Shaking his head, Ryan glared at the other man. “You don’t even have a clue what Jesse wants. She’s a lot stronger than you or that family of hers gives her credit for.”
“You’ve only known her a week,” Jake said.
Ryan stared at him without saying a word.
“We’ll not be talking about this again, Jake. The same rules apply. Do not think to say anything to me about Jesse. Now, get out.”
He waited for the other man to leave before he relaxed back into his chair.
Checking the time he saw it was close to midnight. He picked up the phone to dial Jesse’s number.
She answered on the second ring. “Hello,” she said, sounding awake and alert.
“Hi, honey, I’m not going to be done for another hour. Are you sure you want me to still come see you tonight?” he asked, wishing she’d say yes. In the last week he’d grown attached to her as well.
They hadn’t developed their relationship and were more friends than anything else. He knew in time they would be more. Their attraction between each other would see to that.
“Yes, I’ve not got work tomorrow. This Saturday is my day off.”
“Okay, I’ll see you soon.”
“Drive safe.”
He hung up the phone. Earlier in the week he talked with David to discover a little more about her at work.
Jesse, from what he learned, was quiet, hard-working, and everyone kept trying to lure her into a personal assistant role. So far she had turned down three of the lawyers working in the office, each within a different area of the law. Her dedication to the clients and work made her an asset they didn’t want to lose. Ryan also found out about her being head hunted for a personal assistant role in other firms. He knew Jesse enough to know her loyalty would stay with the firm she worked.
Grabbing the other files in his workload he went through several more contracts, along with the collar ceremonies he hosted for exclusive members of the club. In the last month there were three collaring occasions he needed to organize. Signing off on them, he placed them in the correspondence tray. He would talk with the couples in question the following week.
An hour later, he went to see Bill to make sure his club was still thriving before he headed out for the night. Seeing Jesse was fast becoming one of his favorite things to do.
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Staring at the clock, Jesse tried not to count down the time until Ryan would arrive. She walked toward her window looking out to see if she saw any sign of his car. Nothing. She dropped the curtain, grabbed her cup from the side drawer beside her bed and headed downstairs.#p#分页标题#e#
Putting the kettle on, she started to make a cup of tea. She really did love drinking tea late at night, one of her guilty pleasures. The chocolate cake she’d baked that night stood covered on a cake stand glaring at her to devour. Her mouth watered for a taste of the crumbly cake flesh. Instead of grabbing a fork and just digging in she waited for Ryan to turn up.
Spending the afternoon with him on Saturday made seeing her family the following day easier. None of them asked her about her time, which she was thankful for. She spent the time at her parents thinking about Ryan and what he’d said to her.
He'd proved her wrong by sticking around. One week, he knew what happened in her past, and he’d be arriving very soon. His touch didn’t hurt her either. When he reached out to touch, stroke or hold her hand, she didn’t pull away or feel threatened by him.
The kettle clicked off as she heard the car parking on her drive, which was empty. She didn’t drive and therefor didn’t own a car. Seconds later he knocked on the door. She stood up and looked down at her bedtime shorts and vest top. The shorts stopped at the knee not showing off a lot of flesh. Her face clear of makeup while her hair fell around her shoulders in waves.
Her heart pounded against her chest as she walked toward the door. Ryan stood patiently waiting when she looked out of the peep hole.
Opening the door, she smiled at him. His gaze travelled up and down her body, making her ache all over for him. Jake, for all of his help, never left her feeling like this. Ryan made her feel like she was burning alive for his touch.
“Hey,” she said.
“Hey, baby. It was a busy night at the club.”
“Extreme is always busy on a Friday.” She knew but he asked for her not to go to the club for some time. Jesse did as he asked.
Ryan walked in, taking the door from her grasp and closing it behind him. Heat radiated off his body and she whimpered at the power of his look alone. No man should hold such power from a glance.
“I’m making tea,” she said, heading toward her kitchen. With Ryan inside her house, her space suddenly felt really small.