Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
He beams over at me. “It won’t be. I can promise you that.”
His promise sounds wicked and I almost call him on it, but I refrain. I slowly stand up. He watches me as I push the chair back in before taking a step back. “I look forward to seeing you tonight.”
His lips curve, and I swear I see fire in those eyes of his. “I’ll be counting down the hours, McDavid.” I hold his gaze for a moment, and then he asks, “No allergies, right?”
“None.”
“Good.”
Good. Okay. This is good. In a daze, unsure this is really happening, I turn and head out. I feel his eyes on me, but I know that can’t be. Before I reach the hall toward the back door, I look over my shoulder, and there he is. His eyes are roaming my body with no hesitation whatsoever. A sinful grin sits on his lips, and heat burns in his eyes, leaving me utterly breathless. I swallow, tearing my gaze from his and heading down the hall.
Well, my no-dating vow didn’t even last twenty-four hours.
But it didn’t have a chance with Coleson Katz on the prowl.
CHAPTER 7
Coleson
I’ve never closed early, but then, I’ve never been about to ask someone to be my wife.
I made sure the upstairs was cleaned, though I doubt we’ll make it up there. I know McDavid might think I want sex, and I do, but I will prove to her this isn’t about that. This is about both our goals. I glance around the coffeehouse. It’s pristine, though the smell of coffee overpowers the smell of cleaner. I turn to look at the small booth and make sure everything is in place. I set it up like a classy restaurant would, our plates, silverware, and wineglasses are already laid out, a black napkin in the center of each plate. In the middle of the table, I lit a candle, and on top of her napkin is a single red rose.
I’m pulling out all the stops, and it may be overkill, but I’m asking her to be my wife. McDavid deserves the best, and I’m going to show her all that. Once I asked her to come over for dinner, I committed to seeing this through. As much as I want to believe she’ll agree, I have a nagging feeling she won’t. She seems like the type that wants the full-out chase. She’d probably wait a few years to get married, making sure the guy isn’t a dud. I don’t have a few years; I have months. I need her to do this for me, and I had no issue Googling how to get a chick to marry you. I’ve never had to work to get a woman before, nor have I wanted to, but here I am.
And fuck, I hope it works.
I lick my lips as I rake my fingers through my hair. I can’t believe I’m doing this—and that I chose McDavid for it. I have spent a lot of time since El told me I needed a wife looking at past lovers and hookups, but none of them appealed to me. I even thought of trying to get one of the girls who works for me to do it, but I didn’t want to cross that line. I haven’t slept with any of them, so I figured asking one of them to marry me would be bursting through that line. I exhale as I check the time, noting she’ll be here at any moment.
As if on cue, I hear the alley door open, and I turn to see a dark figure coming down the hall. I know it’s her by her height, even if she has added a few extra inches tonight. As McDavid comes into the light, I find myself fighting back the urge to close the distance and devour her. She’s ravishing, for sure. She wears a tight little burgundy number that hugs her breasts and hips in all the right ways. Her breasts swell at the top, almost like the dress is too tight, but I know that’s the look she’s going for. Her legs are toned, looking long in the high-heeled black boots that come up to her thighs. Those are fuck-me-stupid boots, and I volunteer. Her hair is pulled up in a high, sleek bun with tendrils falling along the sides of her face. Her eyes are dark, her lashes long and sinful. She’s painted her lips a dark red, and fuck me sideways, I want to take her bottom lip in mine and just suck it. Hard.
I have never seen her look so damned mouthwatering in my life.
You cannot sleep with your potential wife. You cannot sleep with your potential wife.
You cannot sleep with your potential wife. You cannot sleep with your potential wife.