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“Fuck,” I hiss to myself. “Fuck.”
Quickly, I clean myself up and slide my phone into my pocket as I grab my keys by the front door and lock up behind me. Leaving the building, I head down to my car and straight to Coleman.
It doesn’t take me long to get to his place. I know Parker has a job, but I also know that when her parents died, she got a hefty trust fund, the bulk of which her selfish aunt and uncle were unable to get their hands on.
Her condo is paid for in cash, her assets heavily diversified, and her paycheck she spends on her monthly bills, being conservative enough that she’s able to continue saving, even in this economy.
That says something about her. She’s young, but she isn’t stupid or selfish. In fact, she’s light-years ahead of even men when it comes to finances, and I like that.
There’s something about watching her, about learning everything I can about her before I actuallyfuckher that is a goddamn turn-on.
The foreplay is out of this fucking world.
Even if she doesn’t realize that’s what’s happening, which is even fucking hotter, and I hope to keep it this way for a while. She has no goddamn clue in the world that I’m here, jacking off to the sight of her naked body.
That I watch her.
That I crave her.
That I plan on taking her for myself.
Soon.
As I drive toward Coleman’s, I can’t help but let the anticipation of this woman, of taking her once and for all, consume me. I know it will take some time, but I don’t think I have ever been this excited about something in my life aside from joining the family. I also don’t think I’ve ever been this patient.
Usually, I take what I want when I want it.
Waiting for anything has never even been a thought in my head, except when it comes to Parker. Waiting for her is a fun little game I crave, and I’m quite enjoying myself.
Coleman’s place comes into view, and I pull up to the street, where I see him leaning against the wall, waiting for me. He pushes off and makes his way toward me. Opening the passenger door, he sinks down into the seat, clearing his throat as he slams the door.
“Took you long enough.”
“Had to take care of something,” I grunt.
“Whacking off while you watch your little doll?” he asks.
Instead of answering him, I lift my hand and flip him the bird. He lets out a bark of laughter as I ease the car into traffic. Instead of trying to get more information out of me or fucking around, he gives me directions to the house.
It’s in Preston Hollow, which is not the slums by any means. In fact, we ride up to a house that’s worth at least five million dollars. I shift my gaze over to Coleman. “How exactly does this man associate with Dad?”
“Commercial real estate,” Coleman murmurs.
“Not living here. Explain further,” I demand.
Coleman turns to me, his eyes darkening, and I know he’s getting ready to tell me something that either I won’t want to hear or that I’m not supposed to know.
It doesn’t matter.
He’s going to tell me because I should fucking know what the hell is going on here. This isn’t just about a building that the government is going to lease from us. This is more.
“He sells IDs, flawless IDs.”
“And?” I ask.
“Ones that get certified by the government and validated.”
“How?” I ask. Although, I still don’t think that’s all he’s doing. This house alone is worth millions.
