“Well, Rebecca has high-end taste and a big vision for the hotel. I understand that and I support it, because I also want the best for it, but I’m not sure we would be able to go through with it.”
“Hey, man. You always worry needlessly. If everything is going well so far, I think we can manage to get all the money we need, no matter how expensive it is,” Grant—always the relaxed one—tried to reassure me.
“That’s right,” Colten agreed with Grant. “After all, even if we need the loan, I’m sure we could repay it and earn a lot more by the end of the year.”
“Colten is right. Besides, these numbers right now aren’t bad. We can reach out to a few more sponsors, pitch them this project and see what kind of response we can get. I have a few of them in mind, and if you want, I can contact them.”
“That would be great,” I said, counting on him. “I believe in Rebecca’s judgment, and I would like her to be able to decorate it to the best of her ability.”
“Okay, guys. I’m leaving now,” Colten said and got up. “There is a lot more things to do in the field, so I’ll see you later.”
He waved at us and got out of my office. I looked at the numbers data on my screen, still feeling a bit tense about the project. I didn’t want to disappoint Rebecca. I’d told her I believed in her judgment and to use as much money as she needed. I wanted to stay true to my word.
“Charles,” Grant started, looking at me seriously. “You seem unusually interested to make this project work.”
“That’s because I am interested in making it work.”
“It seems to me that you aren’t interested in this project only, but in that interior designer chick too.”
Shit. He’d already noticed, huh?
I decided to be straightforward with him. “That’s because I’m...” I exhaled, feeling unusually anxious now. “I’m interested in Rebecca Harris more than any other girl before.”
“Oh?” Grant smirked now, his all-knowing eyes telling me what I’d already known—he’d been there and he was now married to that woman.
“She is smart, passionate, beautiful, and she loves her work. From the moment I saw her there was something different about her, and even now—when I’m supposed to focus on my work—I keep thinking about her. The way she makes me feel... Shit, man, I can’t even describe it. I bet I sound like a pussy now.”
Grant laughed and tapped me on my back in support. “Don’t worry, I understand you completely. Been there, done that. She is that special, huh?”
I exhaled again. “Yes. Actually, I might be falling for her. I mean I took her virginity.”
Now that I admitted this I felt a kind of scared, because I’d never felt something like this in my life. This was completely new for me, but I couldn’t resist it. Rebecca Harris was everything I’d ever wanted in a woman and she was driving me crazy. I just hoped she felt the same toward me. I needed her. What we had had barely even begun, and I wanted to have her again and again—in my bed and in my life too.
Grant’s reaction wasn’t what I’d expected at all. He just smiled to my confession and said, “Hell man, I think that deserves a toast. Grant Junior will get a friend to play with very soon.”
14
Rebecca
Once again I tried to concentrate on the hotel project at the office, looking at the documents on my computer screen, but I couldn’t. All I could think about was being with Charles again. What happened this morning at his place was something else entirely. It opened my eyes. It made me realize I’d been missing out on life.
My work made me feel many things, and I dedicated my life to it, but being with Charles gave me some rush—something so special—which I couldn’t feel in any other way. I’d never felt like this about someone, and it still made me a little confused and worried.
He was my boss and I had no idea how he felt about me. For all I knew, this could be just a meaningless sex for him and he would dump me as soon as he got bored of me. That would be terrible for so many reasons, and no matter how many times I’d said to myself not to worry about it and try to relax, I couldn’t push away those negative thoughts.
On the other hand, I saw it in his eyes—that connection—which told me this wasn’t as meaningless for him as I feared it would be. Just like me, he was lost in our passion.
I wanted to see him. No—I needed to see him. I wanted to see him smile. I wanted to talk with him about everything. His time in the service, my parents. Everything. I wanted to feel him in every position and every place—his cock feeling every inch of my hole...
I shifted on my chair. So far I’d always been so serious around him, not being able to fully relax, and I wasn’t acting very seductive with him. Despite that, he wanted me. I could see the hunger for me in his eyes, and I wanted to give my best, so this—whatever this was—between us could work.
That was why I dressed better today. Instead of my boring business suits, I dressed more daring. I was wearing a really short skirt and I left my blouse unbuttoned on top so he could see my breasts.
This time I wanted to seduce him. I could be fun too. I decided I wanted to surprise him with something at the office to show him I wasn’t uptight and stuffy. I wanted to make him see there was much more to me.
I read the time on the clock and saw I had only a few minutes until the project’s team meeting started. Charles wanted us to meet in the conference room and discuss further about the schedule and timeframe.
After contemplating for a minute, I figured out what would be just the thing to do to make Charles crazy for me.