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“No.” I get up and start walking circles around the kitchen, randomly opening door after door, reminding myself of what is kept in each cupboard. “Do you have any available appointments today?”
“On a Friday? No, Jesse. Not in any personal shopper’s world would they have an opening on a Friday at this late notice.”
“Not even for me?” I ask, ashamed of the coyness in my voice.
“What’s it worth?”
I laugh to myself. A few months ago, it would have beenwellworth Zoe’s while squeezing me in last minute. Both financially and otherwise. These days? “I’m seeing someone,” I blurt, once again ashamed for how I’ve played that down. “Dating.”
“Wow.”
“I know.” I frown at myself. “Actually, it’s more than dating. I’m thinking of proposing.”
She laughs, and doesn’t that speak volumes? “You? Married?”
“Don’t sound so shocked,” I grumble, seriously offended, with no right to be.
“I’m sorry,” Zoe relents. “It’s just...well, you’re Jesse Ward.”
“Reformed.”
“And who is the lucky lady who’s taken the lord off the market?” she asks. “And is she prepared for the backlash?”
“Jesus, Zoe, I called for an appointment, not an audition for Mastermind.”
“And what would your specialist subject be?”
Fucking everything up. I lean back against the counter, looking down my well-formed naked body to my well-formed cock. “I don’t have a specialist subject.” We all know that’s not true. “Can you help me or not? I promised her a new dress for an important party.”
“Oh, is this The Manor anniversary?”
“Yes.” If she tries to get an invite out of me...I’ll have to give her one.Damn it.I’mthe one who has more than used my sex appeal to get things I want, when I want them.Ava is no exception, it seems.I’m now banking on Zoe’s professional psyche...and her love of my pecuniary generosity. “We need a dress and a few other things. But don’t mention the other things. She’s...” How do I put it? “Independent.”
“Aren’t we all?”
“Ava especially so. Or at least she likes to try and prove she is.”
“Ava, huh?”
“Yes, Ava. She’s an interior designer. I met her when she came to The Manor to look at the extension.” That still hasn’t progressed. Do I care? So long as Ava and I are progressing? “Can you help me? I’ll be spending anobsceneamount of money.” I can’t make it worthwhile for Zoe in one way, so I’ll pay her double her normal commission.
“How very Pretty Woman of you.”
“Please?”
She sighs. “I’m just getting on the Tube. I’ll look at my diary and text you.”
“You’re a legend. And will you tell Hans in the jewelry department to expect me?”
“Sure. I’ll be your PA as well as your personal shopper.”
“Thanks, Zoe, I owe you.” I hang up and tap my phone on my chin, thinking of the best way to get our day off together to the best start. That’s easy. I look down at my dick. It agrees.
I leave my phone and take myself upstairs, and I lift the covers, my eyes taking a long, appreciative jaunt from her shoulder blades, down her spine to her arse. I slide in behind her and spoon her, curling myself around her body, smelling her hair, kissing her shoulder, rolling my groin into her backside, marveling at how perfectly my body cocoons hers. “Wake up, sleepy head,” I whisper, reaching for my dick and stroking it to full hardness, slipping it across the crack of her arse, humming as I work my way down to her entrance, rolling the wet, swollen crown of my erection there, preparing her. A sleepy murmur. A mild arch of her body as I slip into her on a suppressed, broken groan, moving my hands to her hips, holding her. God, how she’s always ready for me.
She breathes out, her hands coming over her head and resting in my hair, and she cranes her neck, looking back at me with sleepy, half-open eyes as I pump carefully, the pleasure rippling through me calmly. Her mouth opens invitingly, pulling my lips onto hers, and we kiss as deeply as I plunge, our pace becoming more urgent with each drive, our tongues wilder, our bodies tighter.
“Ava, I can’t get enough of you,” I say, my mouth becoming clumsy, my brain scrambled. “Promise you’ll never leave me.”
