Where had that thought come from?
Callum stared at Simone trying to find out what was different about her from all the other women he’d dated. She was the most enthralling female he’d seen.
“You’re drooling,” she said with a smirk on her face.
He continued looking at her and made a point of wiping his chin. “What can I say? You’re a gorgeous woman.”
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Cole ate his food in silence. He watched the interaction between Simone and his friend. Callum looked totally taken with her. He understood what his friend saw. She was sex on legs, but she was hesitant. There was no way she was going to make life easy for them. He finished his food taking little glances at the woman eating noodles.
After all the women he’d dated he was waiting for the panic over the calories or some comment about going for a run like most of the other women said during eating. She did neither. Her gaze would travel around the room as she ate. Nothing stopped her enjoyment of her food.
“I think it is time I went home,” she said, putting the carton down. “I’ve got stuff to do and a resume to sort through.”
“I thought I told you it wouldn’t look good,” Cole said.
“For when this crap is all over. I don’t like the thought of spending the rest of my days as either of your plaything. I want my own life away from all this.”
“You’ll be in the public eye for quite some time.” Callum spoke up, his gaze never straying from her face.
Cole had to admit to himself that it was a battle to not watch her tits. She really had a good handful of breast.
“Maybe you can break up with me, and I’ll cause a scene. Everyone wants the next big story. Screw a model or something just to get me out of the picture. I don’t care. How do I get out of here?” she asked, turning toward Cole.
“I’ll drive you home.” He finished his food then made his way down to the parking lot. Callum stayed behind with great reluctance. Cole saw it. He wanted to make sure Simone got home safely.
“Can I sit in the front seat?”
He chuckled. “Of course.”
She climbed in beside him. Her skirt rode up her legs, and he couldn’t help admire the fullness of her curves. She really did have a body to die for. He wondered how she’d feel wrapped around his dick.
Cutting the thought off, Cole but the car into reverse and started to pull out of their space. The thickness of his cock made him move in his seat. From the sight of her alone, he was hard as rock.
“How long have you two known each other?” she asked.
“You’re going to make small talk with me.”
“We’ve got potentially an hour’s drive back to my place, depending on traffic. If you want to spend the whole time in silence then do so. Me, I hate silence. I feel like talking, and I’m talking about you. You should be pleased.”
He burst out laughing. “You’re trying to get information out of me about Callum.”
“Nope. Not interested about that asshole.”
“From what I heard on Friday night, you were really into that asshole,” he said. Simone didn’t even blush. He’d have to give her credit for that.
“On Friday he was giving me what I needed. Today, he’s taking back everything he gave me on Friday. I’m pissed, and I don’t like it.”
Cole stopped at a traffic light and waited for the people to cross. “You know, this could be dangerous for you as well.”
“How could it possibly be dangerous for me? This is insane. You dragged me into this, and I’ve got no say in what I do.”
He reached over tapping her thigh. “Whoever is stealing from the company, they’re trying to make you take the fall. You’re in danger because now they know your connection to Callum, it could get ugly.”
The traffic light turned to green, and he pulled off.
“You sound concerned.”
“You don’t know me, Simone.”
“You’re right. I don’t know you, but I hear the concern in your voice. A lot of people sound the same when they are concerned.”
His sigh echoed around the car. “Look, Callum is my best friend. I never want anything to happen to him. In the past women have been hurt because of our association. You could be hurt.”
“And yet you’re the one who started this.”
He couldn’t argue with that. The moment he’d seen that smug smile on her lips as he passed her along the corridor he’d wanted to see her again. Who she was didn’t matter to him. He’d never liked that bastard, Malcolm Allusifa. From what he’d learned of her past, neither did she.
“I’ll take care of you.” He meant every word.