Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 54888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Right into the fucking gutter.
God, she was incredible, gorgeous, and with a down-to-earth personality. She also had a witty sense of humor, and I caught bits of it here and there throughout the night. I craved more. Hell, I yearned to just hear her voice.
I’d stopped fighting this attraction a day after our first introduction. That interview had literally changed my life. I’d given myself twenty-four hours to figure out why I was so drawn to her, to see if it was just an instant-attraction kind of thing. But then I realized she was something special, someone who entered a person’s life and meant to turn it upside down in the best of ways. I knew this feeling I had wasn’t fleeting.
I knew she was it for me.
My feelings were this strong because I’d found my soul mate.
She looked over at me then, and I swear I felt the fucking ground tilt under my feet. Korrie gave me a tired smile, and I knew she had to be exhausted. We’d been jam-packed as soon as the doors opened, and it never let up until I forced all the drunks out at two.
“Yep, I’m going to call it a night,” she said in that soft voice of hers that instantly made me dizzy.
I curled my hand around the edge of the counter to brace myself because the ground tilted once more. “Yeah, you look beat.” I kicked myself for even saying that. Like anybody wanted to hear they looked tired. But even though she looked exhausted, she was still so damn sexy it made my heart skip a beat. “Let me just insert my foot into my mouth once more tonight.”
She gave me a genuine laugh, and I couldn’t help but grin. Korrie tipped her head to the side a little bit, this soft expression covering her face. “You’ve got a really nice smile, and the dimple complements it.”
Well damn. I wasn’t the type of man to get all bashful, but she brought that out in me. In fact, she was the only person who could make me blush, which I was feeling like I was doing hardcore at the moment.
“Oh wow, did I embarrass you?” she teased.
I grinned, but my face still felt hot as fuck. “People don’t really throw compliments at me,” I said truthfully. “Thank you though.” I’m on fucking cloud nine, knowing you like anything about me.
I felt like a jackass because I was so unfamiliar with compliments that I couldn’t even take one like a normal human being. Or maybe this had nothing to do with the compliment and everything to do with the person delivering it.
Yeah, I knew for a fact that it was the latter, because knowing Korrie liked the way I looked turned my world upside down. And that sure as hell wasn’t an overstatement.
“Thanks again for everything,” she said and stood, pushing in the bar stool and gathering up the papers she’d been looking over. “I’ll just put these on your desk in your office and then head out.”
My body was strung tight as she walked by, and I told myself not to lean in—like I was currently doing—and inhale the sweet, citrusy scent that clung to her. I also told myself not to check her out, which I was failing at. Of course my damn eyes dropped right to her luscious, round ass. I groaned, but thank God it was low enough that she didn’t hear as she kept walking back to my office. She was only in there for a moment before she headed out and to the back room.
Sweet Jesus. I’ve never seen an ass like that. She can bring a man to his knees with that ripe, peach-shaped perfection. No, not any man. Me. Only me.
I watched her the entire way as she headed back to the staff room. I swore I was frozen in place, standing there with my jaw slack, because she fucked me up in the best ways on the inside.
When she emerged from the back room, I was still standing there, staring at where she’d gone. Thankfully she was focused on her phone and didn’t notice me looking dumbstruck. She tucked her cell into the purse, buttoned up her coat, slipped on some gloves, and lifted her head to glance at me. Her smile was instant when our eyes locked.
“Bye, Bishop. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said as she went to move past me.
“Did you call a car pickup?” I asked, remembering her on her phone as she’d come out of the staff room.
“Huh?”
I gestured to her purse, where she’d put her cell phone in just moments before. “Saw you texting. Thought maybe you got a car.”
“Oh.” She shook her head. “No, I was letting my dad know I was heading home, although I’m sure he’s been out cold since nine.” She laughed softly. “I’m only a few blocks down. I was just going to walk to my building.”