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My chest hurts from the reminder of her. She’s going to be disappointed in me when she finds out that I went on a date with Balthazar.
Maybe once I tell her what he said, she’ll realize he’s not a bad guy. I sure hope so.
I lay the clothes on the bed and beeline to my jewelry box. The gold chain with a sparkly star Quinn gave me for Christmas one year lies on the beige velvet. I miss her so much.
That was the best year of my life, living in the apartment with my brother and her coming over all the time. Thanks to them I was always warm and well-fed and wanted in our little family.
Doubtful I’d ever find that again, I’d agreed on a few dates with Casey even though I knew he wasn’t the one. I was wrong and shouldn’t have done that. In the nicest way possible, I need to tell him the truth.
Although the conversation will be awkward, honesty is best for both of us. Especially if I’m going to start dating Balthazar. I’m not a cheater and don’t want to lead Casey on or appear ambiguous in my feelings about him.
That’s not fair to a friend. Which is exactly what I want Casey to be going forward. Losing his friendship would hurt and forever be uncomfortable between us.
I clasp the choker around my throat and yank off my pajamas. Balthazar said he liked them but I’m sure he was just being nice. They’re much too silly for his taste.
In the past I’ve never thought much about my bra and panties but today I wish I had something cute and sexy. Even though Balthazar won’t see them, some silk and lace lingerie would make me feel more confident than plain cotton.
Nothing I can do about it now. I hurry and dress so I can finish my hair. Studying myself in the mirror, I give myself a six for sophistication. I need more.
I flip up my collar and unfasten my top button, so my necklace shows better. That seems London like. Sensual but not slutty.
I grab the gold hoop earrings that make my ears itch and race back to the bathroom. I’m horrible with the flat iron, always burning myself somehow. But if I don’t want to embarrass myself with Balthazar, I need to be as fancy as possible.
Balthazar
When I pull up in front of Seraphina’s place, I park behind a cargo truck with the back gate already raised. Men unload boxes and place them in neat stacks on the asphalt. A guy wearing a toolbelt and holding a clipboard stands on the stoop to her building.
Excellent. I appreciate employees who are prompt and obedient, especially when it comes to her security.
As I climb out, I receive chin lifts of deference from each of them. Obviously, they know who I am and what this job means to me and quickly return to their work. The project manager rushes toward me.
“Good morning, Mr. Wiseman. We’re all ready to install the security system for you.”
I nod in approval. “Let me get my girl and then it’s all yours.”
His head bobs with anxiety. “Yes sir. Very good sir.”
The tension in his voice pleases me. Not that I need everyone to be terrified of me. However, it always helps if they are. Then I can trust they’ll do exactly what I demand.
Eager to see her again after our doubt filled discussion last night, I jet through the entryway and up the steps, banging on the cheap wood once I arrive at her apartment. “Open up angel.”
The door unlocks too slowly, and I barge inside at the first crack, unwilling to wait for any pleasantries. A raging blush burns on her cheeks as she stumbles back a few steps from me crowding her space.
“Hi.”
My balls tighten from her shy tone. Big brown eyes meet mine before her gaze drifts to the side. Almost as if she’s intimidated by me again.
Unable to resist, I cage her against the wall, forcing her to look up at me. Luscious lips part with a deep intake of air, and I take full advantage. Cupping her face with my palms, I sweep inside her mouth tasting a cool minty flavor that makes my cock pulse in my boxer briefs.
The effect must be the same on her as she moans slightly and tilts her head allowing me complete admission. Which has me imagining the sensation of her granting me the same access to every other place on her body. Will she groan and flush and writhe against me like she is now?
I lean back, drinking her in as she shivers and watches me with dilated eyes burning from the flames scorching between us from only a simple, single kiss. I sneak my thumb underneath her necklace and smile from her racing pulse. The chain is taut from my grasp and her breathing picks up, seemingly enjoying the pressure.
My other hand glides downward, lingering for too brief of a second on the swell of her small, pert tits to her waist. Fake silk fabric bunches under my fist when I stroke to the small of her back to keep her pressed to me, my cock nestled against her belly.
“Balthazar.”
When she breathes my name, I have to tamp down the beast inside wanting to taste the delicate skin of her slender throat while I explore her luscious pussy with my fingers that I know is just as sweet as the rest of her.
