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I knew from the start that Jada was different. She didn’t fawn all over me or make overtly sexual suggestions or offers. Not that I minded those, but she wasn’t that kind of girl. Her eyes didn’t light up at my flashy watch or the wad of cash I pulled from my wallet. Hell, I wasn’t even sure she noticed.
Her standoffish attitude only made her more appealing, more of an enigma to conquer. She honestly didn’t seem to want to spend time with me and, while I didn’t understand that, I found it amusing. I didn’t want to spend time with her, either—just a few hours here and there. It was the only way to go about things, but she even fought me on that.
Life was too short to get involved. Things always ended and they never ended well. I had learned that lesson the hard way.
I shifted my weight and Jada noticed the movement. She turned around. Spotting me, she narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms.
Let her make the first move.
A tickling feeling began in my stomach and my heartbeat increased. Feeling nervous was an odd sensation, something I had little experience with.
“I have no words for you, Cane Alexander,” she said finally, trying to hide a smile.
“Words are overrated, anyway,” I replied, not bothering to hide mine. “I’m a man of action, but I’m not going to press my luck with you just yet.”
I was pretty sure I wasn’t as fucked as I had originally thought. Jada rolled her eyes and my grin grew wider.
“Are you going to invite me in?”
“I may as well.” She threw her hands in the air. “You seem to have a way of doing what you want anyway.”
“I’m glad we’ve established the givens right off.”
Her shoulders eased, her posture softening, as I strode into the room. She turned her back to me again and finished organizing the table.
It took every ounce of self-control I could muster not to bend her over the table, pull up that orange dress, and fuck her right there.
I deserve some sort of award for this shit. Who knew I had this much self-control? You learn something new every day.
“I think you thought of everything. I’m slightly impressed.”
“I was going to give credit to Lucy, but if you are impressed, just keep on thinking this was all me.”
“I said slightly. Since you are here anyway, we may as well go ahead and have dinner.” She winced like she was in pain.
“You think I did this for me? You said you wouldn’t get dinner tonight. I was being a gentleman!”
“Uh-huh.” She rolled her eyes. “You are such a gentleman.”
“I’m taking that at face value,” I said, taking the plate she offered me. I put some pizza on my mine and poured wine in two red disposable cups, shaking my head as I handed her one.
“What’s so funny?” Jada led me to her desk, which she had already cleared, and we sat down to eat.
“You would think I had sent Max to the damn store. These things,” I said, lifting up my cup, “are his favorite things in the world. Personally, I like to drink out of a real glass. But Max would use one of these over anything. It’s the country in him or something. But we are stuck with these tonight because someone was hard-headed.”
“No, someone can’t take no for an answer,” Jada said, taking a bite of the pizza. Her eyes rolled back in her head. “This is so good. I seriously love pizza.”
I imagined what she would look like coming down from an orgasm, causing my dick to go rock hard. I knew I had to be careful; Jada wasn’t going to just spread her legs like most women. I had to focus, use my “A” game. “Well, kudos to Lucy for knowing where to order, I guess,” I said with a grin.
Jada sat her pizza down and wiped off her hands. “Cane, I’m sorry. I haven’t been very nice to you and this,” she looked around her office, “is a very nice thing to do.” Her green eyes were filled with sincerity. She was so genuine, so honest—this was a new playing field for me. I really had no experience
I knew from the start that Jada was different. She didn’t fawn all over me or make overtly sexual suggestions or offers. Not that I minded those, but she wasn’t that kind of girl. Her eyes didn’t light up at my flashy watch or the wad of cash I pulled from my wallet. Hell, I wasn’t even sure she noticed.
Her standoffish attitude only made her more appealing, more of an enigma to conquer. She honestly didn’t seem to want to spend time with me and, while I didn’t understand that, I found it amusing. I didn’t want to spend time with her, either—just a few hours here and there. It was the only way to go about things, but she even fought me on that.
Life was too short to get involved. Things always ended and they never ended well. I had learned that lesson the hard way.
I shifted my weight and Jada noticed the movement. She turned around. Spotting me, she narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms.
Let her make the first move.
A tickling feeling began in my stomach and my heartbeat increased. Feeling nervous was an odd sensation, something I had little experience with.
“I have no words for you, Cane Alexander,” she said finally, trying to hide a smile.
“Words are overrated, anyway,” I replied, not bothering to hide mine. “I’m a man of action, but I’m not going to press my luck with you just yet.”
I was pretty sure I wasn’t as fucked as I had originally thought. Jada rolled her eyes and my grin grew wider.
“Are you going to invite me in?”
“I may as well.” She threw her hands in the air. “You seem to have a way of doing what you want anyway.”
“I’m glad we’ve established the givens right off.”
Her shoulders eased, her posture softening, as I strode into the room. She turned her back to me again and finished organizing the table.
It took every ounce of self-control I could muster not to bend her over the table, pull up that orange dress, and fuck her right there.
I deserve some sort of award for this shit. Who knew I had this much self-control? You learn something new every day.
“I think you thought of everything. I’m slightly impressed.”
“I was going to give credit to Lucy, but if you are impressed, just keep on thinking this was all me.”
“I said slightly. Since you are here anyway, we may as well go ahead and have dinner.” She winced like she was in pain.
“You think I did this for me? You said you wouldn’t get dinner tonight. I was being a gentleman!”
“Uh-huh.” She rolled her eyes. “You are such a gentleman.”
“I’m taking that at face value,” I said, taking the plate she offered me. I put some pizza on my mine and poured wine in two red disposable cups, shaking my head as I handed her one.
“What’s so funny?” Jada led me to her desk, which she had already cleared, and we sat down to eat.
“You would think I had sent Max to the damn store. These things,” I said, lifting up my cup, “are his favorite things in the world. Personally, I like to drink out of a real glass. But Max would use one of these over anything. It’s the country in him or something. But we are stuck with these tonight because someone was hard-headed.”
“No, someone can’t take no for an answer,” Jada said, taking a bite of the pizza. Her eyes rolled back in her head. “This is so good. I seriously love pizza.”
I imagined what she would look like coming down from an orgasm, causing my dick to go rock hard. I knew I had to be careful; Jada wasn’t going to just spread her legs like most women. I had to focus, use my “A” game. “Well, kudos to Lucy for knowing where to order, I guess,” I said with a grin.
Jada sat her pizza down and wiped off her hands. “Cane, I’m sorry. I haven’t been very nice to you and this,” she looked around her office, “is a very nice thing to do.” Her green eyes were filled with sincerity. She was so genuine, so honest—this was a new playing field for me. I really had no experience
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