I haven’t even asked where. I hit the button for the elevator. “Where is this?” I have a handful of new coffee shops in the works right now. Jason oversees construction of them all.
“Your back yard. Smithville. It’s about a two-hour drive from you.” I know the small town. It is popular for people who want to get away from the city for a while. We haven’t tried opening a coffee shop there sooner because there isn’t a ton of available space. The town hasn’t allowed new commercial building for a few years. I’m guessing a spot finally became available and we stepped in and grabbed it up. It’s a cute town that has a nice vibe to it. It’s not too busy so it still has a small town feel without being boring. It’s hard to find the perfect mix but Smithville has it.
“Brent.” I call my assistant’s name. He looks up at me. “Tell him the chopper. In my inbox is an email from Jason. I want to know everything about the woman in the video.”
“On it.” I step onto the elevator, knowing I’ll have everything in record time. Brent is worth his weight in gold with how quickly he can get things.
“I was going to head out there too.”
“Don’t,” I bark. I don’t know why but suddenly I’m thinking about Jason and how attractive he is. I’ve heard my sister mention it when she met him. I don’t want him anywhere near my perfect protestor. I clear my throat. Bear looks up at me like I’ve lost my mind. Maybe I have. “I’ve got it under control. No need for us both to go.”
“I hate for you to have to go. This is my mess and—”
“I’ve got it. Not doing anything else at the moment.”
“Your sister did mention you have turned into a bum.”
“My sister?” I pause for a moment.
“I’ll let you get to it. Talk to you later.”
“Later.” I’ll touch back on his comment about my sister. She can handle herself. I half run out of the building with Bear keeping pace with me. When I open the car door he jumps in with an annoyed huff. He’s not a fan of running. I learned that rather quickly. He makes me do my morning runs solo. I hop in, start the car, and take off toward my little protestor, my future. It doesn’t take me long to make it to the airport. Stan is waiting already. I could make the drive but you never know how traffic will be and I’m not willing to waste another second. There are some things you gamble on and some things you don’t. I’m going all in when it comes to her.
It only took one look at her picture to know that I want her. My cock has been hard since those striking blue eyes and that pouty mouth flashed across my screen. Thoughts of those plump lips wrapping around my cock have me adjusting myself as I drive. She has an innocence about her. I bet she’s sweet down to her core. Her pussy is probably the sweetest. I wonder if she’ll let me lick and suck all of that sweetness from her. I bet she won’t protest that. I clear those thoughts as I approach the airport. I should be ashamed of myself for thinking these things about her but I can’t help it. I’ve never had such a strong pull to someone before. I think I’ve finally figured out what I’ve been waiting for. Maybe it’s not so much what but who.
5
Bailey
Everyone was being creepy nice around here. It’s starting to freak me out. That jerk that I ran into has been gone since that day. I made sure I was more prepared with information regarding my cause. I handed out flyers to everyone that passed all day Sunday. The construction crew wasn’t here Sunday.
“You want a chair? I can put it in the shade.” I turn to see Charlie, who looks to be in his mid-fifties. I think he took over the other guy’s job that ripped my sign. Here he is being all nice to me again like I’m not protesting them. I’m starting to feel guilty about tampering with their paint and unplugging all their tools so they don’t recharge overnight. It is the only sabotage I could come up with. They are going to be in for a shock when they go to paint. I found the perfect place to dump all that extra glitter I had.
“How can you work for a company like this? Whoever owns it has these poor men working on Saturdays.” Charlie’s smile brightens at my question.
“The company pays amazing overtime. All the men around here will jump on it if they can. If the owner Jason would let them they would have been working yesterday too.”