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We had decided to let our enemies continue to think that our alliance was shaky and use that to our advantage. To aid with that, we arranged for a few of our men to spread the rumour that we were suspicious about the attacks, thought they were by the Albanians, and that Glowacki might even be involved. Further to our rumours, Glowacki arranged to get one of his own out that two of his men were missing, and he was suspicious we might be involved. We wanted our enemies to believe their scheme was working until we understood the full extent of their plans and could decide how to deal with it.
The meeting had been intense but at least it had helped keep my mind off a certain someone for a while. However, by the time we got back home, my mind was back to obsessing over her. I decided to call Marcie first thing in the morning at her office and get her to give me the waitress’s number. I didn’t like having to wait, but since I didn’t have Marcie’s personal number, there was nothing I could do about it.
First thing the following morning I hurried to my office and called Exquisite Events. Unfortunately, Marcie’s secretary told me she was on holiday, and Derrick was out of the office on business for a few days. Damn it! I really wanted to see my Little Miss Hot Mess again.
All I could think about was our rather messy but delicious roll around in the trash. In fact, that kiss had been replaying in my mind on a loop, as evidenced by the almost constant semi I had sported for the last few days, much to the chagrin of my trousers! She really was becoming an obsession.
I couldn’t get the woman out of my head. It didn’t help that everyone kept teasing me about her, either. Derrick hadn’t been the only one who’d caught our cream-covered romp. Anton had apparently stuck his head in the kitchen and saw what had happened, too, and told Luca, who then told Miki, who took great delight in telling everyone else.
So, now all my family and friends knew what a fool I’d made of myself over my Little Miss Hot Mess, as they all now referred to her too, ever since I’d let the little nickname slip to Sonia. They were having way too much fun at my expense. Funny, though, I didn’t really mind. I actually enjoyed it. It was nice having a laugh with my family again, even if it was at my expense.
Nevertheless, not knowing when I might see her again was torture.
I ran my hands through my hair and blew out a breath in frustration. There was nothing for it. I would just have to wait a bit longer, but I was a patient man; I would wait another few days if I had to. In the meantime, I had responsibilities to deal with.
One of which was my business dinner with John Peacock and his oh-so-delightful wife, Mitzie. God, that was a blast! I spent most of the dinner fending off her wandering hands under the table while she sat way too close to me in the booth I had stupidly reserved for us. I made a note to never sit in a booth if I ever had the unfortunate pleasure of dining again with the Peacocks. I felt nauseous at the thought.
I would much rather have had dinner with my Little Miss Hot Mess and have her get all handy with me. Now, there was a female I wouldn’t have wanted to fight off. As soon as I found out who she was and contacted her, I planned on inviting her out on a date and hoped like hell she agreed. No, that wouldn’t be a problem. I would pull out all the stops to ensure that she did. I went to bed that night imagining all the ways I could do that.
I tried hard to keep myself busy on Tuesday. I had plenty to do. Romi and I met with Dariusz Glowacki. We were working hard to set things up so that outwardly it appeared that cracks were forming in our alliance, while we worked together behind the scenes to both pull that off and help the Glowacki’s route out their traitors.
I did my best to keep my mind focused on the business at hand, but it wasn’t an easy task. Since our kiss, I just couldn’t get the sexy waitress out of my mind. No matter how hard I tried not to think about her, my thoughts strayed to her, and every time they did, my cock reacted.
So, by Wednesday, I was chapping at the bit to locate her. I could have asked Marko to get her number for me. He could have hacked into the files at Exquisite Events and found it for me in no time. However, we used Marcie’s company a lot and planned on continuing to do so; plus, I liked her and so didn’t want to do anything which would breach our relationship. Also, to be honest, I didn’t want my family to know just how obsessed I was becoming. They worried about me enough.
I had business to attend to that morning, but afterwards, I returned to the Estate for lunch. It turned out to be only Sonia and me; everyone else was busy. I kissed her on the cheek before sitting down.
While we ate, we chatted about the family businesses, and then Sonia asked if I’d managed to get the number of the pretty waitress.
“Not yet,” I told her.
“What? The great Saschenka Rominov can’t get the number of a pretty waitress he’s obsessed with?” she exclaimed in mock shock.
“Ha, you’re losing it!” she taunted.
So, I threw a roast potato at her, shocking her and hitting her chest, leaving a greasy stain on her pretty cream top. Her eyes widened then narrowed, and she grinned evilly and threw it back at me. I ducked, and it missed. I quickly picked up a forkful of peas and pinged them towards her. A full-on food fight ensued, and we laughed our heads off until the table, floor, and we were a mess.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe we did that!” she said, still laughing.
“Obviously, Little Miss Hot Mess has made even more of an impact on you than I’d thought!”
“What are you talking about?” I asked, frowning.
“She’s obviously got you longing for food games,” she winked and wiggled her eyebrows at me.
“Very funny!” I rolled my eyes.
“I think I like this girl already,” she smirked.
“Seriously, you need to get with that girl!” she stated.
I tutted and rolled my eyes again at her comment, and she chuckled then sobered.
“Ash, you haven’t been this playful in years. Then you meet her, and your fun side has come out twice already.”
“After only one kiss! Imagine how much nicer you’ll be to live with if you actually got laid,” she smirked.
“Ha, ha,” I laughed, picked up a potato off the floor and chucked it at her again as she burst into giggles.
