“It seems you got what you wanted all along, Easton.” I string my words along. This time, it’s him that embraces me in his arms with a firm hug, and if I’m not mistaken, I feel the length of him against my body. It causes me to think about things I shouldn’t. Not with Easton, anyway. He’s my job. I need to keep that at the forefront of my brain. But after spending the day with him at the beach, my fantasies have been running rampant. Not to mention my hormones. I’ve spent the last two nights gasping from pleasure with my own fingertips as I think about Easton.
“One thing you should know about me, Cam, is that I always get my way,” he says before pulling back from our hug.
“Why doesn’t that shock me?” I respond.
“It shouldn’t. When I want something, I’ll stop at nothing to make it a reality.” I know Easton is telling the truth by the conviction in his tone.
Trying to change the topic before this gets too intense, I say, “So, you’ll have to forgive me. I’m new to this line of work, as you know. I’m not really sure what all being a concierge entails, besides catering to your needs and wants,” I admit. My hands are having a hard time staying still. I fold them across my body, trying to calm my nerves.
“Then I guess we’re going to learn together. Right now, I’m looking for a place to live. That’s why I’m staying here for the time being, but I don’t want to settle on just any place. I’d love to see what this small town has to offer. The hidden gems, so to speak,” Easton says, a smile tugging on his lips.
“That, I can help you with. I moved here about three years ago and haven’t left. I really do love our small coastal community. It’s the best of both worlds here in Beaumont. I’m not really dressed for some of the adventures, but we can do those another day. Do you want to look at neighborhoods today or pick up some lunch?” I ask.
“Let’s look at a few neighborhoods, and we can stop for lunch. I’ll drive. You just tell me where to go.” I notice as he walks toward his room, he places his gun in the holster at his hip, his phone in his front pocket, and his wallet in his back pocket. I can’t help but stare at his ass. My gaze travels the whole length of his body from behind. Easton is the whole package, like someone you see in a movie, but in real life color.
“Ready?” he asks. I nod, and he places his hand at the small of my back. Something tells me he may allow me to show him places, but he’s surely leading.
“Yep, we have a company vehicle we can use if you’d like?” I let him know.
“That won’t be necessary. My truck is in the parking garage. Thank you, though.”
I nod in agreement, wondering what in the hell I got myself into. “I need to stop at the employee lounge and grab my purse first.” I remember I don’t even have a phone on me, and let’s face it, I may have hung out with him a few times, but Easton Reid is still a stranger.
“No problem. I’ll go grab my truck and meet you out front.” His hand glides to my hip before squeezing it firmly and then letting it go.
I watch as he walks away. “And some people say I’m an oddball. Pretty sure he has me beat.” Shaking my head, I detour, thankful that I changed my purse out to my smaller crossbody instead of my big shoulder tote. After I pick it up, I make my way to the front of the building. My head is down as I make my way outside, checking to make sure my phone is actually on for once in my life.
I hear a throat clearing, and only then do I look up. Reid is standing at the passenger’s side of his truck, holding the door open for me.
“Sorry, I have a bad habit of not paying attention to my surroundings.” He helps me into the truck, and I swear I hear him grumble something out loud as he shuts my door. My eyes take him in when he rounds the truck and hops into the drivers’ side. The way his arms shift shows off his muscles, and I’m off in my own world again. Apparently, it’s my new place to be. I tell Easton where to go, and we take in the sights along the way.
Chapter Seven
Easton
I drive us around the area, getting a feel for where everything is and where I could possibly have a home base. I have my sights set on the area that’s on the Intracoastal waterway. It’s centrally located in the city but also close to where my office building is.