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After giving me some time to calm down, Steve shows me his office and around the top floor, which makes his apartment look small by comparison.
Pointing it out as the light fades from day to night, I can see the top of his apartment building from up this high.
His huge body close behind mine, his hand on my shoulder while the other points it out, really makes it feel like Steve is a man who knows what he wants.
And he knows how to get it.
After just a little while alone again, talking about the view and a dozen other things that don’t really matter, I realize it doesn’t matter either way to me.
If I own a building or a business, or if I have nothing.
As long as I’m with Steve, that’s all that matters.
And I think that’s what he’s been trying to tell me in his own way since we met. Not because I just signed some papers.
He’s showing me everything between us and the view of his apartment, the car, and bags of things inside it.
They’re just things.
What counts is the connection we’ve made.
The bond between us, as friends as well as lovers.
Teammates, as he likes to put it. But I know now it goes a helluva lot deeper than that.
Soul mates are more like it.
Like so many things to do with Steve, my new wardrobe appears as if by magic, but only because he’s already instructed it all to be brought up.
His dinner recommendation makes me more than a little nervous, but it’s clear that Steve Carter is easing me into the deep end of his lifestyle. His world.
Not to show off or boast about himself, but because he’s decided I’m a part of it all now.
The main focus of it, if I’m honest with myself.
And he’s become the center of my world so quickly too. I only wish I could figure out what he sees in me or what I have to bring to the table for the man who has everything.
But I think the answer to that may already be growing inside me.
A lot like his penthouse apartment, Steve’s office is huge but functional.
A home away from home, with two bathrooms, walk-in changing room, and a bedroom that almost mirrors the one across town.
“For every time I need to pull an all-nighter or just can’t be bothered to get myself home,” he remarks casually.
“Do you do anything besides work?” I have to ask, hoping I’m not hitching myself to a man I’ll never see because he’s always at the office.
“I do now,” he assures me, hooking his arms around my waist and leaning down to kiss me, making me feel every bit his queen.
Making me feel like I belong the more time that passes.
“What should I wear?” I ask him, already regretting that I sound so stupid.
So unable to make a decision anymore, but I really want to make Steve happy.
“Wear whatever makes you feel good,” he assures me, pecking my lips. “It’s not gonna be fancy. And not because I’m cheap,” he grins.
“I just haven’t been there in a while,” he recalls, instantly setting my mind at ease and reminding me that not everything Steve Carter does has a six-figure price tag.
