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I chuckled. “Yet there’s still a line.”
“The app’s still in beta. I wanted to give it rigorous testing before we released it to the public,” he explained devilishly.
“So this is your personal app to get Japanese crepes whenever you want?” I asked, my heart pounding from the intensity of his gaze.
Remy smirked. “You’ve gotta watch them make it. It’s very cool.”
As we watched the crepe batter being smoothed and flipped on a circular hot plate, I was fascinated. With it cooked, sliced bananas were placed on it and rolled. Filling it with ice cream and topping it with whipped cream, it was torched into a crème brûlée. It looked amazing! But nothing could prepare me for my first bite.
“Oh my god!” I exclaimed, my eyes fighting to leave my skull.
“Right? Best million I’ve ever spent,” Remy said with a satisfied grin.
I coughed, hearing the price. But then took another bite.
“Yeah, probably,” I agreed digging in.
Sitting at a two-top opposite the guy I had been in love with my whole life and eating the most incredible desert I’ve ever had, I was in heaven. I never wanted this moment to end. When it did and I was left dipping in and out of the pools in his eyes, I brought up the obvious.
“So, I’m here. You have me. You can do with me whatever you want. What’s my job going to be? And if you say Japanese Crepe app tester, know that I will test the crème brûlée out of that thing.”
Remy laughed. “If that’s your dream, have at it. Personally, as long as you show up every day looking gorgeous, I don’t care what you do. And, by the way, you’re doing an excellent job so far.”
I playfully rolled my eyes hiding that my suit pants had lost another round to my erection. But eventually, when I was again able to stand, we got up and walked back to the office.
“So, what does your business actually do?” I asked as the blood slowly returned to my brain.
“During the last downturn in the economy, a lot of companies were cash-strapped. I provided the capital for them to meet their expenses in exchange for a stake in the company and generous interest rates.”
“Wait, are you a loan shark?” I blurted out.
Remy burst into laughter. “When you’re rich, it’s called being a Series D investor.”
We approached the brownstone’s office door and entered. “Does the ‘D’ stand for dick? Because that’s what loan sharks are,” I quipped.
“Officially, it doesn’t. But let’s be real. Sometimes a little dick is what some people are looking for,” Remy replied, smirking.
I blushed. “I wouldn’t know anything about that.”
“You’re more familiar with the bigger dicks? I would never have guessed that about you. But rest assured, Mr. Harris, my firm can help.”
Knowing I was turning bright red, I subtly brushed the front of my pants wondering how much was showing. But hearing someone clear their throat, we both looked up. Seeing who stood in front of us, I froze in panic.
Chapter 6
Remy
Seeing Eris Clément in the waiting area of my office ripped me out of the fantasy that I had briefly allowed myself and threw me back into reality. Armand’s pampered princess sat posed on my Le Corbusier chaise with her perfectly sculpted blonde curls and icy blue eyes that made clear her disdain for anything that got in her way.
Instinctually, I turned to Dillon beside me. He was visibly unnerved. I hated how she affected him.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, annoyed.
Eris offered a coy smile. “Can’t a girl just visit her soon-to-be husband at work?” she asked making the hairs on my arm stand on end. As I gritted my teeth she added, “I brought you an engagement gift, Silly.”
“What?” I asked, thrown off by her gesture. What was she doing?
“Things between us may not have started the way either of us would’ve chosen, but we can still make the best of it, can’t we?” She gestured toward a small box on the table. “Open it.”
