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I strode down the street, mentally remapping my steps from my walk around this part of the city the past Saturday. I cursed myself for not being more observant. I’d been so busy eye-fucking the girl at the coffee shop that I hadn’t managed to locate the name of it. So, everything was by feel and intuition. I circled two blocks before I finally spotted it.

I hurried to cross the street but then hesitated at the door. I peered through the glass and I saw her…

Fuck…

My cock ached just looking at her. She was even more beautiful than I’d remembered. Her hair was piled up in a bun so that her neck was exposed. I desperately wanted to run my tongue down her neck, licking and exploring every inch. Her eyes were wide and had more make-up than they had Saturday morning. She looked even more enticing…if that was even possible.

She turned and I ducked out of sight, not wanting her to see me. It was bad enough I’d been caught staring at her once before. I had to be more careful. I couldn’t make it easy for her to write me off as some weirdo window peeper, whenever I finally found my balls and went to actually talk to her.

I glanced back and saw her whole face light up.

My heart stopped, wondering who she was looking at.

God, I wanted her to look like that when she looked at me.

She embraced a man who had just entered from the other side of the shop. I couldn’t see his face at first, but he was dressed in a nice-looking suit. He hugged the girl and I felt my guts twisting inside me.

She had a boyfriend…

I might not have much of a moral compass anymore, but even I wasn’t going to stoop as low to poach someone else’s woman.

I watched the two of them talking and my heart sank further. He crossed to a table and pulled out a laptop. He popped it open and turned the screen for her to see. She took the keyboard and started furiously typing. Her eyebrows wrinkled as she stared at the screen and an overwhelming rush of affection hit me like a hammer. I wanted to smooth my fingers over her brow and up into her hair until she was putty in my hands, relaxed, and at ease.

Preferably, she would also be naked.

I shoved the fantasy out of my head and continued to watch. People were passing me on the street but I didn’t budge.

She had finished whatever she was doing on the laptop and pushed it back to the man. He smiled and I caught a good look at his face.

Wait a second…

I knew him. I’d just seen him at Spotlight.

It was Bryce…something…Bryce Sherman.

Rita had introduced us when he popped into our meeting to ask her a question.

I smiled to myself, a plan quickly formulating in my mind. I noted the coffee shop name, The Bean, before giving the girl one more long, lingering look as she flitted away to another table. I tore myself away and went back to my car.

****

I raced back to Brighton Enterprises and paced around my office, my thoughts brewing.

I waited another thirty minutes and then called Kimberly into my office. She stepped in, tentatively.

“Kimberly, can you get me a Bryce Sherman on the phone? He’s an exec at Spotlight.”

“Sure thing,” she said. She left and went back to her desk and moments later, the line on my phone was blinking and I knew she had tracked him down.

I picked up the receiver, my heart racing.

“Hello, Bryce, this is Cooper Brighton,” I said.

“Um, hello, Mr. Brighton,” he stuttered.

“Listen, I saw you at The Bean earlier today and…” my voice trailed off. There was no way around it; my next question was going to sound odd, no matter how I phrased it. “Can you tell me who the girl is that was with you? I think she works there. Black hair, fair skin…”

Gorgeous ass, perfect tits, and full lips…I finished her description to myself, recalling her best features.

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