Because the hottest fucking girl picked this moment to walk into this café.
God damn, she’s fucking gorgeous. Those tits are straining against her shirt. They’re fucking just the perfect size to get your hands on and squeeze. To run your tongue around. To squeeze together and stick your cock between.
She’s got blonde hair and she’s slender with a drop-dead body, sure, but I keep thinking I know her from somewhere.
That ass. Those legs. That face.
There’s a man who walks in after her and I fucking scowl.
I have no problem knowing who that man is. That’s Derek Kane. He’s a cover model for Sienna Sinner. Shows up on her book covers. Or at least he used to. You see, I don’t give a fuck about what Sienna’s doing these days.
I banned her from Bookfinder two years ago. Found out she was buying reviews for her books. You’re not supposed to buy a review. It’s like putting fucking wrapping paper over a piece of shit. If your book is shit, let the fucking customers leave their reviews. She wasn’t doing that. She was scamming other authors into carrying her products based on her reviews that she was buying and readers were getting fucking pissed.
I stepped in.
And then it strikes me.
That’s Cara White. She’s the Head PA for Sienna.
Well, this is going to be fucking awkward, I think to myself. I wonder if they’re even going to acknowledge me.
A part of me is fucking disappointed because Cara is a fucking smoking hot piece of ass. I can’t remember if I’ve ever seen a woman this beautiful.
But my disappointment quickly turns to surprise when instead of ignoring me, Cara and Derek turn and walk right toward my table.
If I wasn’t so fucking cool and smooth, I’d fucking have my mouth open in shock.
I mean, only a few authors are able to survive being banned from Bookfinder. And Sienna did it. But she did a lot of fucking shady ass things to stay alive. She cut a lot of corners. She didn’t pay her PA for a long time. She cheated. But she never admitted to it. No one was ever able to prove it.
“Mason Carter?” Cara asks. I know that’s Cara, but she doesn’t know that. So she introduces herself. “I’m Cara White.”
“I know who you are,” I say evenly, my dick twitching in my pants. Even a hello is enough to get it fucking started. “I also know who he is,” I say looking at Derek.
Derek stays silent as Cara looks at me. Her eyes are wide and I know the fucking look. I know exactly what she’s thinking as her eyes take in the tattoos up and down my arm. As she sees my defined chest and my rippling abs through my tight shirt. Her thoughts are now revolving around my fucking body. She’s wondering what it’s like if I bent her over this table and ripped off her thong and fucked the shit out of her.
I decide to have some fun.
“What’s Sienna Sinner’s PA need me for?” I ask her.
This momentarily stuns her and she shakes herself out of her sexual reverie.
“I’m not Sienna’s PA anymore she says,” and this time my mouth really does drop open. I mean, don’t get me wrong, PAs aren't obligated to stay with an author, but if there was one PA I thought would fucking go to the grave with their author, it would be Cara.
“What happened?” I ask, unable to help myself.
Cara shrugs like it’s no big deal, but I know better. “I caught Sienna blowing my boyfriend,” she says.
I lean back. Cara was dating some asshole called Trevor. I can’t say I’m surprised. That’s another dude banned from Bookfinder. Piece of shit scumbag – just like Grady O’Sullivan, the fucking asshole that Abby used to date..
“I honestly don’t know what to tell you, Cara,” I say, not realizing what else to say to her. I really do feel bad. If I ever fuck a girl, I make damn sure to make sure she knows ahead of time that this is just for one night. I’m not letting her think she’s in a relationship. I don’t do relationships and I don’t think it’s fair to fuck women to lead them on like that.
“But I’m not here for what Sienna did to me,” Cara says, and sits down across the table from me. My assistant scoots out of the way and gets out of sight. This has the undertones of big serious shit.
I lean forward.
“I’m here to get help for what I know Sienna is about to do,” she says to me. She pauses and I keep looking at her.
“She’s trying to destroy Naughty Angel Publishing,” Cara says.