My Little Farm Girl(36)

Like any woman, especially one so young, she was enthralled as soon as we entered the chic boutique. Her eyes widened as she looked around. The sales assistant whom I’d called ahead of time during one of Gabriella’s fittings was there at the ready.

“Mr. O’Rourke so nice to see you again, why don’t you and the young lady follow me.”

We followed her to the back of the room where there was an area set up with lounges for wary husbands I suppose, who had to spend hours waiting for their wives to choose clothes.

“I went ahead and pulled some things after your call, your description was spot on sir if I do say so myself.” Kitten was looking back and forth between us at sea. But the good little girl that she is, she said nothing. I smiled and teased her fingertips as Gloria walked off to get started.

“What’s going on Callan?”

“We’re shopping pet, nothing to worry about.” She looked around at the row upon row of designer clothing, everything from casual wear to evening gowns.

“But isn’t this stuff going to be really expensive, I don’t think I made that much…”

So fucking sweet. I wasn’t sure who was more surprised by the kiss I planted on her lips, her or I. “My treat Kitten, just relax and enjoy.”

“But…” she looked at me with that lip of hers caught between her teeth. She was green yes, I had no doubt, but she wasn’t too inexperienced to realize what was going on here. I wasn’t ready to spell things out for her, not just yet; that will come later, after I’d wormed my way into her every thought.

It wasn’t very well done of me to use her weakness against her, but I had to be sure, there was too much at stake here. I’ve always played the odds, taken the risks, but in this, there were no do overs, no second chances.

My heart said it was right, that she was right, and my cock, well, he’d spoken loud and clear; but I still needed to think with my head.





Chapter 10



In the end I got my way of course, and she was soon the new owner of a complete wardrobe, sans lingerie; that, I had already taken care of.

I sat in the chair with my flute of champagne as she tried on a few of the selections that I had discussed with Gloria on my earlier call, never once letting on what her body in the form fitting gowns, or the way she looked to me for approval was doing to me.

By the time we made it back to the apartment she was more relaxed and the handholding had become natural. “Thank you so much for today Callan, I don’t know when I’ve had this much fun.”

“My pleasure sweetheart.” I ran my hand smoothly down her hair, my eyes telling her how much I liked it.

“I have some work to do in the office, why don’t you go look over the stuff you got in your orientation?” She nodded and walked away, stopping once to look over her shoulder at me as I stood in the doorway watching her.

I didn’t want to overwhelm her, so much had happened in such a short space of time, which suited my purposes perfectly, but I wanted her to take it all in. To savor each experience, after all, this was going to be her life from now on if I had anything to say about it.

Me always making the decisions in every aspect of her life! It’s what I needed from the one who will fill that place in my life.

I made myself sit at my desk and go over some papers even though I wanted to be with her every second. I had planned on a nice quiet evening at home, where we could get to know each other a little better.

I’d learned a lot from her today without her realizing that I was fishing. I asked her leading questions and she effortlessly supplied the answers, not once realizing I was committing each word to memory.



I knew now that she liked horseback riding, she was partial to strawberries and she’d never been to a movie theatre. I also learned that her shyness was an innate part of her, but I sensed an inner strength beneath it.







That night we ate a quiet dinner before I took her up to the mini theatre on the second floor. She was like a kid in a candy store when I explained to her that one of the companies in my conglomeration was a movie studio and that sometimes I got to preview a movie before its release.

She wanted to know any and everything, which of course I answered but she had no idea that I had no intentions on her ever setting foot on a movie set, unless it was to visit of course.

I’m not a prude by any stretch of the imagination, but the thought of someone else having their hands on her, whether it was pretend or otherwise, just wasn’t high on my list of approval.

She’d already let it be known that her only interest in the movie business was as a means of escape from her former life. She didn’t seem to bear any real love for the idea, and I’m thinking being the new face for the clothing line should take care of what she wanted nicely.