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His eyes widened and a slow smile spread across his face. “Oh. Don’t you have Hyport meetings?”
“Yes, but Bradley’s taking them for me. I sent the CEO an email.”
I had, late last night while on the flight to Hunter Valley. I wrote Robert personally, telling him that my bride needed me for a day and that my assistant would fill in. After our little chat in his office, I figured he’d understand.
“The woman at the coffee shop told me she was here.”
When I flew out last night, I’d been thinking with my dick, which wasn’t all that smart at logistics.
I landed after midnight and while I could have texted Eve to find out where the hell she lived so I could show up and fuck the hell out of her, she wouldn’t be awake. Not a coffee shop owner whose doors opened at six. When I woke up this morning, I went directly to the shop, but fuck… she wasn’t there.
“Yeah.” He nodded. “She’s stocking the cafe, the storeroom for the restaurant itself, and the coffee stations in each room.”
I sighed. Fucking finally.
“That’s a big contract for her,” I said, impressed.
“Only the best for James Corp. We just finished and I sent everyone else home for the day since the weather is turning to shit. We’re supposed to get a foot before dinner and then another two feet overnight. I hope you weren’t planning on flying out later.”
“I was.”
“You aren’t now. I was waiting for Eve to follow her back to town, but if you’re here, I’ll head out.”
It was time to stake my claim. I’d been kidding myself that I was content fucking her on hard surfaces and then flying off to make business deals. Or just watching and talking with her in the cam room.
She needed to know I was the one who was fucking her from now on. Me and only me. Plus, I was tired of jerking off to a livestream of her on my laptop.
“I’ll keep her safe,” I replied, assuring him so maybe he’d fucking leave already.
“Good.” He pointed behind me. “She’s that way.”
I headed toward the cafe where there was a small service counter and bakery case, both currently bare. There, facing the wall of shelves, was my woman. Fucking finally. I’d recognize that ass anywhere. She had on a thick fuzzy purple sweater, jeans, and shearling boots. Completely covered because it was fucking cold and snowing… and she wasn’t on her bed in the cam room with me.
“Eve.”
She spun around, a glass jar filled with coffee beans in her hand. Her face lit up. “Silas. What are you–”
I didn’t give her time to talk further. I’d been across the country staring at her in sexy sweaters reading about being railed by a CEO through my laptop. She was in front of me.
I could touch her.
And kiss her.
So I did.
My naughty, sexy woman whose scent was citrus and coffee and somehow tasted like sweet pastry and sin. Her mouth and her pussy.
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EVE
Silas was kissing me.Kissingme. Not a peck, but an onslaught. A mouth assault. A… wow. One second, I was sprucing up the cafe with decorative jars of coffee beans, the next I was being kissed.
Oh.
Oh.
Silas turned so I bumped into the counter, then the wall, then the closed door, our teeth clashing.
