The Billionaire Wins the Game(32)

He’d never felt jealousy before Amy, and was shocked by the emotion tugging at his gut. They couldn’t be a couple. She was his employee and it wouldn’t work. He shouldn’t feel anything toward her, but even after months he couldn’t stop thinking about her on a daily basis.

He sat a little straighter in his chair. He was going out of his mind, which would amuse his brothers to no end. He laid his head in his hands and waited for her to leave. He had no complaints with her work. She’d learned more each day and was doing an excellent job.

He’d entertained the idea of firing her, but had thrown the thought out immediately. He just couldn’t let her go. Maybe, he’d be able to eventually. Of course he would. He’d get over his feelings for her and be able to work with her, like anyone else, or he’d have no choice but to move her to another division. Even thinking that made his stomach clench.

Lucas got up and decided to go out for a drink. He’d find himself a nice distraction for the night. Any woman would be happy to come home with him. He was Lucas Anderson, and never had trouble finding a date.

Even though the thought of any other woman, besides Amy, wasn’t appealing, he’d just have to work through it. He knew once he stepped out, he’d begin to feel better, and he was sure some pretty thing would catch his eye, at least enough for one night.

Lucas went to a club he hadn’t been to for a while and sat down. He ordered a drink and was there no more than five minutes when an exceptionally gorgeous redhead sat next to him. She gave him the look that said, buy me a drink and you can take me home.

He threw back his drink, before turning to give her his full attention, “can I buy you something?” He placed all the charm at his disposal into his voice.

She rubbed her finger up his arm, “I’ll have a dirty martini, Sugar.”

He bought her several drinks and listened as she tried to charm him over an almost endless hour. He knew all he had to do was crook his finger and she’d be in his car, going home with him. He was trying to will himself to do just that and knew it wasn’t going to happen.

Lucas felt zero desire for the woman who was showing her curves to anyone wanting a clear view. “Thank you for your company this evening,” he said as he threw several bills on the table. “Goodnight,” he finished.

“In case you haven’t noticed the signals, baby, I’m offering to go with you. Trust me, you won’t regret a night, or more, with me,” she purred.

Lucas just looked at her for a moment, then turned and walked away. He’d felt nothing. Normally, he would’ve taken her home and accepted what she was offering. A no strings attached night of great sex.

The whole time he’d sat with her, all he could think of was Amy. She was soft and feminine, not trampy and brash. She was also the greatest sexual experience he’d ever had. How was that woman always so much a part of his thoughts?

He quickly made it home and parked in his spot, immediately noticing Amy’s car. He was surprised by the feeling of relief washing over him at knowing she was home. Of course, that was short lived as he thought there could be a man in her apartment with her.

Suddenly, he had to know. He had to know if she was with someone, or if she was by herself. He knew if he was with her one more night he could get her out of his system. He needed to take her again and then maybe he’d realize it wasn’t as great as he remembered.

Lucas was in a rush to get up to her apartment. She still hadn’t figured out the other unit on their floor was his. He’d been very careful about coming and going at different times from her. He hadn’t wanted her knowing he was that close.

The doors opened and Fred looked up from his paper. “Hello, Mr. Anderson. How was your day, sir?” Fred asked.

“It was great, Fred. Do you know if Ms. Harper is in her apartment?” he asked, coming right to the point.

“Ms. Harper is currently in the pool, sir,” Fred told him.

“Thank you, Fred, have a nice night.” He quickly turned toward the pool.

If she was already swimming, she must’ve only been out for about a half hour. That was a quick night. He guessed she didn’t have as big a social life as she wanted him to believe.

Or, she could be planning to go out later when the real nightlife began. Well, she could put those thoughts on hold, he thought, because he’d decided she was spending the night with him.

He went into the men’s locker room and quickly changed.

Lucas came out of the locker room and stood unnoticed for several minutes as Amy swam in the pool alone. She looked phenomenal in her swim suit. It showed all her curves off to perfection. He wanted to take her right then, but anticipation was part of the fun. When she was swimming away from him, he dove effortlessly into the pool.