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Immediately, at my father's words, I imagined Spencer placing me up against a wall and having his way with me. My body heated at the very thought. I was twenty and I would more than happily allow him to have his way with me, I thought to myself. I took a deep breath, pulled my tank top down, then took a step forward.
"That will help you get Brittany out of your system," my father said as I rounded the corner.
Almost instantly, I met Spencer's blue eyes. I swallowed hard as I saw them quickly roam over my body before they came back up to my face. I looked down at his large, muscular hands, instantly wondering what they would feel like as they gripped my hips. I swallowed hard, smiled, and did my best to keep the heat from rising to my face.
"Good morning, Ainsley," Spencer said, clearing his throat, his eyes skimming over my chest again. "Any plans for tonight?"
"Hey, Ains!" Dad said, taking a sip of his beer.
"Hey, Dad. Hey, Mr. Brooks. No, not yet. Carly wants me to go out," I replied as I reached for the orange juice in the fridge and poured myself a glass, then turned and leaned against the counter.
“Ahhh to be young again.” My father chuckled.
"Ainsley, I told you, call me Spencer. This Mr. Brooks nonsense can stop. It will just be a formality when you start at the office." He winked, picking up his beer and taking a swig.
I was going to be interning at his office over the summer as his executive assistant, while his regular assistant was off on medical leave. "Of course, Spencer," I replied. His name felt thick on my tongue, and as I looked at him, his eyes once again roamed over my body.
"Oh gosh, excuse me for a minute. I'll get that drill you wanted to borrow, Spencer," Dad said, getting up off his chair and leaving the two of us alone together in the room.
The air suddenly felt thick as Spencer's eyes met mine. My eyes burned as the nervous flutter in my stomach began again. The longer we stared at one another, the more the heat grew within me and the more intense it became. I was glad when a loud ring finally pulled his eyes from mine and he began checking something on his cell phone that sat on the table in front of him.
While he was reading, I couldn't help but let my eyes roam over his muscular arms and broad, strong chest and shoulders. I was completely lost in thought as to what he must feel like when he cleared his throat and my eyes flashed to his face. I had no idea how long he had been watching me watch him, but the smirk he wore told me it had been long enough. I wanted to die. How embarrassing. I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I met his eyes.
"Here it is!" Dad said, coming back into the kitchen and placing the drill on the counter. He was completely oblivious to the way Spencer looked at me.
I cleared my throat and reached for something in the cupboard so my father couldn't see my flushed cheeks. As I let out a breath and turned back to them, my father sat back down, grabbed his beer, and took a swig, and then began talking with Spencer again as if I weren't even in the room.
I slowly faded out of the conversation as I watched Spencer grip the neck of his beer bottle, bring it to his lips, and tip his head back, emptying the bottle's contents. I couldn't help but watch the taught muscles in his throat as he swallowed. Then my eyes traveled to his large, muscular hands once again.God he hand nice hands.A pulse of excitement ran through me as I wondered what it would feel like if they were on my body, touching me in places that I'd only ever imagined being touched in.Carly was right, this had to stop. There was no way I could spend my summer in this state, nor be like this while I worked under him, I mean beside him.Spencer placed the bottle on the table and his eyes wandered back over to me, and then he flashed that sexy smirk in my direction.
"Oh, Ainsley, before I forget, do you think you could watch Nikki for Spencer on the twelfth next month?"
I looked to my father and then over to Spencer who waited for my reply.
"I have that Valentine's Day function I'm hosting for my clients, and it's my weekend to have her," Spencer replied.
Nikki was Spencer's three-year-old daughter. He shared custody of her after he and his wife separated a year ago. When Spencer had Nikki, I usually always babysat for her when he had a work function.
"Yep, sure thing. I'd better go call Carly back." I pushed myself off the counter and left the kitchen, turning quickly to look back at Spencer one last time. I noticed his gaze was firmly planted on my ass, and he quickly averted his eyes as soon as he knew I had caught him. I waited one second, and as his eyes met mine, I smiled at him over my shoulder and continued down the hall, stopping halfway once again to listen to their conversation.
"So, like I said before Ains came in, you need a hot twenty-year-old to fuck her from your mind."
"Where the hell am I going to find that? I'm over the hill. Besides, I’m over Brittany, I just think I’m having a hard time with the loneliness."
I swallowed hard as I listened. One thing Spencer Brooks was not was over the hill.
"Surely you could find a girl at one of these functions of yours," my father responded.
"No, I don’t think so. However, you should come with me to this function on the twelfth, that way you can see what my company can do for you," he said to my father.
"You want me to go, but tell me this, why don't you use your own company to find your twenty-year-old then if it's so great?"
"My company isn't for hookups. It's for long-term, meaningful relationships, which is something I'm not sure I'm looking for right now. It's been a hard year for me. I think I just want to have some fun, you know, no strings."
"I understand. I remember how it was for me after Ain's mom left. However, like you, I don't know what I want." I heard my father say, "I'm not sure I want to get involved with someone long term. I've barely dated since Ainsley's mother left."
"I totally understand, but you won't know until you try something. I'll send you over a trial pass, that way you can look around, and if you don't like what you see, no hard feelings. I'll send over a couple extras for some of your friends at work too."
"Sounds good, Spencer. I've got to get going. It’s grocery day. I also have errands to run in the city."
