“Do I need to do that?” So innocent; everything about her made me want to bundle her up and keep her safe. Something I planned on doing as soon as I made it possible.
“Do you trust me?” it was a strange question to ask a young girl who’d only seen me for the first time a little over a week ago, and who didn’t know me from Adam, but it was the first step in my move on her. If what I’d read from her that night was accurate, then she’d give me the answer I wanted to hear.
“Of course I do Mr. O’Rourke.”
“Mr. O’Rourke?” I lifted my brow at her and smiled easily to let her know I was just teasing, maybe.
She gave me her patented blush before ducking her head. “Aunt Marion said that it wasn’t appropriate for me to call you by your name.”
“Nonsense, you’re an adult.” You’ll call me many things in the future sweet Kitten, but Mr. O’Rourke isn’t one of them. I didn’t say that out loud of course, didn’t want to scare the poor girl to death. I’m pretty sure the hungry look in my eyes was giving her more than enough to think about as it was, but that I had no control over.
“We have a lot to do in a short time so let’s get started shall we?” I pushed the papers over to her to sign and she did it without hesitation. I put them away in my safe before picking up the phone to call downstairs.
“Yes, Marion, Gabriella won’t be back today there’re some things that we need to take care of this afternoon.”
“What am I supposed to do without an assistant? I have tons of stuff to take care of this afternoon, I can’t possibly spare her.”
I reminded myself to tread carefully. Kitten still had to go home with her for the time being and I didn’t want to make the situation even more horrible for her than I was sure it already was.
“I’m sorry but you’re going to have to find someone else. Paulette has left strict instructions that these things must be taken care of and she’s only given us a limited amount of time.”
“But…shouldn’t we discuss this first? I am her guardian after all.”
“Oh? I wasn’t aware of that I thought you were just looking out for her while she was here until she got on her feet. I must’ve misunderstood the situation. At any rate she’s already spoken with her parents and they’ve given her their blessing and the contracts have already been signed.”
She didn’t like that one bit if the indrawn breath was anything to go by, but I really didn’t care. Either she had forgotten all that she had said to me about her reasons for inviting the young girl to come stay with her, or she was narcissistic enough not to care.
Whatever the case maybe, I wasn’t falling for her concerned act one bit, as she prattled on about how she should’ve been consulted. I kept my voice as neutral as possible even as I smiled at Kitten as she sat wide eyed, no doubt worried about the other woman’s reaction.
I hung up the phone after it looked like we were just going around in circles. “You ready?” At her nod I walked over and helped her out of the chair. I took her down in the lift with my hand in the small of her back. For this, our first outing, I planned to use touch to convey what was going to happen between us. Touch sometimes said more than words I found, and she seemed starved for it.
I helped her into the back of the limo, not letting the driver anywhere near her. That was another thing I found myself being very fastidious about. Like the lion when he’s doing the mating dance, I won’t allow any other males anywhere near her scent.
In the back of the car I sat close but not too close, just close enough to keep her aware of me without making her uncomfortable, as I asked her about her week.
It was very telling that not once did she mention her poor treatment at the hands of her benefactor. “You have the most amazing head of hair I’ve ever seen on a woman.” I dropped the compliment casually in the midst of her recital.
She sucked up the small praise and gave me a half smile. The thing about my Kitten, is that I didn’t have to feed her a line, she truly was the most extraordinary being I’d ever seen. The fact that she seemed totally unaware of her appeal only made her that much more endearing.
“I’m thinking of cutting it it’s such a bother to take care of.” She looked at me for direction.
“Don’t you dare, that might definitely earn you a spanking. I love it just the way it is.” I’m going to love it even more when it covers my face as you ride my cock. Down boy, damn!
The conversation gave me the excuse I needed to touch her as I played my fingers through her hair. I wonder if she noticed how she moved so that my hand had easier access, just like a purring kitten under its master’s petting touch.