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Just as Katie was about to fall onto the couch for a rest, there was a sharp knock on the door. “Aah!” she groaned, dragging her bare feet on the carpet as she opened the door.
He smiled, and Katie’s lips parted. Her eyes widened and she prepared to scream, before slamming the door in his face. A polished shoe stopped the door and she panted, pressing her weight against the cool wood. “I'm going to call the cops! Go now!” she screamed and heard a chuckle from the other side of the door. Her fear was replaced by fury and she pursed her lips, letting go of the door and backing up to grab her phone.
“Can you just hear me out?” he drawled, not stepping inside the apartment to stop her.
“Go now! You stalker!” she yelled and his blue eyes twinkled in amusement.
“Seriously, Katie. Stop overreacting!”
Katie was high on adrenaline. It had turned out to be a very scary, unpredictable morning. “What do you want?” she cried, confused by his reaction to her threats.
“May I come in?” he asked sarcastically.
“No, you may not! What do you want?”
“Can you relax? What’s up with you?”
Katie stared at him dumbstruck. He had surely lost his mind.
His expression changed and his amusement vanished. Fishing into his pocket, he retrieved a black business card, and placed it on the ground as if she was holding him at gunpoint. “Call me when you get this,” he motioned comically with his hands, and she felt like a fool, “under control.”
With that he stepped away and down the stairs. Katie laid down her phone, her chest heaving. She picked up the card and glared at it, her face going white.
Damon Meade.
Meade!
Damon Meade. CEO Intercrop.
Oh my God! Katie almost pulled her hair out in anger and frustration. She had applied for a position at Intercrop two months ago, and then forgotten about it because she had had a job that was keeping her busy. Now, she was jobless, and the CEO of Intercrop had come to her doorstep. I slammed the door in his face!
That’s how he knew my address! Suddenly all the pieces of the puzzle had fallen into place. Or had they?
She was confused how he knew...there was something up. But she didn’t want to waste more time. She needed a job or she would have to depend on her trust fund. She didn’t want things to get so bad.
Unthinkingly, she ran out and down the steps, halfway down realizing that she was still barefoot, in her grey socks. “Shit!” she cursed. She would make one hell of an impression on her prospective employer. Just when she thought things couldn’t get any worse, “Hey!” she screamed at his back.
He turned, his eyes wide and mocking, glaring at her bare feet on the cold pavement. “What are you doing?”
“I…uhh. I misunderstood.” She panted, pushing her hair off her face.
Damon stared at her, completely bewitched. His expression warmed, and Katie blushingly pulled her sweatshirt down to make it slightly…neater…if that was even possible. She had been sleeping in it for years.
“So, what are you planning to do now? Freeze out here?”
Katie blushed as the husky, deep baritone voice penetrated her, warming her bones. An hour ago, he had been having coffee with a delectable blonde, and the sexual aura had been tangible enough to slice evenly with a knife. Now, his incredible eyes were focused on her face.
He raised his brow and Katie realized she had been exploring his face, his strong nose. His large blue eyes were lashed thickly, and she smiled despite herself.
“Would you rather sit somewhere and talk?”
She returned to earth and shoved her hair off her face. “Sure.”
He nodded, waiting for something. Katie blushed before him, feeling gawky and awkward. He was no ordinary person; just his presence alone was enough to give her goose bumps.
“Are you planning to go barefoot?” he said incredulously and Katie blushed to the tips of her hair.
“No, of course not! Why don’t you come upstairs and I can make some coffee?” she asked respectfully and that seemed to please him. He walked up the two flights of stairs behind her and she beamed in excitement. Hopefully, by the time this discussion was over, she wouldn’t be on the verge of pennilessness anymore.
