Hunger (Seductors #2)

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rather pleasing to the eye. I caught a glimpse of his body in Macon when I walked into the wrong bathroom. On purpose, of course. He still didn’t succumb to my powers, though, even when I dropped my own towel in shock.” I counted to ten inside my head as I focused on breathing deeply. I would not react. She was testing me. I couldn’t let her see that I had feelings for Oliver.
    “I think you’ll find that Oliver has better taste in women than you,” I spat back sarcastically.    
    “You’re really going there? I’m more of a woman than you’ll ever be. I bet that blonde color is really from a bottle.”
    “Oh, because you’re not fake at all,” I snorted. “Are your tits even real? They get bigger each year.”   
    “I’m not staying here to be insulted. If you have any questions about the contacts, you can call Miles. He has all the information, too.”
    “I wasn’t planning on asking you anyway,” I called as she stormed toward my door.
    “You have one huge fucking chip on your shoulder, Jade!” she yelled. “This isn’t over!”
    “Whatever,” I yawned, not even looking at her. When I heard my door slam, I chuckled to myself.
    I had to admit I didn’t like the idea of Oliver going to Russia with Alicia for two weeks. I’d have to do something drastic to make sure he didn’t forget me while he was over there with her.

    “I like your use of color, Jade,” Brian mused, looking over my designs. I continued to edge around the table. Even though I was with four other designers, the creep kept standing next to me . “I could use this design in any of my showcase apartments all over the world.” He wasn’t impressing me with his wealth. In fact, I couldn’t wait to leave this damn job. I just needed a good excuse first.
    “Oh, I don’t know about that. These colors would be too bright for Europe,” one of the designers countered. She’d been giving me the bitch brow all morning. “I’d take out the orange, too.”
    “I disagree,” the tanned man, whose name I kept forgetting, replied. “You need the warmth. It’s a gallery, remember. I think it works.”
    “The design itself is a piece of art,” Brian grinned, nudging me with his shoulder. “Well done, Jade.” Wow! All this praise and I was only pretending to be an interior designer. “Okay, I think it’s time to break for lunch.”
    I looked down at my phone to check the time, noticing I had a message from Oliver.
    What time are you taking lunch today?
    I’m not sure I can wait until tomorrow night to see you.
    My heart inflated when I read his words. A lunch date, too. I really was starting to crack his defenses.
    I typed a quick response while the others in the room were chatting with each other.
    Actually, I’m taking lunch right now.
    Where did you want to meet?
    Shall I come to your office? J xx
    His reply was instant.
    No, I’ll meet you outside my building.
    In…10 minutes. Is that okay with you?
    That’s fine. See you soon. :) x
     
    I figured his response was because he didn’t want any of his employees to see us together. I tried to rise above it, but it still hurt a little.
    “Jade, did you want to join me for lunch?” Brian called as I looked up from my phone.
    “Oh, I’m sorry. I have plans to meet someone.”
    “Oliver?” he glared, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yes,” I smiled, picking my bag up. “I’ll see you in an hour.”

    Oliver was already waiting for me outside his building. How a guy could look so delectable just standing there in a dark suit was beyond me, but I had the familiar ache in between my legs as I approached him.  
    “Hey,” I called from behind him. Once again, he struck me down with those deadly dark eyes of his as he turned around to face me.
    “Hi,” he sighed, taking a deep breath in. He looked really stressed.
    “Are you okay?” I asked, touching his shoulder.
    “It’s been a long morning. I just needed to get out of the office for an hour.”
    “Trouble running

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