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“I’m sure what you have will be fine,” she says, following me around the house.
I nod and continue on down the hallway. “This right here will be your bathroom and this will be your room.” I step back and let her check out the bathroom while I go and deposit her luggage in the guest room. I’m secretly hoping the three bags she’s brought don’t contain too many more outfits like the one she’s wearing. The sight of those sky-high legs is making me sweat.
Sydney joins me in the guest room and makes a noise of approval.
“It’s really nice,” she says. “You have a beautiful home Cole.”
“Thank you,” I reply. I like the way my name sounds on her tongue. “Are you hungry?”
Sydney shakes her head. “No, I stopped at a little diner on the road and had a late lunch. To be honest I’m exhausted. That drive really did me in.”
I nod in understanding. “Okay then, I’ll leave you to it. My room is up at the top of the stairs. If you need anything just holler up to me.”
“Thanks,” she says. “I’m sure I’ll be fine. All I want right now is to get out of these clothes and crawl under the covers.”
I bite my tongue to stop myself from offering to help her with the aforementioned undressing. I shake my head to clear the thought and leave her to unpack and get settled while I excuse myself to jerk off in the shower before I hurt someone.
Chapter Three: Sydney
Cole walks out of the room and I sit on the edge of the bed to take off my shoes. I don’t really need the extra height but I love the way they make my legs look. Today though, I was glad to have a few extra inches when facing off with Cole Parker. There is a coolness about him that both intrigues and frustrates me.
He clearly knows how good looking he is, which is normally a huge turn-off for me. I’ve dated way too many guys in the past who thought they were something special and it never turns out well for me. I sense that there is something different about Cole however.
He might know he’s hot as hell, but he doesn’t seem to be overly arrogant. The comment about women falling for him was meant to put me at ease, I can see that now. The problem is, I don’t think I’ll ever be at ease around him. He makes me tingle in places that haven’t tingled in too long and right now, I don’t need that kind of complication.
I came here to relax and recharge and that’s what I intend to do. I will not think about having sex with Cole Parker. Ok, I will probably not think about having sex with Cole Parker. Yeah, I’m more than likely going to think about having sex with Cole Parker. A lot. Shit.
I sigh and fall backward onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling and thinking about the past several months. Not only did I lose my dad, my fiancé, and the biggest case of my career so far, I lost a piece of myself. That little boost of confidence I got at the stoplight back in town, was the first one I’ve had in a while.
I’m not a conceited person by nature, though I know I’m not ugly. I’ve got nice tits and an ass you could bounce an apple off of. I’ve always been smart; at the head of my class. I was valedictorian of my high school, graduated Yale at twenty-two and NYU Law three years later. I’d gotten a job at the first firm I’d interviewed with and had steadily climbed the ladder the past two years. Up until a few months ago, I’d been on track to be the youngest associate to make partner at Wallace and Crown.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, pushing myself back up to sit on the edge of the bed. I don’t want to think about any of that right now. Right now, I need a good night’s sleep.
The next morning I walk down the hallway, stopping to look at the pictures on the walls. Some are of Cole on horseback and I can’t help but be jealous of the horse. A few other pictures show two other men who look enough like Cole that they could be his brothers. Dammit, there’s three of them. Though in my eyes Cole is the best looking, the other two are nothing to shake a stick at either. At the end of the hallway, there is a picture of the three men with Dr. Ferrell.
“So, you’re the one Aunt Nora sent out here to us,” a voice from the kitchen catches me of guard and I jump.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you,” he says, coming into the living room and stopping a few feet from me. “I’m Luke, Cole’s baby brother.” He holds out a large hand much like his sibling’s and I take it.
“Nice to meet you Luke, I’m Sydney,” I say, looking up at the younger man. He’s nearly as tall as Cole and they have a similar build, but Luke’s eyes are grey and his hair isn’t quite as dark. He appears to be a few years younger than me and has an easy way about him that makes me feel at home almost immediately.
“Uh, yes. Yes, I’m the one,” I say. “Your aunt told me this would be a great place to get away for a bit of a vacation.”
“Really?” he asks. “I mean, it is nice and quiet and all, but there’s really not much to do around here.”
“Yeah well, that’s kind of what I need,” I tell him. “There’s too much to do where I’m from and sometimes it gets a bit overwhelming. Peace and quiet sounds pretty damn good right about now.”
Luke regards me curiously and shakes his head. I’m about to ask him what he’s thinking, when Cole comes down the staircase, pinning me to the wall with his eyes. He’s got on jeans and a tight, plain white t-shirt, his hair still damp from the shower. Damn he looks good. Suddenly my tongue feels like sandpaper.
“I could really use a drink of water,” I say and excuse myself.
Luke follows and points out where the glasses are kept. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he lets himself out and I’m left alone with Cole once again.
Chapter Four: Cole
I step out of the shower, feeling a little better after some sleep and releasing a healthy load of juice from my balls. It’s been too long since I’ve had a woman in my bed and the one downstairs has woken up the beast, so to speak.
I hear Luke’s voice drift up from the hall and quickly throw on a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt. For some reason, the thought of him being his usual charming self around Sydney is irritating the shit out of me. I feel the need to get down there fast before he does or says anything to pique her interest. I find myself realizing that I want her eyes on me and me alone.
