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“Oh, hello there, puppy, who are you?” she greets him, not caring that he is getting hair all over her black suit as she pats him, making his tail wag like crazy.
“Sid, down.” I use the tone of voice he understands. He turns his head and gives me the disappointed look but reluctantly drops his paws back onto the ground. Yeah, I know, buddy. I like having my hands on her too.
“He is adorable, Nicholas.” Crouching down to love him up again, I can see she is a softie at heart. The way people respond to animals says a lot about their soul, in my opinion.
“When he wants to be, but he can also be a pain in the ass.” I slap my leg, signaling him to come to me, and he does as he is told straight away. “Good boy, Sid. Have you been looking after the place since I was home?”
Wagging his tail at me, he darts off to find his dirty, slobbery tennis ball, dropping it at my feet. “Not now, Sid, we have a guest that I need to get settled. We can play later. Go annoy the sheep like you love to do.” Taking off up the back field, he forgets about Victoria while he is in the search of something to chase.
Taking her hand, we walk through the back door and into the kitchen, stopping at the sink so we can both wash our hands from the dog smell that Sid inflicted on us.
“I’ve never seen a kitchen this big. Is it wasted on you, or do you have a personal chef?” she asks, laughing as I lean against the island counter.
“That is very presumptuous of you, Miss Packer. I do in fact have a personal chef—me.” I point to my chest, and she smirks.
“Right, so what is your signature dish, eggs on toast?” she teases, running her hand along the counter across from me, feeling the solid white marble with flecks of silver and black through it that makes the kitchen look as good as it does.
“Actually, for starters, it’s a mixture of homemade breads, served with my secret recipe herb butter and olive oil infused with garlic. Then, on to main with roast duck with a cooled plum sauce, served on a bed of garlic sweet potato mash, broccolini, and garden-fresh carrots. Then I finish the meal off with a triple-chocolate tart, with King Island cream.” I look at her, frozen in her spot.
“What’s wrong, not to your liking?” I ask, waiting for her brain to kick in.
“You like to cook?” I’m walking toward her now as she asks the question that makes me laugh.
“Victoria, in my former life, I was a chef and a good one. You really need to do better research on your boyfriend.”
Covering her face with her hands, she tries to hide her embarrassment. But to me, it speaks of so much comfort. She doesn’t know the me that the world all thinks they know. Instead, she gets to meet me here in the relaxed environment of my home.
“I’m not one of those internet trolls,” she says. “And to be honest, you haven’t really given me much time to do anything. Every time I turn around you are whisking me off to some undisclosed location. Okay, so you’re some super-duper chef. What other talents have you got?”
I try not to groan. She could not have made it any easier for me if she tried. But then again, maybe that’s what she’s planning on.
Taking her hand, I lead her to the stairs in the hallway.
“Many, and I think it’s time I show you.” Just as we reach the bottom of the staircase, I can’t wait any longer. Pushing her against the wall, I lean over her just as we were in the alley in Rome.
“Feels familiar,” she whimpers.
“Maybe so, but I can guarantee I won’t be stopping at a kiss.”
And doing exactly as I did that first day, I kiss her like my life depends on it, leaving us both panting.
I kiss up her neck and nibble on her ear. “You had me as hard as stone in that boardroom. Your fire is my aphrodisiac, and I can’t control myself.” I drop my hand to the front of her leg and pull her skirt up slowly so I can feel her thigh.
“Fuck…” I moan, biting down on her lip as my hand finds thigh-high stockings and a garter belt. “These better have been worn for me and not him,” I growl, thinking back to finding her with another man earlier.
My possessiveness taking over, I pick her up in my arms. I don’t want the answer, and there is no time to waste. I need to claim her once and for all in my bed. I take her to where she belongs.
“What if I said I was on my way to your office after lunch to try to seduce you after we had our usual discussion…” Now she is running her hands through my hair as I charge up the stairs and into my bedroom.
I place her down on the rug at the end of my bed in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror. “Then I say, fucking seduce me, you horny minx. You have my full attention.”
I begin unbuttoning my shirt as she stands there looking at me. “I’m waiting, Victoria, naked now!”
And my command is all she needs to fall into the spell.
Our lust is insatiable, and I intend to explore it fully to see if it can be more.
Against my better judgment and the fear of being hurt, today is the beginning of opening my heart to a woman I can’t say no to.
