Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
She swung her feet off my desk and stood. Smoothing her hands down her skirt, she looked at me and grinned. I tried not to notice the low-cut dress. “Of course not. I was waiting for you.”
“Why?”
As she made her way toward me, I moved to the other side of my desk, set my briefcase down, and was about to sit. She managed to quickly reverse course and get behind my desk, leaning against it, preventing me from sitting down.
“Rachel, I don’t have time for your games. What do you want?”
She licked her lips slowly as she looked down at my groin, then back up to me. “I want you, Beck. I made a terrible mistake, and seeing you again these last few weeks, it just brought back memories of all the fun times we had together. Don’t you miss that?”
“Honestly? No. I don’t.”
A look of hurt passed over her face before she pushed off the desk, sighing and walking around to the other side. “Your grandfather told me why you went to Montana.”
That caused me to snap my head up to look at her. “Did he?”
She smiled. “He did. So, did you connect with your family?”
Tilting my head, I said, “I’m sure you already know the answer to that.”
The phone on my desk buzzed.
I pressed a button for the speaker. “Yes?”
“Mr. Dahlstrom, would you like me to get your first meeting on the phone?”
Rachel smirked. “I can take a hint.” She turned and made her way to the door, swinging her hips a little more than necessary. Before she opened it, she looked at the sofa, then back to me. “Do you remember when you fucked me on that sofa, Beck? How good it felt?”
Moving my gaze from her to the sofa and back again, I smiled. “That’s a different sofa, Rachel. I had Kelsey donate the other one to Goodwill.”
Her smile vanished. She jerked open the door, then slammed it behind her as she left.
“That is the same sofa, and eww! I didn’t need to know that!”
“Thanks, Kelsey,” I said, then disconnected the line.
I pulled up my schedule and saw my grandfather had it jam-packed with meetings, the first one starting at nine. Taking out my cell, I pulled up Avery’s name and tapped it. She answered after three rings.
“Hello?”
She sounded sleepy, and I couldn’t help but smile. “Did I call you too early? I figured you would be up for work.”
I could hear her small grunts and sounds of movement. Closing my eyes, I imagined her rolling over and staring up at the ceiling.
“The boutique opens at ten, Beck. It’s seven in the morning.”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I just got to work, and it looks like my grandfather has my schedule packed for the entire day. I wanted to make sure I spoke to you before things got crazy.”
“Are you having to fill in for him?”
“Yeah, even though he’s back to work as of today. No wonder he had a damn heart attack.”
“That’s terrible, Beck.”
I suddenly felt an odd ache in my chest, and I rubbed it. “I miss you, Avery.”
“I miss you too.”
Clearing my throat, I lowered my voice, though I wasn’t sure why. “Do you have plans for tonight?”
“Nope. It was supposed to be family game night, but it’s been canceled. Stella said that she wasn’t feeling very well.”
I straightened. “Is she okay?”
“She is. But I’ll be honest with you, I think she misses you something fierce.”
Closing my eyes, I said, “It was so hard to say goodbye to her and Ty. Almost as hard as it was to say goodbye to you.”
She let out a soft laugh. “Well, back to your question. I’m not doing anything. Staying home and packing.”
“So you are going to move out?”
“Yeah. I figured the three weeks I’ve stayed since I told my parents was good enough. What are you doing?”
Glancing at the calendar, I replied, “I should be home around eight my time, maybe we could watch a movie together and then…I don’t know. Revisit that first FaceTime call.”
She laughed. “I love that idea. My mother and father are going to a friend’s for dinner tonight, since game night was canceled, so I’ll have the house all to myself.”
“Perfect. I’ll call you when I get home.”
“Okay. Have a good day, Beck.”
“I will. You too, sweetheart.”
The call ended, and I put my elbows on the desk and dropped my head into my hands. “Today is going to suck.”
By the time I got home, it was nearly ten-thirty at night. I had already texted Avery that I was running behind. She was so understanding, and that made me miss her even more. Dropping everything on the table the second I got in, I started for the kitchen. I pulled out a beer and started to pull my tie off as I walked to my bedroom.