No, I had to stop thinking like that. It wasn’t going to help matters.
“I wasn’t under the impression that I had to knock,” Cat stated, as she walked over and took a seat, the one in front of my desk.
There was something different about her that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Maybe, there really was something wrong with her. Usually, she would have fired a response back at me like it was nothing. Instead, she was, almost, acting defeated. Like someone had popped her magical bubble.
“Well, you do,” I told her and rolled my eyes. “You would have thought that Drew would have taught you about that.”
Cat’s face screwed up. “I wouldn’t know,” she said simply, her voice low. “Drew and I broke up like a week ago.”
So, that was the reason that she was so gloomy. She had finally broken things off with that stupid financial analyst. It was about time. I didn’t understand why she was so upset about it. If anything, she should feel free. Chances were he was way below her standards anyways. Unlike me.
“And you didn’t tell me?” I joked. Although she wasn’t feeling too happy, I was quite the opposite. Without her fiance in the picture, that left things, well, open. Did that mean that we could get together? No, it didn’t change the fact that, not only, was she Mark’s daughter, but she was also ten years my junior.
She frowned at me. “It doesn’t change anything between us,” she told me, stubbornly.
“I wouldn’t expect it to.”
“Good.” She let out a deep breath. “It doesn’t matter how sad I am. We have business to attend to.”
“No.” My words made her eyebrow knit together in that way that I thought was totally adorable. Before she could say anything, I continued. “We’re not doing anything until there’s a smile on your face.”
10
Cat
Why was Jordan so intent on making me happy? Did he think that it was a good way for him to get into my pants? I had seen the way that his lips curled into a smile when I told him that Drew and I were broken up. I hope he didn’t think that it was an invitation to, pound town because it was quite the opposite, in fact.
With Drew out of my life, as sad as it was, it allowed for me to put my complete and utter devotion into this project and make Heartstring amazing. After all, I was sticking to my original plan. In five or ten years down the road, I wanted to be able to sell it for two or three times what we had bought it for. Which was already quite a bit of money.
But sitting there in front of Jordan, the last thing my mind was thinking about was the business. Instead my eyes were taking in every inch of him. His beautiful dark hair was pushed back with what I presumed was gel, otherwise it would have been hanging in front of his eyes, like that one time at the pool. A shiver ran down my throat, as I thought about that day and how good he looked to my fifteen-year-old self’s eyes.
His grey eyes were as beautiful as they were intense. I felt like I could stare into them for the rest of my life. His muscular arms were obvious in his suit. I could practically feel my mouth watering at the sight of him.
And all I could think about was how he would look if I peeled him out of that suit and ran my tongue down his pecs. And then how would it feel if he returned the favor and wrapped those lips around my nipple, tugging against them, and…
“Cat.” The sound of my name leaving his lips made me look up, and my thoughts dissipated, which was quite a disappointment. Jordan was looking at me, raising an eyebrow, and I realized that he must have been calling my name continuously, and I hadn’t heard because of my slight daydreaming.
He probably thought that I was thinking about Drew. What would he do if he knew that he was the object of my affection, instead?
It was a good thing that he wasn’t going to find out.
“Yes?”
“Get your head out of the clouds,” he commanded me, that grin still on his face. “Let me take you out. Then, maybe you can stop thinking about Drew and actually get some work done.” I had a sarcastic remark, in my throat, before I decided to swallow it. In his own, twisted way, he really was just trying to help me.
He didn’t know that I was over the whole thing already. Drew had never been able to make me feel the way that Jordan had. But, none of that mattered.
“And, where do you propose we go?” I asked him and leaned back in the chair. “Definitely not drinking, for obvious reasons.”
“Because it’s still light outside?”
“Because of what happened the last time we did so together,” I corrected him.
Although if it were up to me, we would be repeating the actions of that night, constantly, anywhere and everywhere. But, that wasn’t an option. I’d been the first one to say that it was just a one night stand. But, how was I supposed to keep my word when everything about Jordan was so mouth watering?
I had him once, now I wanted him again and again.
“What about the zoo?” he suggested, raising an eyebrow at me. “Or, the fair. Isn’t that in town for a week?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I think so.”
He stood up. “Then, let’s go.”
I crossed my arms against my chest. “What makes you think that I want to go with you?”
“Why wouldn’t you?”
“Connect the dots.”
Jordan sat back down and rolled his eyes. “Look, I know our past is a little bit rocky,” he admitted. “But, I’m not taking you out to seduce you or
