King talks about it nonstop. I’ve seen some of her work and he’s right. Eva is more than talented. I’d love to see what she does with it when given a chance. Time will certainly tell.
“You’ll do just fine,” I say to break the silence.
Eva licks her lips and nods her head. She smooths down the front of the black pencil skirt she’s wearing with her hands. I involuntarily lick my lips. She’s wearing the fuck out of that skirt.
I shift in my seat to get a little relief. I wish I would have called in for the day and had Eva reschedule her interview. At this point, I would have if I didn’t know for a fact King will be calling later to check on how things went for Eva—which is so unlike me.
I can’t say that I’m not curious as fuck about why King really wants Eva to stay with me. However, I have no complaints. King gave us a forty-five-minute window to get Eva packed up and out of the apartment.
During that time, I watched her pack her things and get ready for her interview. I have to say the thought of her spending time in my space had me giddy like a teenage boy. Only thing that annoyed the fuck out of me was, her seeming not to pack enough.
Eva placed more books and electronics in her bag than anything else. I made a mental note, I would take her shopping this weekend for a few more things. I’ve never wanted to spoil a woman before Eva, but she has me wanting to do all types of things I’ve never wanted to do before.
I scowl as she reaches for the door handle to get out of the car. Not about to have that, I place my hand on her thigh and squeeze it gently. She turns those big brown eyes on me, and a part of my soul tugs loose.
I’m thrown by the feeling. I have never been in love and I’m not sure I’m ready to start claiming I am now. Believe me when I say I have no intention of letting Eva go. I’m just thrown by such heavy feelings so early on.
Then she blinks those big eyes at me, and I can’t think of anything other than having her heart fully, which of course would mean me giving her mine. Her round orbs seem to suck me in. I’m so drawn to her, it irritates me.
I never have rational thoughts when she’s around. I am already playing with my life as it is. I drop my eyes to her lips before returning to her eyes. Eva looks nervously at the clock on the dashboard.
“You still have ten minutes. You weren’t going to just leave without giving your man a kiss goodbye, were you?” I ask and tilt my head.
Eva’s eyes go wide in her pretty face, causing me to chuckle. I crook the finger on my free hand, beckoning her to me. She licks her lips and leans forward.
I groan inwardly as her full breasts peek out of her silky red blouse. I know Eva doesn’t dress with the intent to be sexy. She just can’t help it.
Impatience sets in and I cup the back of her neck and drag her to my lips. I trap her full plush mouth with mine and taste what belongs to me. Her lips taste sweet from the pastry I stopped to get for her on the way here.
I deepen the kiss, wanting nothing more than to devour her. This is foolish on my part. I know she has her interview and I need to get into the office.
If I wasn’t a greedy, selfish bastard, I would be satisfied with a peck on the lips and allow us both to move on with our day. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth before pulling away. Pressing a kiss to her forehead, I try to reel in my breath.
“That’s much better,” I breathe.
Eva pulls away with a smile on her lips as she reaches up to touch them. She looks at me with dreamy eyes, then reaches for my lips. When her soft fingers touch me, I want to suck them into my mouth, but I restrain myself.
“Should I take a cab to your place after the interview?” she asks shyly as she wipes her red lipstick from my lips.
I reach up to hold her fingers in place. “No, sugar, I’ll get you home. Focus on your interview, I’ll take care of the rest.” I release her hand as my attention is pulled away by my phone. “Good luck, baby,” I say with a wolfish smile.
I glance down at my phone and scowl. It’s too early for this bullshit, but if I don’t answer, this whole day can turn to shit fast. I give Eva a chance to climb out of my truck before picking up the call as I watch my woman walk into the office building.
I smile, Eva knows damn well the stilettos she has on are too high for her comfort, but she’s still working them. Her sexy hips sway as she teeters on her red stilts. I adjust in my seat once again.
“Brick, I hear you breathing,” the whiny voice on the other end of the phone fills my truck. I almost forgot I answered the call in the first place.
I sigh and shake my head to clear it as Eva disappears from my view. I shift the truck into drive and prepare for whatever this pain in the ass has for me today.
“How can I help you, Jemma?” I gruff.
“You can help me by not ignoring me. You said you’d help me. Why haven’t I seen you in weeks?” Jemma says.
“First, Jemma, I said I would see what I
