Bought For Love

It wasn’t long before she returned with my food and placed it in front of me on the table, finally directing her smile at me. “Anything else?”

My mind was lodged firmly in the gutter, so I knew anything I said would more than likely be met with a slap. I shook my head and smiled instead.

“Okay. Well, I’ll be around if you need anything.”

“Thank you, Emma,” I said gruffly. I loved saying her name. I couldn’t wait to shout it as I came between her thighs.

“You’re welcome.” Her feet hesitated for a moment, as though she was reluctant to leave. However, someone called her name and she spun around and walked away.

I glanced at my meal when she was gone and realized I had lost my appetite. For food, at least. But she’d recommended it and served it to me, so I ate every bite.

Eventually, she came back to clear my dishes and when she saw they’d been picked clean, she beamed at me. She was so fucking beautiful, if I’d been standing, she would have knocked me on my ass.

“I guess you made the right choice,” she teased.

I stared into her eyes and made a decision. “You are definitely the right choice.”

She looked a little confused by my choice of words, but laughed when I gave her a boyish, lopsided grin.

“Hopefully, we can feed you the right choice every time you come in.”

I wanted to tell her that it was a moot point because she wouldn’t be working there any longer. It probably wouldn’t have gone over well right then, so I refrained from commenting and winked instead. She blushed again, and the dirty thoughts I’d been struggling to suppress emerged, making me wonder how much of her body that blush covered. The thoughts woke my cock back up, and I shifted to make sure the table completely covered my groin.

Emma placed the bill on the table, and I reached for it immediately, making sure our fingers brushed. If I’d had any doubt about the chemistry between us, it would have been obliterated by that touch. My skin felt electrified where it met hers. Her eyes widened, bouncing between my face and our hands. “You’ll—um—pay up front on—uh—your way out.” She was clearly flustered as she gave the instruction. Then she slowly turned, but her head faced my direction until the very last second. Afterward, she retraced her steps to the kitchen, but before she disappeared through the door, her eyes found mine one more time.

I remained seated and tried to clear my head until my body calmed and I knew my physical reaction to her wouldn’t be obvious anymore.

I dug out my wallet and threw a hefty tip on the table before taking the check up front. After paying and making sure to compliment her service to the manager, I practically ran outside.

My left arm flew up to hail a cab as my right pulled my phone from my pocket. A yellow sedan screeched to a stop in front of me, and I rattled off the address for my next appointment as I slid onto the black leather bench seat.

I found Julia’s contact info in my phone and hit call.

“Luxe Connections,” a young woman answered.

“Julia Connors, please. This is Miles Deveraux.”

“One moment, please.”

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back as I waited, picturing Emma.

“Miles, is there a problem?” Julia asked as she came on the line.

“I found her,” I blurted out.

“Found who?”

“My wife. The woman I want.”

“Oh!” Her voice was shocked, and I couldn’t blame her. I was dropping a bit of a bomb, considering I’d just met with her minutes ago. “So, you want to pay the fee and cancel your contract?”

“What?” My head snapped up. Then I realized how what I said might have come off. “No, you misunderstand. I found her for you. I need you to get her for me, Julia. She’s perfect, and I don’t want anyone else.”

“Well—I, um, that’s kind of unconventional,” she sputtered. I briefly wondered how often someone ruffled this woman’s feathers. I couldn’t imagine it happened frequently, if at all. However, no one managed to fluster me, either. It looked like Emma was a full-on anomaly.

“Her name is Emma, and she’s a waitress at The Purple Kitchen around the corner from your office. I want her, Julia. Can you make it happen?”

“I have to admit, Miles, this will be a first for me. But, if you’re absolutely determined, I’ll contact her and attempt to make the match.”

“I’ll double your fee if you pull it off.” I stabbed the red button on the screen of my phone and shoved it back in my pocket. I wanted to turn the cab around and go back to the diner, spend the rest of the night talking to her and watching her graceful body move. However, I knew it was better to be patient. If Julia could get her to agree to my terms, I’d have plenty of time to make Emma fall in love with me before she discovered anything about me that might have her running in the opposite direction.