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She had to go over there. She smoothed her hands down the black skirt and wiped her instantly sweaty palms. Putting on a smile she headed straight for him. Them, and greeting them good morning.
“Good morning gentleman. Can I get you some coffee or tea to start?” She asked.
Ivan eyed her over. She felt his eyes go over every inch of her body. Her nipples hardened her core tightened. Holy God almighty how? How could this happen every time this man looked at me?
“You work here?” He asked her and she worried her bottom lip and then decided that she didn’t really care if he knew she worked here or not. If he were stuck up and some player jerk then she wouldn’t bother engaging in conversation with him anyway.
“Obviously.” She said with an attitude she hadn’t intended. He squinted.
“I’ll take a cup of coffee.” The other man said and she gave him a smile.
“I’ll give you time to look over the menu.” She replied and then Ivan reached out and took her hand pulling her closer. His eyes narrowed on her arm.
“This is from last night?” he asked in a harsh tone.
“It’s okay.” She whispered totally intimidated by this man.
“Unacceptable.” He snapped and shook his head.
She pulled her hand back needing to gain some control here. She could still feel the warmth of his touch. The control of his large hand and how her body reacted. She rubbed it and then took a deep breath and exhaled.
“It all turned out fine. Did you want coffee, sir?” She asked him and his eyes went larger a moment and then squinted again seemingly at the way she called him sir. She gulped.
“Yes, coffee please, Annabella.” He said her name in that thick, Russian accent and she swore her panties felt wet. Holy God, she was going to have a stroke, forget about that guy Sanford.
She hurried toward the kitchen and on her way Eve waved her over.
“Who’s the hottie with the dark hair?”
“Why?” She asked totally feeling too many emotions. Jealousy that Eve was checking him out. Fear that somehow the man found out she worked here and maybe he was stalking her. Fate that she was meant t
o see him again and him meeting Sanford here was coincidental and meant more. Jesus, she was reading into everything, even her own thoughts. Stop thinking. Stop it.
“Are you okay? Annabella?” Eve said her name and reached out to touch her hand. Annabella looked over her shoulder at Ivan who was staring at her, but leaning back in his chair as if amused.
“You aren’t going to believe this.”
“What?”
“That guy over there. He’s the Russian guy I met last night.” Eve’s eyes widened and then she narrowed them at her.
“What is he doing here?”
“I don’t know. I think meeting that guy for business here.” She looked over her shoulder and he was talking to the guy Sanford.
“Watch your ass. He may be some creepy stalker. I mean what is the likelihood that he was in the city at the club last night and now comes in here for breakfast. We’ve never seen him before. He could be some serial killer, or at minimum, a stalker.”
“Exactly. Oh God, I have the worse luck.”
“Or the best luck. He is super good looking, and older Annabella. I mean, not for nothing, but you aren’t exactly experienced with men.”
“Hey, I have experience with men.”
“Super horny cowboys feeling you up are not experience if you know what I mean. That guy…I can smell his experience from here.”
“Order up!”
She jumped. “Holy God what do I do?”
