Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
I will do anything to take that stress away. Even if it meals doing a deal with the devil.”
When I’m alone in the kitchen again, I reach for my phone dial the number I’ve forced myself to memorize.
“Zora, to what do I owe the honor of this call?”
So this is how he wanted to play it. Even in his victory, he couldn’t help being a smug creep.
“Jackson, you know why I’m calling.”
He chuckles. “Of course I do, I just want to hear you say it.”
I release a deep breath, mainly to keep myself from cussing him out. “You win.”
“What exactly do I win, Zora.”
I squeeze my eyes shut and silently count to three. Of course he’s not going to make this easy for me. “I’ll…I’ll be yours or whatever that means.”
“Baby doll, you’ve always been mine. But it’s good that you’ve finally acknowledged it.
What have I gotten myself into?
15
JACKSON
My nerves haven’t been this on edge since I started up my company and waited to see if the investors would come through. Yet here I am with sweaty palms and a racing heart in anticipation for seeing Zora again.
That brief taste I had of her a few days ago wasn’t enough. In fact, all it did was make me want her more. Make me think of her. Make me need her more than water and air.
She’s an obsession I can’t shake. Not that I want to because she was mine from the time I laid eyes on her. I wanted to claim her, fuck her…defile.
God I’m depraved.
I glance at my watch again, forcing myself not to pick up my phone to call her and find out where she is. I’m like a child lying in bed on Christmas Eve night in anticipation of all the gifts to come the next day.
I knew she would call me eventually. She’s stubborn but not stupid. But still, hearing her voice to confirm what we both knew was going to happen made everything I’d planned well worth it.
We agreed she’d meet me tonight when her father was in bed so that we could discuss terms. She was already ten minutes late and I briefly wonder if she’d changed her mind.
Thankfully this is just a fleeing thought because the buzzer rings to announce my visitor’s arrival. I hit the button on the speaker. “Zora.” I say without bothering to turn on the camera function on my phone to show me a video of the lobby.
“I’m here.”
I can’t see her face but her tone tells me so much. There’s a hint of fatigue and defeat in her voice an inevitability of what was going to happen all along.
It took her nearly five minutes to make it to my door. Five minutes too long.
She’s barely able to knock before I yank the door open.
I still, taking in her appearance. She’s dressed casually in a pair of jeans, an open black button up with a white tank top underneath it. Her hair is pulled back in a severe bun. Her only jewelry are a pair of silver hoop earrings and matching chain.
As far as I can tell, she’s not wearing much makeup if any other than a shiny gloss that coats her full lips that makes me think of how they’d look wrapped around my cock. I want to coat those lips with something else that glistens…
The blood rushes to my dick and presses against the inside of my pants. She’s dressed so casually, she could be shopping at a grocery store but all I can think about is peeling off every article of clothing and tasting what was beneath.
She raises a brow. “Are you going to let me in or are we going to stand here and have a staring contest?”
Her curt words cut into my silent daydreams.
I stand back and open the door just enough to let her in so that our bodies touch as she walks past me. I catch a faint whiff of peaches and cream, and I hold back a groan.
I prided myself on my self-control but I had none when it came to Zora. I doubted I’d get through the night without touching her. But then again, if things go as planned, I wouldn’t need to show restraint.
I close the door behind her and take a deep breath to get my body under control.
She looks around my living room. I haven’t really done much with this condo as far as decorations went. I’d only made sure that it was furnished in each room. The walls are bare save for the mounted television in the living room that I never watched. This is basically just a base I use for any trips back to this region.
“I never expected to see the inside of these condos when they started construction. This town had changed a lot in the last few years.”