. He winds around people and through the crowd. They move aside for him, but I struggle to get past them. Not only am I curvy, but I’m tall for a girl, and they still don’t scatter away from me like they do him. It could be the fact that Thor has this air of dominance about him. A presence everyone can feel in the air that shifts when he enters a room.
He leads me away from the event area and into a hallway. Before I can react, he pushes me into an office and slams the door. I swing around at the snick of the lock.
“What are you doing?” I barely get the words out before he’s on me.
His lips slam down onto mine. It’s been so long since he’s kissed me. My mind scrambles. He immediately pulls away, and I’m left in a fog of desire and need for him. It’s been over five years since I’ve had sex.
“Are you with anyone?”
