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Neal
Dani Williams isn’t who I expected.
Plump pink lips reveal the sweetest white smile, and it catches me unawares.
She goes into a small ante-roombehind the central counter, leaving the door open while she scoops flowers and green stuff from the buckets inside.
Returning to the counter with a big armful, she lays them down carefully at one end, starting the arrangement. The placement of the flowers in the bouquet is gentle but precise. The sweet smile still fixed to her lips.
I brace my hands on the other side of the counter, leaning in to observe. But I’m far more interested in her than what she’s doing. Dani is slender, but curvy in the right places, and a complete knockout. Her golden hair is caught up in a high ponytail, which swings across her shoulders as she moves. I can’t help imagining wrapping that silky rope of hair tight round my wrist, anchoring her head in a certain position while she…
I cough, attempting to clear my sex-clogged throat. Nigh on impossible, when everything about her screams S.E.X.
When she glances up at me with a scorching hot smile, as she seems to be doing frequently, I smile back at her with equal enthusiasm.
Now and then, I catch an eyeful of toned tush.Thatismore than tempting. I’m a goner when I see a cute butt like hers, even more so when it’s in my hands and I’m squeezing those peachy cheeks.
Reality check needed.
Yes, she’s a hot babe. But the reason I’m in this florist shop is not to admire the proprietor’s tits and ass.
I’m here to scope the business and figure out how much cash is needed to buy Bouquets.Granted,it’s a shame she’s just opened, but that’s the way things roll. She beat me to the purchase of this store by just two weeks, or else she’d never have been in the frame at all.
I leave the counter to do a subtle sweep of the store, checking out the visible structure while appearing to be admiring her floral arrangements. I’ve kept a close eye on the stores along the block for the last few weeks, evaluating net worth so I can swoop in and pitch the perfect offers to their owners. The plan is to buy out each of the fifteen shops on this block, flatten the area and build a leisure mall. This route is no longer conducive to the old kind of business. What it is conducive to is a drive-toinclusiveexperience. This is the perfect location for a medium-sized modern mall; one with plenty of retail and leisure opportunities. I know my target market, and I can deliver exactly what they want in a spectacular style.
I’m amazed another developer hasn’t snapped this site up long ago.
This isn’t my usual line of business. I’m a venture capitalist investing in up-and-coming businesses in return for a substantial stake in the share portfolio. But lately, property development has become a pet project of mine. This is my third project in as many years. The other two have been very successful.
I’m not a billionaire yet, but the millions are rising fast.
Returning to the counter, I set my hands on it and lean as far across as is decent.
Dani eyes me from beneath her sweep of lashes. “You want to take a seat, have some complimentary coffee while you wait?”
“I’m good. I like to watch things take shape.”
“Sure, feel free,” she says, with a twitch of her lips. I see her gulp, her throat bobbing. Then she sighs, tucking a stray tendril of hair behind her ear.
I could eat her—while I screw her senseless on this counter. It’s actually the ideal height for it.
I attempt, yet again, to clear my thick throat and re-focus.
Ms. Williams is going to get an extra special offer; one she can’t refuse.
I watch her manipulate the flowers like a pro. As she holds the swelling girth of stems in her hand, gripping it tightly, my mind wanders into very dark territory.Thingsare getting hard to ignore. I subtly try to re-accommodate the hard bulge straining at the groin of my pants.
Funny, but flower arranging has never turned me on before. “Looking good,” I say.
“I aim to please,” she replies with a flutter of eyelashes. Her delicate hands tweak and her dainty fingers twist the stems. She seems to have a lot of strength and dexterity in those fingers.
Christ, stop it!
A sheath of paper and plastic magically wraps around the bunch, and she ties and cuts the top to perfection before adding water and whipping up an extravagant silver bow as a finale.
I have to admit I enjoyed that. A whole fucking lot.
“Both exactly the same, or—?”
