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"So, that’s what you think I’m looking for, hmm?"
"Iknowthat’s what you’re looking for." Her voice is smug.
Without looking up, I turn the sheet over and begin to write. I take my time, and the seconds stretch.
She moves around in her seat.
I ignore her.
She taps her fingers on the table. "Is this going to take long?"
"You have somewhere else to be, Ms. Easton?"
"N-no," she stutters.
I keep writing, and she continues to fidget. When I raise my gaze to hers, it’s to find she’s biting her nails. She flushes, then lowers her hand. "Sorry, bad habit. I do it when I’m nervous. I also talk too much when things are too quiet, but you know that."
I place my pen down on the desk, then push the paper across to her.
She blinks. "What’s this?"
"Why don’t you read it out aloud?"
A wrinkle appears between her eyebrows, then she does as I asked.
"Number one. Must be a virgin." She huffs. "What a surprise you kept that in. Number two. Will be ready for me anytime, anyplace, especially in a public place." She freezes. "A public place?"
"Nothing like a little bit of exhibitionism to keep things fresh."
She bites down on her lower lip, and my gaze lowers to her mouth. "That arouses you, hmm?"
"What? No. Of course, not." She squirms around in the chair and my lips twitch.
Clearly, she’s lying, but I’m not going to call her out on it… Yet. Also, this is the most fun I’ve had since… My smile fades…Since the time I hung out with Cade and Declan before I left on my mission. I’ve avoided them since. Fact is, I’m not ready to meet them.
Life changed for them while I was away. They’re married and happy and I’d, no doubt, burst the bubble of their contentment with my unsociable mood. No, I’m not ready to hang out with my friends yet. Her though… She’s different. And she’s not a friend. She’s… An employee? A paid lackey? A woman who keeps my interest engaged and is so entertaining to be with, I’m able to push to the back of my mind the ordeal I went through. A woman I need to keep my distance from. A woman I need to fuck and get out of my system? I stiffen. Now, that’s a possibility.
She continues reading. "Number three. Will challenge me and go toe-to-toe with me—" She jerks her chin in my direction. "You want someone who can challenge you?"
"It’s what keeps things interesting." I raise a shoulder. "If someone gives in too quickly, where’s the excitement in that?"
She rolls her eyes. "Are you planning a business transaction or trying to find a bride?"
"The first, obviously."
"Ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer," she mumbles under her breath. I hear her anyway.
"You sassing me, Little Dove?"
"Just stating a fact."
"How could you, when you don’t know me at all?"
She looks up at me for a second, her gaze contemplative, then glances back at the sheet. "Number four. Will value her family. Number five. Will follow her instinct when it comes to making decisions. Number six. Curvy, plus-size with a figure that embodies her heart— You want her to have curves?!" she bursts out.
"You should have gathered that by now." I tilt my head. "I like my woman to be soft and feminine and have the kind of hips that are perfect for childbearing."
"Of course there’s a practical reason to it,” she huffs.
