Mr Spencer (Mr. 2)

I shake my head and look up at her. “How does this happen in ten days, angel? I don’t understand what’s going on here.”

She smiles. “You always hear people say that when you know, you know, right?”

Oh God…this beautiful woman.

“I know,” I whisper against her lips.

“I know, too. I’ve known all along.” Her lips take mine and our kiss is deep and passionate. It’s everything I’ve never had. Suddenly, I’m desperate to be alone with her—to show her what she means to me.

“Let’s go home,” I murmur into her hair.

“To your house?”

I stare at the perfect angel in front of me, and a thought of pure horror runs through my mind.

She can’t stay in my bed.

I need a new mattress before we stay at my house. I don’t want her sleeping where I’ve been with another woman.

I want a new start… with her.

“Let’s go to your house. It’s easier for the boys,” I lie. “We’ll stay at mine tomorrow night when we’ve made arrangements for them.”

“Okay.”

I stand and take her in my arms, holding her tight.

There’s no other man.

Only me!

This feeling, this overwhelming feeling I get from her is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I can’t get close enough.

It’s comforting, and yet it terrifies the hell out of me. She’s not just anyone, and I know for certain that her family are not going to accept me. I grip her tighter as the reality that I may lose her sets in.

“Let’s go home, baby,” she whispers against my shoulder.

I kiss her big, soft lips. “Let’s go.”

I pack up my desk and we walk out through the reception area hand in hand.

“I’m leaving for the day,” I tell Rosalie, my PA.

“Okay, Mr Jones.” She smiles as she looks us both up and down.

“Goodbye.” Charlotte smiles to her. “Lovely to meet you.”

“You, too!” Rosalie calls back.

We walk through to the foyer to find Anthony and Wyatt waiting patiently.

“Hi, guys,” I say to them both.

“Hey,” they both reply.

The four of us get into the elevator and I push the button.

I want to know why Charlotte is guarded. There has to be something more sinister going on than she is led to believe, and I intend to find out exactly what that something is.