Breathless: In Love With an Alpha Billionaire (Breathless 1)

A chance to be Jacob's Destiny, I thought as I walked over to my wardrobe and pulled out a nice, pink Sunday dress to wear. It was a shirt dress with a slim black belt. I found matching black and pink open-toe stilettos, and a fancy black and pink church hat Mama gave me last year.

An hour later, I was fully dressed and standing in the doorway talking to Jacob. He made it to my house before I called to remind him about church. He dressed in a pair of black slacks and a polo shirt with accents of pink. His black crocodile loafers and designer shades went perfectly with his cool, sophisticated look.

"You look wonderful, Destiny," he stated, as we walked hand in hand to his car.

"You look quite debonair yourself," I said before stopping in my tracks to give him a once over, "Thanks for going to church with me."

"I haven’t been inside a church in years, and had no intention of going today, but for you—anything. All you have to do is say the word and I'm," he looked intently into my eyes, before spinning me around observing every contour of my body, "where you want me to be."

Smiling, he took my hand and we continued the walk to the car. I reached for the door handle and dropped my hands to my side when I caught his glare. "Don't you dare touch that door, not as long as I’m present," he said, opening the door.

"Yes sir," I said with a nod.

We filled the ride to the church with conversation, catching up on personal and business life. We hadn’t had a chance to talk over the past few weeks, so he let me know that the Wyoming office opening was a success.

"Yeah, we did our ribbon cutting in the forty-ninth state," he beamed with pride when he explained. "Opening that location is all I have been able to eat and breath lately."

"I'm happy for you. Your grandfather would be so proud, Jacob."

I could tell he was thinking about his grandfather and wondering what he would have thought about the new location.

"This is what he wanted. I'm honored that my father and I are keeping his legacy alive," he said.

"That really is an honor.” I squeezed his hand.

“Now that most of my big goals are so close to being accomplished, I can work on my biggest goal.” He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed my ring finger.

“Last night, you said you’d be in town for as long as I wanted you here. What did you mean by that?”

"I gave it a lot of thought when you left Miami. My grandmother is growing older and my mother doesn’t need to be traveling to Atlanta all the time to take care of her. You are here. I have offices in Atlanta. All roads lead here…to you."

"Are you saying that you’re moving to Atlanta?"

"I already bought a condo. All I need is decorating. I was hoping you could help me with that; that's if you don’t have a problem with me being in your city," he teased.

"I have no problem with it at all. I just want you to do what you want, and not something on an impulse that will end up making you miserable."

"I’ll be fine here," he said as the GPS directed him to turn right to St. Margaret Baptist Church. We pulled into the church parking lot and parked. He took off his seatbelt. His eyes devoured me whole, as he looked at me. "Make no mistake about it, you, alone, are worth the move," he said, took my chin into his hands and pulled my face to his for one of his signature passionate kisses.

I released myself from my seatbelt and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, deepening our kiss. We sat there enthralled by the magic of our connection as his hands, which had so securely held my face, moved down to my waist. I had no doubt, that he would have pulled me into his lap right there in that church parking lot, if the construct of his car didn’t stop him.

"We’d better go inside," I said, noticing Mrs. Tyler pull up beside us and stare over her brown, rimmed glasses. Her grandson was looking out of the window with a big smile on his face.

Jacob released my waist and rubbed his hands over the burgeoning erection in his pants.

I smiled at Mrs. Tyler and waved. She waved back and placed her oversized red, church hat atop her flowing ringlet curls. The pudgy woman got out of her car with her cheesing grandson in tow, and briskly walked up the church steps, looking back at our car every few seconds with condemnation. Between her being nosey and Jacob's protruding erection, I shook my head and turned away coyly to fix my makeup in his passenger mirror.

"Well… uh, give me a few minutes to get myself together, and then I'll go in with you. Or, I can catch up later," he said.

"No, I'll wait," I said, giving his thigh a reassuring rub. "I want us to walk in together."

"Babe, if you touch me like that again, we will not make it inside that church today. And for the time being, look out of the window, so your beautiful face won’t excite me."

We laughed.

"Come on. Let’s go in, or we’ll be late," I said, reaching for my door handle a few minutes later.

His penetrating glare warned me not to touch the handle. He got out and rushed around to open my door. Glowing, we walked hand in hand into the church and sat in the fifth pew. I spoke to members I knew and gave nods to others.