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“Ugh,” I rubbed my eyes before leaning over, yanking it into my hand. The second I touched it, Jameson’s number flashed on the screen. Then I glanced at the time. It was barely seven in the morning. Why was he calling me so damn early? Before I had a chance to see if he’d left a message, a text came through.
I sat up with it in my hand, already grousing about the day. The buyer from Paris had insisted on flying to the States for a meeting. Sighing, I threw off the covers, planting my feet on the floor. The last thing I wanted to do was to be forced to parade the Parisian around the club, treating him to all the various luxuries Carnal Sins offered.
Why the fuck now?I typed back.
Jameson was on his game this morning, his answer coming quickly.Because ten million dollars is on the table.
Fine. You pick the arrogant ass up from the airport.I grinned after typing the words.
Be nice and you owe me one.
Yeah, I owed him more than one. Jameson had gotten my ass out of trouble more times than I could count. I tossed the phone onto the nightstand, trying to mentally prepare for the long day ahead. As soon as I stood, my thoughts drifted to Lark, my hard-on the reason. How long had it been since I’d awakened already hard? Long enough I wouldn’t admit to anyone, including my buddies. They’d laugh their asses off at me.
Well deserved.
I’d been in a fog for far too long.
I drifted into the bathroom, tossing cold water in my face then brushing my teeth. What would I do with the beautiful woman for one full week? I had far too many filthy ideas. Her scent lingered, pushing my thoughts of a shower aside until I’d had at least two cups of coffee. Her fragrance was far too enticing, my balls swelling as the lingering floral essence kicked my libido into overdrive.
I grabbed a pair of jeans, certain she was still asleep. I’d kept her up until the wee hours of the morning. The fact she’d crawled to me remained a delicious, sinful thought, her actions something I hadn’t expected. Maybe she was trying to ply me with obedience, so I’d relax my rules.
Not a chance.
The grin remained on my face as I lumbered out of the room, glancing toward the end of the hall. Her door was still closed. Why not let her sleep? Her day would be filled with kink. My mood improved with the thought, and I jogged downstairs to the kitchen. As soon as I hit the doorway, the smell of coffee brought an entirely different mindset. A woman in my house making herself at home. Her home too, if only for a little while.
There was no reason my heart began to race, but I backed against the kitchen wall to catch my breath. Shit. This was going to be more difficult than I’d led myself to believe. As I attempted to shake it off, I noticed she’d left a coffee mug in front of the machine. After pouring a cup, I listened for any sounds then headed for the living room, glancing out into the yard. While the morning sun was just peeking over the horizon, I could tell she wasn’t anywhere in the backyard.
I meandered back into the kitchen, noticing the door leading to the garage was cracked. She was determined to figure out who I was. I headed for the door, swinging it open, leaning against the doorjamb. She’d found my collection of cars, moving slowly through the various vehicles, a mug between her hands. She’d discovered my collection of tee shirts, which meant she’d been inside my room after I’d gone to sleep. To see her body dwarfed by the cotton, walking in bare feet, her hair mussed from sleep pushed my cock to the aching point.
Lark didn’t sense my presence, now sliding her fingers down the hood of one of my prized possessions.
Only when I was a few feet away did her body tense. She didn’t bother glancing in my direction, continuing her inspection instead.
“You have eclectic tastes,” she said after a few seconds. “A Humvee, a Dodge Ram, a nineteen ninety-six Corvette GS, a nineteen seventy-eight Trans Am, and this beauty, a Shelby GT Ford 500 Cobra.”
I walked closer. “Impressive. You should look inside the Shelby. The dashboard is signed by Carroll Shelby himself.”
“Very nice, also rare.” She finally lifted her head, shifting her eyes toward me. Her dazzling light green eyes shimmered in the bank of LED lights. “An epoxy floor, a lift, and a pristine environment. Not what I expected.”
“And what exactly did you expect?”
Her brow furrowed as she thought about my question. “Maybe a butler.”
She had me chuckling.
I took my time moving closer, finding it difficult to keep my gaze off her long legs. They were meant to be around my hips while I fucked her long and hard. My, wasn’t I the savage man this morning? “I’m curious. How do you know so much about cars?”
She shrugged, taking a sip of her coffee before answering. “My father wanted a boy. He had a collection of cars when I was younger. I was trying to find something to get closer to him, so I learned. I found I enjoyed it. Plus, I’ve always enjoyed the Barrett Jackson car auction on television. They have the most fabulous cars. Now, you have me curious.” She walked toward the long wall of tools, plucking a wrench from one of the wall hangers. “You’re a man who likely hires someone to do everything for you, yet you have more tools than most mechanics. Why?”
I closed the distance, barely able to keep my hands off her. “I worked on cars when I was younger. You might find it hard to believe, but I even had a job in a mechanic’s shop a long time ago. I prefer keeping my vehicles maintained myself. Then I know I’m getting quality service, or I can blame no one else if I fuck it up. This is my respite from the world, a place where I can lose the demons crowding my mind.” I was surprised I’d admitted that to her.
“The reason for the sign?” She pointed toward the wall, her lips curling at the edges. “Be gone, demons. This is a place of salvation?”
“Catchy, eh?” I laughed but it was the truth. While spending time in the garage, I could lose myself, easing the savage thoughts.
“What demons could a man of your prowess and power possibly have?”
“We all have demons, Lark. Even someone as breathtaking as you.”
