there something you needed, Bret?”
“Actually yes, Ian is insisting on working with you in finding his new home. I will assist you in finding potential properties, but you will be the one to arrange any showings.”
“I see, well Ian, as much as I appreciate you wanting to work with me, I feel you would be in better hands with Bret. His expertise will better assist you with the type of property you are looking for.”
“As I told you before, Vanessa, I’d much rather be in your hands.”
Just those words have my body trembling; the thought of that man in my hands has my sex filled with heat. I can feel my essence seeping through.
“Vanessa? Hello, did you hear me?”
“Oh Bret, I’m sorry, I got sidetracked in thought. What was it you were saying?”
“I said, you won’t need to have any worries with this. I will be here to assist you. Now, I will leave you with Ian to start working on a detail list. I’ll be in my office should you need me.”
“Fine. Okay, Ian let’s talk about the specifics you are looking for.”
“Dinner?” He asks me.
“Excuse me?”
“Tonight, dinner. I’ll pick you up at six. We’ll have dinner, then we will talk about what I specifically want.”
“I don’t think that is a good idea…besides, I have other plans for this evening already.”
“You will cancel them! I’ll see you at six!”
“No, I will not cancel, you will not see me at six!”
“Vanessa, are you refusing me? Because I will tell you this, I don’t do refusal, and nothing will please me more than to lay my hand across those beautiful ass cheeks of yours and show you what happens when I am refused.”
What the fuck!? As angry as that makes me, I can’t help but feel aroused by those words. “Ian, I don’t know who you think you are or what gives you the right to speak to me like that, but let me tell you this…you will keep your hands to yourself!” I can see the rage in his eyes.
“Vanessa, typically when a woman speaks to me like that she doesn’t sit right for days. Seeing that we have just met, I will let this slide… just this once. Now, I ask you again… Dinner tonight at six?”
“Ian, as I told you before, I already have plans with my family. I am willing to keep our meeting for Wednesday, I will also forget about the one hour limit since we will be discussing business.”
“Fine, Wednesday at six! We’ll go to dinner, not a coffee shop. That is non-negotiable!” He exclaims sternly.
“I’ll see you Wednesday, Ian. Now, if you will excuse me I would like to go over some listings with Bret so that I can have them with me when we meet.”
“Until then, Vanessa” He takes my hand and pulls me to him, placing a kiss on my cheek. He then turns and walks out of my office.
I need to call Brytney!
“Hey, Vanessa. How’s your day going? Anything you want Jack and I to bring with us tonight?”
“No, I’ve got it all covered. Is there any way you can slip out of work early? I need you to come to my office.”
“Yeah, that shouldn’t be a problem it’s a slow day. Is everything okay?”
“Yes… No… I don’t know, how soon can you get here?”
“Give me thirty…see you soon.”
“Thanks, Brytney…I’ll tell Helen to let you right in.”
Chapter Eight
“Finally! Shut the door!”
“Damn girl, what is going on!?” Brytney asks.
“Ian! That’s what’s going on, he was here in my office.”
“Holy fuck! Now, are you going to call the police?”
“No…no, it’s not like that; he’s looking to buy a house.”
“How do you know that’s his real intention?”
“I don’t know, but I have to tell you…since the day I met him I can’t think of anything else. Just a look or a touch from him makes me… well, you know.”
“No, Vanessa, I don’t know. What are you saying? Did something happen between the two of you?”
“Oh God, Brytney. NO! But….”
“Oh for fuck sake, Vanessa - you want him!”
“Brytney this isn’t a joke; I’ve never been affected like this by a man before. We are having dinner on Wednesday, a business dinner. I think I may have to cancel…do not think I can be around him and trust myself.”
“Vanessa, there is nothing wrong with getting turned on by another man…although, I must admit it’s a shock coming from you.”
“So, you think I’m overreacting?”
“Yes, I believe that you are. So let’s say we get out of here and get ready for dinner.”
“Okay, let me grab my things and tell Bret I’m heading out.” Pulling out my phone out of my pocket, I see I have a text from Shayne.
Hey baby, gonna be a little late. Won’t be able to pick up the wine, I’ll try and be home by 7:00…do not wait to eat, go ahead and start without me.
“We need to make a stop. Shayne is going to be late, I have to pick up the wine.”
“So, what’s on the menu for tonight?”
“Chicken Parmesan and Caesar Salad.”
“Sounds yummy. How about I tell Jack to meet me at your place, I’ll help you out?”
“That would be great!”
After picking up the wine, we head to my house to begin cooking dinner.
“Alright, salad is done. What else do you want me to do?”
“Go grab the dinner rolls, better yet, go get the door it must be Vince and Alice. Damn! They’re early tonight.”
“Hey, Vanessa?”
“Just take a bottle of wine out there; tell Vince I’ll be right out.”
“It’s not Vince that is here.”
“Well,
