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My heart pounds in my ears as anger forces me to close the short distance between me and the men.
“Hey!” I say.
Both men stop arguing long enough to look over at me. I point my finger at the creepy guy. Despite my anger, I can’t help but notice his custom suit and how it perfectly hugs his body. I’m pissed off to see he’s even more attractive in person than he was when I saw him the other evening. It’s plain to see the man works out on a regular basis. He has a muscular build, but he’s not too bulky.
Damn it, all the cute ones are taken, mean or creepy.
“I saw you the other day,” I say, jabbing the man in the chest with my finger.
His gray eyes look down at where I just poked him. He slowly looks up at me, and tilts his head to the side. “Excuse me?”
His voice is deep, and the warmth in his tone softly caresses my skin like a gentle hug, sending a shiver down my spine. I briefly notice the deep dark hue of his hair. It’s shiny, but not greasy, causing his hair to appear more obsidian than just a regular dark color.
“I saw you,” I repeat. “Watching me undress. You were spying on me with your telescope. You have several of them pointed directly at my window!”
The man steps back, shakes his head and laughs. “Lady, I have no idea what you’re talking about, but if you give me just a moment, I’m sure we can clear up any misunderstandings.”
He points to a spot off to the side. “Wait right there and we can talk in just a second.”
He turns back to a stunned Grant, who is now checking me out from head to toe, and starts back yelling at him. He laughed. Laughed at me like I’m a joke. What a complete asshole.
I stand there for a second, too mad to even move. I feel my anger rising as heat rushes to my cheeks. I’m positive I’m red in the face and my hand shakes a bit. He practically dismissed me. Actually, that’s precisely what he did. He dismissed me just like Heath dismisses me, as if I’m an annoying fly to shoo away. An image of Heath and how he treats me on a regular basis instantly shoots to the forefront of my mind.
‘Wait right there.’ Who does he think he’s talking to?
I turn on my heels and stomp back to my building with Trixie in tow.
“Wait!” yells the man. “Miss, come back!”
I keep my back turned, refusing to even acknowledge him calling out to me.
Fuck you.
Fortunately, Mrs. Montgomery is coming out of the building as I walk up with Trixie.
“Oh, darling, you didn’t have to take her for a walk.”
“It was just a short one.”
“Yes, my Trixie is quite energetic. She’s just a puppy! I must be off. Thank you, Jeannette.”
I glance at my watch and realize that my shopping trip will have to be rushed.
Chapter 6
ASHER
Joe is a man after my own heart, if only I was ten years older and still woman crazy. More to the point, neither one of us knows how to take no for an answer, which is how I ended up on this boring blind date. I like to think his take no-prisoners attitude is what makes him a successful partner at my firm.
I’m not exactly trying to ignore my date, but I can’t stop myself from glancing at my phone for the millionth time. I work hard to make my boredom not be so obvious, pretending to at least appear somewhat interested in my date.
Like every woman Joe seems to know, my date is a model. He swore this one was different from all the rest and I just had to meet her. What I should have done is consider the source of this information. I knew better, but I also knew I wouldn’t be able to dodge Joe or the date for too long, so I reluctantly agreed. Big mistake.
I’m willing to bet my entire fortune Joe finds these women all in the same place. I knew at first glance this one is the same as the others. From her tight dress to the make-up caked on her face, I could tell from a mile away. The pissed-off blonde with the dog from yesterday definitely didn’t fit that same mold. Her beauty was effortless with her fresh face and messy hair.
To be fair, Alexa, my date, is absolutely gorgeous, but looks aren’t enough anymore and I’ve had enough models. I occasionally nod politely as she explains every single detail about the latest fashion show she walked in. In truth, I’m only catching every other word of this one-sided conversation.
She name-drops different designers she’s worked with and how she’s due in Paris next week for another show. Luckily, the server enters and interrupts her little story time by handing us the menus. Alexa pauses for a moment to review the options and I use this time as an opportunity to check my phone. I’m expecting Amelia to send over a few documents I need to review, and at this point they would be more interesting than this date.
