I was finally happy with Christian, and as he turned his eyes to settle them onto mine, I could see a twinge of happiness in the glistening blue orbs of his eyes, too.
“Bedroom and television?” I asked.
“Bedroom and television,” he said, smiling.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Christian
I woke up with Stella once again in my arms, but this time an ominous feeling had settled over me. We had enjoyed a beautiful weekend with one another, but now it was time to run this company. The meeting was this morning, and I was going to have to slip into boss mode, and I wasn’t sure what that would do to the dynamic Stella and I had developed over the course of the last few days.
“Ready for the meeting?” she asked, her eyes hazy with the morning sun.
“I think so. It’s a pretty big snag, however. I didn’t even realize your father was pursuing something like this until they called. I hadn’t gotten that far into his notes,” I said.
“Ah, the first big blindside. How did that feel?” she asked.
“Not good, I can tell you that. I felt like an idiot. But, I seemed to have regained my composure a bit. I want to take one more look at the notes before we head out, though,” I said.
“Not a problem. I’ll take a look at them with you. Do I need to go get my laptop?” she asked.
“Where’s yours?” I asked.
“In my room,” she said.
“You mean that area of the suite you haven’t been in all weekend?” I asked, smirking.
“Shut up.” She threw her towel at me while her naked body stood there in all its glory. I could feel my dick growing underneath the sheets as she slipped into her panties and bra, and my gut ached to have her beautiful body covering me. I wanted to pull her back down into bed and ravage her. I’d mess up the hair she had just dried before showing her off to the world. Then I’d walk her down the street with my teeth marks embedded on her shoulders.
But, I would settle for her warm body against mine as I reached for my laptop.
“So, what exactly is this meeting for? What’s the end goal?” she asked.
“Apparently, your father had it in the works to expand. He wanted to open up another store here in New York City.”
“I got that from the notes. How do you feel about that?” I asked.
“I’m not sure it’s a good idea just yet, especially with the projects he’s rolling out. It’s like he instated all this at once. I am hoping that, by the end of this meeting, we can talk them out of expansion and instead broaden our reach by offering express shipping services straight from the warehouses.”
“Which is why you asked me to collect that information on it,” she said.
“Exactly,” I said. “I knew if we came with all the figures and details, they’d be more willing to take that route for now. I don’t want us to dig ourselves into debt to build a new place, especially since your father just dug himself out of it a year ago.”
“The company doesn’t have debt?” she asked.
“Yeah, and I’d like to keep it that way for a while,” I said.
“Well, I’m glad we sat down to talk about this because none of this shit is in the notes you sent,” she said.
“Yes, it is. I just figured with you asking me questions that you hadn’t read them,” I said.
“No, seriously. Not in the notes you sent,” she said.
I pulled up the email I sent her and, sure enough, I sent her the wrong draft of the notes. I groaned and lobbed my head back into the headboard while Stella giggled at my side before she cupped my cheek and turned my gaze toward hers.
“It’s alright. I have the numbers and information. I’ll get them to change their minds,” she said.
“I’m sorry. Last week was bullshit,” I said.