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“After you.” I told him.
He walked inside.
The apartment opened up into a spacious hallway which resembled a mini version of the downstairs lobby with the marble floor. There were coat hooks, a coat rack, shoe racks and a sofa. I pushed and held open a further door which led into a vast open living area. There were windows to the front and right of the apartment that all overlooked the beach. The sunshine streamed in through the windows making the room glow and showing it to its best potential. The view was nothing less than stunning.
Mr. Carter turned to me. “Amazing view.”
“Yes, it’s something isn’t it?”
He looked at me and there was a beat of hesitation before he replied, “Quite something.”
The open living area housed a large kitchen which ran from where the windows ended on the right-hand side. It was dark wood and masculine. Not to my taste, but I hoped it appealed to his. I was led to believe this was a personal purchase as opposed to a business one. Quite a few clients purchased Brighton Beach condos and stayed there in the summer, commuting from their New York apartments. I showed him the bathroom next which was large, white, and functional.
I sang the praises of the separate large shower cubicle.
“It’s just a bathroom. It’s fine. Show me the master bedroom please, Miss Harris.”
“Of course, right this way.”
I opened the master bedroom door, and he walked through first, heading straight for the large window which gave him the same fabulous view of the beach. His gaze scanned the rest of the room: a simple wooden bed and matching bedroom furniture.
“What’s your opinion of this room, Miss Harris, because I find it lacking.”
I squirmed under his stare. “I agree, this room is quite basic given the luxury furnishings of the rest of the property; however that may be something you could use to negotiate on price.”
“Do you know what would improve this room?” He asked, passing me and walking toward the door.
I shook my head. “I wouldn’t know your own interests but I’m sure you would be able to hire an interior designer to bring to life any vision you had.”
“What would improve this room...” He hesitated before switching the lock on the bedroom door. “Would be your naked body lying on that bed.” His voice lowered to a husky whisper. A whisper suited for seduction.
I reached into my pocket for my alarm.
He held up his hand.
“I’m not going to attack you, Miss Harris.”
My heart thudded in my chest. “Then why did you lock the door?”
“Just a precaution, so that no staff members accidentally interrupt us.”
“Accidentally interrupt what? I’m showing you a condo.” I snapped.
He walked towards me and whispered in my ear.
“Well it’s up to you. You can reach past me and unlock it. I won’t stop you.”
I sighed. By now I should have kicked him in the balls and made my escape, so why hadn’t I?
“Perhaps I should introduce myself properly, Tiffany.” He smirked and held out his hand. “My name is Henry Carter, but you can call me H.”
My eyes widened. Fuck! That email. It was him!
“So, Tiff… if I may be so bold as to call you that. Either you can leave, or you can lie on that bed and we’ll do everything from my email and more. You decide. All I can say is that I wasn’t lying when I said ten inches.
I swallowed and my mouth went dry.
Should I stay, or should I go?
