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Authors: Skylar Cross
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me in.
I took a deep breath.
Here we go.
What I stepped into was unlike any apartment I had ever seen. Hell, it was unlike any private home I had ever seen.
Decorated in a modern masculine style with a white theme, it was a spacious and airy home with multiple rooms, gently separated by spaces and levels.
Each room was higher or lower than the other rooms. The huge kitchen was the highest with three steps leading down to a living area with a huge white couch and glass coffee table. Modern but non-pretentious art decorated the walls.
Another level down was a sitting area by huge windows leading to an outdoor patio that looked out at the vast ocean. A small bar with an array of liquors was built into the dividing wall between the sitting area and the kitchen. To my left and further down was another living area that led into a private hallway.
The place itself seemed to hum with sexual energy. It shouted I am man.
"Mr. Storm is on his way," said Forrester. "I just called him. He said to help yourself to anything in the kitchen."
Before I had a chance to say anything, Forrester was out the door and I was alone in the vast kingdom of Caden Storm.
I'm pretty certain Forrester isn't a butler or typical personal assistant. He had no personality and there was a distinct energy inside him. Kind of like a coiled snake waiting to strike. The same feeling I got from Agent Henderson.
So here I am. What do I do now?
May as well wander around a bit. After all, he knows I'm here.
As I moved from room to room, I felt H's presence. Even though I now know his real name, he's still H to me. Addictive like heroin.
I thought of him here, doing whatever he does. In one of the living areas, I picked up a pillow from the couch and put it up to my face, breathing in a hint of musk and pine.
Ding!
Was that the elevator? No, that was my clit. She was firing up. Down, girl.
I gently replaced the pillow and took a deep breath. But I couldn't stem the flow. All around me was the imprint of the most stunning man I had ever seen. I felt like I was alone with him right now in this empty cavern that is both rugged and elegant at the same time.
Nope, couldn't stop it. My girl was happy and when she gets happy she gushes uncontrollably.
Steel yourself, Kiri. You're here to find answers and return the damned key, not to lose control of yourself yet again. Get a grip!
I sat on the couch with my knees together and closed my eyes. I tried some deep breathing.
How many women have been here on this couch?
Shit, that's a bothersome thought. I saw pictures of H with an Asian girl, a blonde, and a Brazilian.
You know there are more. There must be more. Those three probably aren't even the tip of the iceberg. Not for a man like Caden Storm.
Breathe, Kiri, breathe!
I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths, attempting to calm both my thoughts and my liquid secretions.
The door clicked.
I shot up, pulling down my skirt and fluffing my hair. My heart went wild.
The door opened.
And there he was.
Chapter 3
A fire shot through me as Caden Storm's aquamarine eyes zapped me with their intensity. Each time was like the first. I just completely lost it. Again. And didn't care. Fuck it. Let the river run.
He wore another light gray spring suit today with a purple pin-striped shirt, shiny black shoes. No tie. He had a nice bit of stubble going on. I wondered what it would feel like brushing past my cheek.
"Kiri," he said as he closed the door and put down his briefcase. "You found me."
"Yes... um... hi."
Oh shit, not this again. Act like a goddamned woman, Kiri! Stop this starstruck teenager bullshit right fucking now!
"Although I'm glad you did," he said, "I wish you hadn't."
I couldn't process that so I just skipped over it.
"Caden Storm," I said.
"Yes," he said. He stared at me
I took a deep breath.
Here we go.
What I stepped into was unlike any apartment I had ever seen. Hell, it was unlike any private home I had ever seen.
Decorated in a modern masculine style with a white theme, it was a spacious and airy home with multiple rooms, gently separated by spaces and levels.
Each room was higher or lower than the other rooms. The huge kitchen was the highest with three steps leading down to a living area with a huge white couch and glass coffee table. Modern but non-pretentious art decorated the walls.
Another level down was a sitting area by huge windows leading to an outdoor patio that looked out at the vast ocean. A small bar with an array of liquors was built into the dividing wall between the sitting area and the kitchen. To my left and further down was another living area that led into a private hallway.
The place itself seemed to hum with sexual energy. It shouted I am man.
"Mr. Storm is on his way," said Forrester. "I just called him. He said to help yourself to anything in the kitchen."
Before I had a chance to say anything, Forrester was out the door and I was alone in the vast kingdom of Caden Storm.
I'm pretty certain Forrester isn't a butler or typical personal assistant. He had no personality and there was a distinct energy inside him. Kind of like a coiled snake waiting to strike. The same feeling I got from Agent Henderson.
So here I am. What do I do now?
May as well wander around a bit. After all, he knows I'm here.
As I moved from room to room, I felt H's presence. Even though I now know his real name, he's still H to me. Addictive like heroin.
I thought of him here, doing whatever he does. In one of the living areas, I picked up a pillow from the couch and put it up to my face, breathing in a hint of musk and pine.
Ding!
Was that the elevator? No, that was my clit. She was firing up. Down, girl.
I gently replaced the pillow and took a deep breath. But I couldn't stem the flow. All around me was the imprint of the most stunning man I had ever seen. I felt like I was alone with him right now in this empty cavern that is both rugged and elegant at the same time.
Nope, couldn't stop it. My girl was happy and when she gets happy she gushes uncontrollably.
Steel yourself, Kiri. You're here to find answers and return the damned key, not to lose control of yourself yet again. Get a grip!
I sat on the couch with my knees together and closed my eyes. I tried some deep breathing.
How many women have been here on this couch?
Shit, that's a bothersome thought. I saw pictures of H with an Asian girl, a blonde, and a Brazilian.
You know there are more. There must be more. Those three probably aren't even the tip of the iceberg. Not for a man like Caden Storm.
Breathe, Kiri, breathe!
I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths, attempting to calm both my thoughts and my liquid secretions.
The door clicked.
I shot up, pulling down my skirt and fluffing my hair. My heart went wild.
The door opened.
And there he was.
Chapter 3
A fire shot through me as Caden Storm's aquamarine eyes zapped me with their intensity. Each time was like the first. I just completely lost it. Again. And didn't care. Fuck it. Let the river run.
He wore another light gray spring suit today with a purple pin-striped shirt, shiny black shoes. No tie. He had a nice bit of stubble going on. I wondered what it would feel like brushing past my cheek.
"Kiri," he said as he closed the door and put down his briefcase. "You found me."
"Yes... um... hi."
Oh shit, not this again. Act like a goddamned woman, Kiri! Stop this starstruck teenager bullshit right fucking now!
"Although I'm glad you did," he said, "I wish you hadn't."
I couldn't process that so I just skipped over it.
"Caden Storm," I said.
"Yes," he said. He stared at me
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