He nodded. “They did. I’m sorry we couldn’t swing by after lunch.”
“No worries. I wish I could have joined you guys, but I’m excited for this evening. What time is it? I thought you weren’t picking me up until six?”
Hudson’s gaze made my entire body feel heated.
“Um, Candace, I’m going to go ahead and take off a bit early, if that’s okay?” I said over my shoulder.
Candace gave me a knowing look. “Don’t worry about this place—I’ve got it covered until the girls come in. Enjoy your evening and day off tomorrow.”
I smiled as Hudson took my hand, and we headed back to my office. When I reached for my phone, I heard the door click behind me. I turned and saw the desire in his eyes, and I swallowed hard.
“I want to kiss you,” he said.
I let a girlish giggle slip free. “I’m totally okay with that.”
Before I could utter another word, Hudson had my face cradled in his hands, his mouth on mine, and I was instantly lost to him. The feel of our tongues tangling left me dizzy, and I clung to him for support when my legs felt like they might give out.
With a low voice, Hudson said, “I want you, Greer.”
“Right…right now? Here?”
When I caught sight of his dimples, I knew I would give Hudson Higgins anything he asked for. So when he lifted me onto my desk and declared he was about to give me the best orgasm of my life, I absolutely let him.
And he absolutely did.
Greer
I buzzed around my place with what I was sure was a post-orgasmic smile on my face. It had been hard to keep quiet while Hudson had his way with me in my office, but I’d managed somehow. Afterwards, he’d taken my hand and rushed me up the back steps and into my place, where we’d quickly stripped one another of our clothing and found ourselves in my shower. Whoever said shower sex sucked clearly never had it with Hudson.
With my outfit all picked out and Hudson on his way to pick up his parents, I took time to fix my hair into a French twist. I put on a little bit of makeup and then got dressed in the jeans and baby-blue sweater that Candace said I had to wear this evening. I finished off my outfit with simple diamond stud earrings and a necklace that had a book charm on it. I smiled and took in a deep breath when I saw that it was nearly six. Hudson would be back with his parents any minute now.
I nearly jumped for joy when the bell at my front door went off. He was fifteen minutes early.
“Hudson?”
“No, it’s Kyle, Greer. I need to talk to you right away.”
My heart nearly stopped in my chest as I buzzed the door open and heard my brother’s steps racing up to my place. I met him at the door and flung it open.
“What’s wrong? Is it Mom or Dad?”
He shook his head and stepped inside. “They’re both fine.”
“What’s the matter, then?”
“Aiden called me a little bit ago. Some guy made an appointment with him and said he was looking to purchase one of the buildings on Main Street. He wanted to get a rough bid from Aiden and a time frame on when he might be able to get the work done.”
“Okay, but what does that have to do with me?”
Kyle shook his head and walked over to the large windows that looked down on Main Street. “This is the address of the building he wants to buy, Greer.”
“What?” I asked, hearing the shock in my own voice. “That’s impossible.”
Kyle lifted his brows. “Is it? Do you have it in writing from Tom Brooks that this is a lease-to-own agreement?”
I opened my mouth to answer him, then pressed my lips together tightly. “He wouldn’t do that to me, Kyle. He just wouldn’t.”
With a slow shake of his head, he replied, “I’m sure you’re right, Greer.”
I spun on my heels, walked into the kitchen, and picked up my cell phone. I pulled up Tom’s phone number and called him.
When it went straight to his voicemail, I tried not to worry. I left him a message, hit End, and then looked at Kyle. “I’m sure it’s nothing. A misunderstanding. That man was most likely talking about the gristmill.”
Kyle sighed. “I don’t know. There have been some suits snooping around ever since the mayor decided to sell the gristmill building. What makes you so sure old man Brooks won’t sell?”
With a sigh, I folded my arms over my chest. “Because he agreed to sell me the building, and I’ve been paying him toward it for the last five years. That’s why.”
Kyle’s expression turned doubtful, which gave me pause. Would Tom really sell the building out from under me?