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I grin at the thought and my cock punches up in my pants. But I push that thought away, too.
Damn it, I have to learn to control myself one way or another. Rachel brings something out in me that I haven’t felt since… ever.
Yeah, she makes me incredibly horny and I want to fuck her until the lust finally disappears. Or keep fucking her because with her, I don’t think it will.
But I’ve been horny as fuck before. And this is nothing like that. This isn’t about just getting off; it’s abouther.
Rachel.
When I’m with her, it’s not just sex. It’s so much more.
But fucked if I’ll call it love. I’ll never call it love because I’m Blake Ford, and love isn’t what I do. That’s the end of it.
I just have to think about my dead dad, and my mom who’s nowhere to be found to be reminded exactly how happy—or unhappy—endings can turn out to be.
Chapter 14
Rachel
I ride the elevator to the top floor in the mirror-finish building that dominates the center of downtown Manhattan. The whole building belongs to Blake, and every floor bustles with people who run around doing his bidding.
His power is intoxicating. So many people adore him, respect him, or even fear him. And want to give him what he needs the moment he snaps his fingers.
I feel like that about him, too. But I doubt they know anything more about Blake than the hard exterior he shows them. And I’m sure there’s more to him than that.
I’ve seen a glimpse of it.
But he’s rock solid, locked up so tightly, it’s hard to get beyond that cool, unwavering exterior to whatever lies beneath.
It makes me curious. I shouldn’t be this curious about a client.
When I walk into his office, Blake is deep in thought, staring out of his full-length windows. He stands upright and tall, his hands clasped behind his back. I have a moment to study him in. He’s so handsome, and distinguished, and he has so much experience.
He’s much older than I am. Maybe, one day, I’ll be as in charge of shit as he is. But I doubt it—Blake has a way about him that gets him what he wants that I’ll never have.
His age and his position in life are just a reminder of why this between us won’t work, and he was right to call things off before they could get started.
He’s way out of my league. He’s much older than I am. And I’m only just finding my feet when he’s well-established in a life he built for himself.
From scratch.
When he told me that, I couldn’t help but be impressed.
I clear my throat and Blake turns to look at me. His face is hard, his eyes stormy.
“Rachel,” he says as if he’s surprised to see me. “Is it two already?”
I nod. I’m on time today.
“Okay,” he says, and his eyes shift as he pushes whatever bugged him away. “We can get started.”
He walks to his desk and sits down behind it. I sit down in front of him and produce my tablet to show him what I have in mind for his added preferences.
I show him a couple of things and explain where I’m coming from, but Blake doesn’t look like he takes anything in.
“What do you think?” I ask after a while. I don’t want to know yet, but I want to know if he’s still with me.
“I think you should do what you think is right,” he says.
