Micah got too close to her. Isabel was invading his senses. He was on the other side of the apartment and he could still smell her perfume; she surrounded him. He needed a cold shower and to get his head out of his ass. Handling his cousin wasn’t something he wanted to do, but there was no question he needed to take care of it today. It may be Sunday, but it was a workday for him and Izzy. The problem with that was when she showed up in her comfy clothes and hangover, all he wanted to do was pull her into his room and tuck her into bed with a million soft pillows until she felt better. It always bothered him when she wasn’t well. Hell, the year she got the flu and ended up in the hospital nearly killed him. Micah never realized how much she handled for him until he couldn’t rely on her. He never should have let her drink as much as she did, but she was hell bent on not answering one of his questions.
He placed his coffee on the bathroom counter while he waited for the shower to warm up. He was going to need more than a cold shower, his cock was desperate for release. If he had any intentions of working next to her all day, then he needed to do something about his current situation. He stripped out of the clothes he had on and smiled as he remembered her blushing at the sight of him. The first time she stepped into his apartment with him shirtless, her tan skin gained the most adorable shade of pink while she mumbled something covering her eyes and trying to feel her way back out his door. Now, years later, he purposely planned to be there with the least possible amount of clothes on when she arrived. He couldn’t get enough of that blush.
Micah sent a text off to Dante, letting him know they needed to talk about Anton, then stepped into the shower. The warm water felt amazing over his tight muscles. Something was shifting between him and Izzy, and his body wasn’t listening to his mind. The tension running through him this morning was completely because of her presence. His gaze drifted over to the open door. He hadn’t pulled the bathroom door closed or the bedroom. The fantasy that raced through his mind had Izzy standing in the doorway, stripping out of her clothes as she walked in his direction to join him in the shower.
He leaned onto the glass wall of the shower with and rested his forehead on his arm. He took his throbbing cock into his hand. Gripping it, he jerked his wrist, imagining Izzy’s small hand in place of his. As he closed his eyes, he could see her on her knees in front of him with her mouth open, waiting for her to fill it with his cum. The visual was too much. Faster than he expected, the tell-tale sign of his orgasm crept up his spine and tingled throughout his body, and he grunted in pleasure as it burned through him.
He washed up and turned the water off. Grabbing an oversized white towel, he dried himself off and checked his phone. Sure enough, he had a missed call from his cousin.
He pressed redial and put it on speakerphone while he went to get dressed in his closet.
“You wanted to talk about Anton.”
“Yeah, he needs to go.”
“No can do.”
“Dante, this isn’t up for discussion. He cost me over a million dollars.”
“Why aren’t you reviewing his trades?”
“This isn’t about me, and it wasn’t a trade. It was a client we lost because he’s a dick. It doesn’t help that doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
“Then teach him. He’s not an investment guy.”
“I don’t have time to teach him. He needs to go. Why don’t you just let him handle your books?”
“You know why.”
“Are you telling me he doesn’t know what you do?”
“I’m telling you my business has a lot of... layers to it and I don’t need him privy to them all. Besides, he needs to be in Miami, not New York, right now.”
“What kind of trouble is this kid in?”
“He’s not in trouble, but I needed him to do some work for me before he left and right now, he’s better off there.”
“You mean he’s only alive because he’s here.”
“Listen, he’s a wiz at computers. Find something for him to do. It doesn’t have to be finance.”
“If he’s so good at computers, then why isn’t he working for Luca?”
“He wouldn’t return my calls.”
“I should try that.”
“Don’t test me, Micah. Besides, I have some information that concerns you and your brother. We will need to meet soon.”
“Whatever it is, you can tell me about it over the phone.”
“Not this. I need to show you something. It’s just going to take me some time to make the arrangements.”
“Whatever, listen, just deal with Anton. I have to fire him. Izzy will never let me hear the end of it if I don’t.”
“How is that gorgeous piece of ass? Are you still not fucking her?”
Micah ground his teeth together so hard it shot a pain up into his eye. “Don’t talk about her like that.”