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“Connor, shut up and kiss me.”
With a slow and steady gait, he pulled my chin up to his, and I parted my lips, inviting him in. He drew me close and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest. He pressed his lips to mine and swept his tongue inside my mouth, gently at first, then with a bucking desperation that made me shudder with pleasure. I grew hot and feverish, feeling his thickness rub against me.
He groaned. “I can’t wait any longer to have you, Pepper.”
I sucked in my bottom lip. “Then don’t.”
Epilogue
ARI
Things were the way they should be. My two best friends were happy.
First Barrett and Lourde’s engagement, and now Pepper and Connor were together.
Both unexpected world-shattering.
Magnus and I were the only single guys left in the hunkholes, the name Pepper had coined to describe the four of us.
I’d just thrown the epic afterparty at Sky Deck, and now I had my first meeting with my grandmama about opening up the new Farrah Goldsmith flagship store on Madison Avenue.
I stood as soon as I spotted Grandmama entering the French café. I walked through the crowds and tables with little walkways toward her. “Grandmama, morning,”
“Aristotle, my grandson.” She held her bony arthritic hands to my face, rubbing the stubble on my cheeks—the same way she’d been greeting me for years. I looped her hand in mine as we walked slowly toward our corner table. “What a roaring success the show was last night.”
“You outdid yourself again, Grandmama,” I commented, so proud of the woman who practically raised me.
“Sit, please.” I held out the chair for her as she steadied herself and lowered into it, setting her wooden cane against the marble counter.
“I’ve already ordered your tea. It should be coming any moment.”
“Excellent. Now down to business.” She clapped her hands together and rubbed them back and forth. “We have loads to do.”
“Absolutely. I cannot wait.” I leaned forward in my chair, unable to contain my excitement for what lay ahead.
“We have the site, we need to hire the interior people, and I have just the team.”
“You do?” I asked curiously, wondering if she ever rested in her late age.
“Lourde Diamond and her friend, Olivia, started a company called Bespoke Interiors.”
I stilled in my seat.
Olivia? I had to work with Olivia?
“No, Grandmama.” A vein ticked in my neck. Olivia was my arch enemy. “Each time we’ve met, we have come to blows. At the charity ball, dinners, and now my latest party, she’s so infuriating, arguing with me on any little thing. It won’t work.”
“Perfect, we need someone able to challenge you.” Grandmama smirked into a gleeful smile. Was she enjoying this?
“It’s not a good idea,” I cautioned, unsure how I’d get through a single day working beside the woman I loathed.
“It’s done,” she warned, a finality to her tone I’d heard many times before.
Great.
She looked at me curiously, and I let out a sigh. “She’s a thorn in my side, Grandmama.”
“A pretty one at that,” she countered.
My mind wandered to her at the party at Sky Deck. Pretty, yes. Sexy perhaps. But there was absolutely no way I’d ever consider her as anything other than an annoying thorn in my side.
“You’ll be just fine, Aristotle. You’ll begin Monday morning.”
Well fuck.
