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have to eat with him and be with him, meet him for lunches more often and, damn it, he was going to have her meet him for drinks too.
He smiled as he opened the door to his suite and pulled off his tie, tossing it onto the bed as he headed towards the bathroom and yet another cold shower. Inevitably, when he was around Scarlett now, a cold shower was necessary. Not that it did a whole lot of good, but at least it got his mind off of her breasts. Or the gentle curve of her waist. Or the golden glow of her beautiful hair.
He turned the water colder as images of his lovely woman flashed through his mind. If he played this correctly, he could even give her the worst kind of information.
No, that wouldn’t be good. He wanted Scarlett to be happy. If he told her the wrong thing about attracting men, she’d never find a husband. Of all the people in this world, Scarlett deserved to get married. And she deserved kids. Or more specifically, the unborn children deserved Scarlett for a mother. She would be incredible!
It suddenly occurred to him that, while he was giving Scarlett lessons on how to attract a man, he could ask her questions on what she liked in a man.
He could change, he thought as he shut off the water. Toweling himself dry, he chuckled at all of the women over the years who had tried to change him. He’d dumped them the moment they started their efforts. But for Scarlett? Yeah, he could become someone…nice. He pictured Damon or Stefan if he told them that. They’d be laughing their fool heads off. Grayson had never been nice. He wasn’t sure it was in his character. He preferred getting what he wanted and in business, that had served him extremely well. But for Scarlett, he could fake being nice.
Yeah, it was a good plan. One he’d put into action the following morning.
Chapter 4
“So what is your plan?” she asked as soon as they were in the air, leaving Sarkit and the others behind. She’d barely slept last night as she thought about different ways she might entice Grayson, discarding them as being too silly. Or things she didn’t have the courage to do. Around two or three in the morning, she’d come up with the idea of simply stripping her clothes off and offering herself to him. He hadn’t minded when she’d been naked in his arms the last time.
But she simply wasn’t that brave. She was a wimp, actually. If she were more adventurous, maybe he wouldn’t have lost interest by the following morning.
As she looked at Grayson in his leather seat, she wondered if she was brave enough for him. Maybe he needed...
He snapped his cell phone shut and looked back at her.
“My plan?” he asked, looking across the short expanse of the private plane at her. She was here, in his plane and under his protection. A surge of satisfaction shot through him. But it wasn’t enough, he realized. He wanted the right to protect her all the time. He wanted her under his roof. Or whichever roof he was inhabiting for the night. He wanted her in his bed, in his arms.
Hell, he wanted her.
“Yes,” she repeated, shifting uncomfortably in her chair. The look he was giving her was new and strange. She couldn’t interpret those glowing, yellow sparks. “What’s your plan? How are you going to teach me to catch a guy? I want good intel on what men like and dislike.”
He leaned back in his chair, loosening his tie slightly. “Ah, well, that’s going to take a while.”
Her eyes widened. “What do you mean? Are you reneging on your promise?” she asked, anger building up inside of her as the image of all of her lovely ideas started to tumble apart.
“Oh, I’ll tell you what a man wants. I can only speak from personal experience but I’ll give you whatever information you want to know.”
This was so different from their normal conversations. She was a bit flustered. He was sitting
He smiled as he opened the door to his suite and pulled off his tie, tossing it onto the bed as he headed towards the bathroom and yet another cold shower. Inevitably, when he was around Scarlett now, a cold shower was necessary. Not that it did a whole lot of good, but at least it got his mind off of her breasts. Or the gentle curve of her waist. Or the golden glow of her beautiful hair.
He turned the water colder as images of his lovely woman flashed through his mind. If he played this correctly, he could even give her the worst kind of information.
No, that wouldn’t be good. He wanted Scarlett to be happy. If he told her the wrong thing about attracting men, she’d never find a husband. Of all the people in this world, Scarlett deserved to get married. And she deserved kids. Or more specifically, the unborn children deserved Scarlett for a mother. She would be incredible!
It suddenly occurred to him that, while he was giving Scarlett lessons on how to attract a man, he could ask her questions on what she liked in a man.
He could change, he thought as he shut off the water. Toweling himself dry, he chuckled at all of the women over the years who had tried to change him. He’d dumped them the moment they started their efforts. But for Scarlett? Yeah, he could become someone…nice. He pictured Damon or Stefan if he told them that. They’d be laughing their fool heads off. Grayson had never been nice. He wasn’t sure it was in his character. He preferred getting what he wanted and in business, that had served him extremely well. But for Scarlett, he could fake being nice.
Yeah, it was a good plan. One he’d put into action the following morning.
Chapter 4
“So what is your plan?” she asked as soon as they were in the air, leaving Sarkit and the others behind. She’d barely slept last night as she thought about different ways she might entice Grayson, discarding them as being too silly. Or things she didn’t have the courage to do. Around two or three in the morning, she’d come up with the idea of simply stripping her clothes off and offering herself to him. He hadn’t minded when she’d been naked in his arms the last time.
But she simply wasn’t that brave. She was a wimp, actually. If she were more adventurous, maybe he wouldn’t have lost interest by the following morning.
As she looked at Grayson in his leather seat, she wondered if she was brave enough for him. Maybe he needed...
He snapped his cell phone shut and looked back at her.
“My plan?” he asked, looking across the short expanse of the private plane at her. She was here, in his plane and under his protection. A surge of satisfaction shot through him. But it wasn’t enough, he realized. He wanted the right to protect her all the time. He wanted her under his roof. Or whichever roof he was inhabiting for the night. He wanted her in his bed, in his arms.
Hell, he wanted her.
“Yes,” she repeated, shifting uncomfortably in her chair. The look he was giving her was new and strange. She couldn’t interpret those glowing, yellow sparks. “What’s your plan? How are you going to teach me to catch a guy? I want good intel on what men like and dislike.”
He leaned back in his chair, loosening his tie slightly. “Ah, well, that’s going to take a while.”
Her eyes widened. “What do you mean? Are you reneging on your promise?” she asked, anger building up inside of her as the image of all of her lovely ideas started to tumble apart.
“Oh, I’ll tell you what a man wants. I can only speak from personal experience but I’ll give you whatever information you want to know.”
This was so different from their normal conversations. She was a bit flustered. He was sitting
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