by C. M. Steele
“That’s because what I’m doing next, I don’t want any interruptions,” I say, adjusting my cock.
“What’s that?” she says, noticing my hard cock that’s ready to cum inside her again. I shake off that thought for a moment. We’ll return to that later after our meeting. First, I have to let the world know she’s mine.
“This.” I drop down to one knee. “This isn’t the most romantic spot, but seeing as this is my new favorite place…” I pause giving her a wink. “The first time I met you, I knew that I could never want anyone else. You’ve been all I can think about. I love you. Will you marry me, Hailey?”
“I’ve been in love with you since we met. I thought it was foolish and fantastical.”
“Well, then. Since you love me, I have my answer.” I slide the three-carat diamond surrounded by sapphires onto her finger, then stand.
“I don’t believe I gave you my answer.” She stares down at me with a look of feigned indignation.
Pulling her into my arms, I slide one arm around her waist, then I cup her cheek with my left. “I disagree. You love me, I love you, and you let me put my seed inside you. I think that gives me my answer.”
“I suppose it does. Either way…Yes.” I drop my head to hers.
“I love you, Hailey. Thank you.” I kiss her just as Nancy knocks on the door. I grunt and hold Hailey tighter. “What?”
“You’re going to be late for your meeting,” Nancy shouts through the door.
“We’re coming,” I call out, catching the double meaning and holding back a laugh.
“Dude, don’t need to hear that. I’m leaving for the doctor now.” I knew she wouldn’t let it go. She’s quick-witted and a bit of a shit head. I think it has to do with her four brothers and a ton of male cousins.
I open the door, holding Hailey’s hand we march up to my smart-ass assistant. “Good luck. Make sure you don’t schedule anything for the 9th. Hailey’s accepted that I’m never letting her go.”
“We’re getting married in a week?” Hailey asks, staring at me like she didn’t know I was crazy. I thought she figured that out once she realized I was stalking her.
“OMG. He’s just as bad as his brother. They can’t wait. Apparently, their parents were married after a week. Their families were shocked and not pleased, but Mr. Black didn’t care. And these men are no different. Don’t worry, I’ll help get everything together.”
“I don’t know about you, James, but city hall is fine for me. I have no one to invite on my side.”
“We can marry in the condo with an officiant with my family around. I promise that my mom and this one here will make it special.”
Chapter 10
Hailey
We arrive just as James’s guests do. “Hello, I’m Anthony White and this is my cousin and security detail, Martin White.” The security guard has his eyes on me, taking a long look that stretches from my eyes, lingers at my breasts, but doesn’t get any further because James snaps, “Do you have a fucking problem?”
“What’s your problem, Black? I’m just admiring her necklace. It is just as pretty as the owner.” I know that’s a lie. The way he eyed me it was more. The necklace was a gift from my grandmother before she died, and my mother got custody of me again.
“You treat my fiancée with respect or else.”
“Fiancée, interesting.”
“Forget it, let’s not cause a scene and get down to business,” Anthony White suggests. I don’t get that creepy vibe from him, but something about this cousin weirds me out. He’s bigger than James. Hardly possible, but it’s true and he has a strange, almost menacing look in his eyes.
“Congratulations by the way,” the polite one says. We sit and order a round of drinks. James stares at the businessmen in front of us like he’s ready to choke the life out of him. The other guy doesn’t seem intimidated at all. In fact, he seems pleased with James’s anger.
We manage to get through the meeting because the asshole with the stare is playing on his phone half the time. It makes it easier to ignore him.
As we walk back to the office building, James says, “I’m not going through with the deal.”
“Why because you didn’t like the one guy eyeing me?” I ask as we get onto the elevator. He takes us up to the condo instead of his office.
“Yes,” he grits out.
“Is that always your business model? Buy businesses because of a woman, then turn down deals because of a woman?” I ask, leaning against the elevator with my arms crossed.
“You know damn well that I’d only do that for you. Now. Get inside.” He takes out his phone and starts dialing.
“What’s going on, James?” I ask, but he raises a finger to tell me to wait. “Henderson, meet me in my office,” he says over the phone. He ends the call and looks at me with sincerity in his beautiful eyes, “Stay here. Don’t cut out.”
“What’s going on?” I repeat.
“I didn’t like the way he was looking at you. There’s more to it than some fuck trying to flirt with you. And a guy with security experience eyeing my woman isn’t safe. I’m going to do a little digging. Take the rest of the afternoon off. I’ll be back in a little while.” He leans forward and kisses me briefly before leaving the condo.
I’m not going to lie, I’m a bit freaked out. Something about White felt familiar to me, but I know I’ve never met him before. Needing to change into something more comfortable, I go into our bedroom and start looking through his drawers for something of his to wear. Inside is a gun, I don’t know why he would need one with Henderson and the two others around, but I just grab what I need and slip it on.
I go to his office to hop on his computer to look at dresses. I’m getting married after all. With the tense lunch and James’s exit, I’d forgotten all about it. I tap on his laptop and it’s locked. Damn it, I don’t have access to it. Oh well, I suppose my phone will have to be good enough for now. I get up from behind his desk and accidentally snag his shirt on the middle drawer. It opens, and I see my picture in a frame resting on top of a file. Nosy as I am, I take a look.
The picture of me is of the day we met. It was taken through the coffee shop window. It’s a side profile of me smiling with the light reflecting off the glass. I only know because I had a hair clip in that I lost that day. It was the only day I wore it. The picture makes me blush. I set it down and pull the file out. It doesn’t have my name on it, but I open the file anyway because I have a feeling this is the information on me. I’m right, it’s all about me. Then I see it’s got information from where I was born, and my blood type is right on top. Why he needed that I don’t know, but I read on. There are several photos of me in here. All shots of me going to and from work and my apartment. Then there’s a note. “No contact with family. Good.” I narrow my eyes, then turn the page to see my step-father’s rap sheet. It’s three pages long. I see another note by James. “Dead…if he touched her.” One of the arrests catches me by surprise: Suspicion of Human Trafficking
I gasp and close the file. “I told you I was obsessed.” I look up caught red-handed.
“This isn’t much more than an employment background check. The pictures and blood type are a bit much.”
“I wanted to know what type you’d need should something bad ever happen. I’m not without enemies, many just sore losers when it comes to business, but money makes me and my family a target. I’m sorry that you’re now included in it.”
“So that’s what the gun in the drawer is for.”
“Damn, someone was on a snooping mission. Since you know I’m obsessed with you there’s nothing to hide and you can look at anything you’d like.”
“Actually sir, I wanted to wear something more comfortable.” I stand up, giving him a view of what I had on. He swallows a hard gulp of air.
“Fuck, you look sexy as hell.” He grabs his cock through his dress pants. I moan because he is too fine. When he does that I ache to wrap my mouth around him. I haven’t done that befor
e, but I think it’s time.
“Not bad yourself. Are you done with your emergency?”
“No, I called your phone to check on you, but you didn’t answer, so I rushed up here.” He takes his phone and dials. “She’s here. Everything is fine. I’ll be down shortly,” he says without taking his eyes off me.
“Sorry, no pockets. I left it in the bedroom. I should go get it,” I say with a wink.
“No, but why don’t you look in the top right drawer in my desk.” I do as he suggests, and I gasp. There’s the pretty little metal flower clip.
“You found it?”
“Yes, you were leaving the library and you didn’t have it on. I went inside and found it on the floor next to the chair you were sitting at.”
“You were outside the library?”
“Yes. I may have watched you more than was sane.” I walk up to him, holding the clip in my hands.
“Will you help me put it in?” We both smile because the innuendo is there.
He nods with a crooked smile and sexy eyes smiling at me. “I’ll put it in any time you want.”
“I meant this.” With the clip in my hand, I press it to his chest.
He grasps my hand, holding it by his heart, then tugs me close.
“I know, but you can’t blame me when you left the door wide open.” I step back when he lets go, holding the clip in his hands. He easily slides it into my hair as if he’s done this before. “I’ve been waiting forever to do this.” He leans down and kisses me.
I want him to fuck me right now, but I’m too afraid to demand it. I pull back, then beating around the bush, I say, “I should get dressed.”
“Not yet,” he states. He’s blocking the door with his large frame. I stare at him, wondering if he’s going to let me pass. He shakes his head. I stand in front of him, pursing my lips. Lazily, I rub my hand across the white tee, hardening my nipples. A deep rumble escapes his throat and without another word, he tugs down the boxers I confiscated from him. Then he lifts me up, tosses me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing, swats my naked ass, and carries me out of the office. I think he’s going to take me to the bedroom, but we don’t make it that far. He pins me to the wall in the small hallway outside the office.
My back hits the wall as his mouth crashes onto mine. His body holds mine up while he works off his belt and unleashes his large cock. I moan as I feel it at my entrance. He pumps into me as he slides me down on his length. I drop my head back and take every inch of his thickness with pleasure. I cry out when his mouth sucks on my breasts through the tee. I shiver as he scrapes his teeth on my hard nipple. My pussy clenches around him, loving the feel of his silky steel. “Fuck me,” I beg, causing him to pump harder shaking the art piece on the wall. Every grunt and moan coming from his husky sex-laden voice makes me squeeze tighter. My orgasm is dancing around the edge until he says, “My wife time to fill you with my baby.” I come so intensely that I claw down his shirt, I’m sure leaving some telltales signs of his skills. He roars out my name emptying into me marking me as his. I can’t contain the urge to close my thighs and let it stay there. I want him to breed me. This animalistic, primal desire claims me whenever he’s inside of me. His lips meet mine sealing our passionate encounter. He pulls me away from the wall and carries me the bathroom.
“Fuck, you have to sleep in my clothes from now on. Or something.” His phone buzzes continuously in his pants pocket until he answers, “What the hell is so important? Shit. I’ll be down in a minute.”
He ends the call and adds, “My parents are here.”
“Oh, holy hell. I’m not ready to meet them.”
“I know, but you’ve got to. They aren’t going to go away. I’m going down to give you a few minutes. Don’t worry. They’re going to love you because I love you.” He kisses me and washes his hands and face after straightening his clothes.
This is not going to go well.
Chapter 11
James
Shit. Shit. Shit. I mentally chastise myself. I should have just called them and told them about her before now. They sprung themselves on me on purpose. I love them, but they can’t wait to meet her I’m sure. I need to warn them not to ask any personal questions about her family. I smell like Hailey. As much as I love her scent on me, I know they’ll notice. I sneak into my office bathroom and splash a hint of cologne on me and fix my tie. I left my suit jacket down here which at least will give me a little cover.
I walk out just as my parents enter my floor. “There you are. You’ve been a bad boy, James. Where is she?” my mother exclaims, marching up to me with a scowl.
“She’s upstairs. What brings you here?”
“What brings us here? You should know better. You’re getting married, son, which means we have what…two weeks?”
“One.”
“See. How long did you think it would take for word to get to us? We haven’t even met the special woman. Nancy loves her, so that’s a very good sign.”
“Well then, let me finish my meeting with Henderson and I’ll take you up to meet her.”
“Why can’t we go now?”
“Because I have a serious matter on my hands and I don’t want to waste any more time on it.” I escort my parents to the kitchen area for some coffee while Henderson and I go back to discuss what he’s discovered.
“What do you have?”
“He has ties to her step-father’s arrest. Rumors are she was on the block to be auctioned off to the highest bidder.”
“Shit. What can we do?” I run my hands through my hair because I’m tempted to kill that fuck if he comes near her. How he knew she would be with me is something I didn’t expect. That meeting was set up weeks in advance.
“I’m working on security here and the building is secure, but there’s a problem. He’s been looking for her. We haven’t been the only one pulling her background.”
“I want him handled. Did you find anything you could use on her step-father?” Henderson nods. “Good. Use it. He’ll turn really quick on White.”
“I’ll get right on that.”
We shake hands and then he leaves to make the appropriate calls and I lock up and head to the conference room to begin the intros.
“Now, James, please tell me you don’t have her locked up against her own will,” my father partially jokes.
“No dad, she likes that I’m a fucking stalker. I make both you and Dean look sane.”
“I don’t know. Dean’s story could rival yours I’m sure.”
“Well, Dean is a nut, but I bought a company just to keep an eye on her.”
“What! Okay, your crazy might rival his.” The elevator pings open and I’m shaking my head because my mother jumps ahead of me. Hailey’s not going to unlock the door anyway. I let them in and Hailey’s gets off the corner chair wearing a dark blue dress. I didn’t see her buy that one, but I know why. It looks perfect on her.
I slide my arm around Hailey then begin the intros. “Mother, Father, this lovely woman is my fiancée Hailey Scott. Hailey, these are my parents, James and Nora Black.”
“Call me, mom,” she says, wrapping her arms around Hailey. My woman’s smile melts my heart. “Goodness. You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you fell for this guy,” she exclaims, turning her head and rolling her eyes at me.
“Mother, let go of my woman,” I tell her, snatching Hailey from my mother’s grasp.
“We have a lot of planning to do. You can go do what you guys have to do. I’ll call you when we’re done discussing everything.” She pulls Hailey back and shoos us men with a wave of her hand.
“Come, son. You know she’s just as stubborn. Let’s order some dinner or something. Then you can tell me what’s on your mind.” I actually wanted to talk to him about it because he could use his clout as the District Attorney to get the charges before a judge for an arrest warrant.
Chapter 12
Hailey
This week flew by so fast that my head is still spinning. Mrs. B
lack, or mom as she prefers to be called, has been amazing. She did all the work. Nancy’s been helping as much as she can, but since she’s been sick, Dean put her up for only light duty. Goodness, I hate to see what’ll happen when James gets me pregnant. His parents represent true love and they will make excellent grandparents.
I look in the mirror in my overly expensive and yet perfectly stunning wedding gown, and I see a woman so incredibly happy that I can’t wait to become Mrs. Black.
“You look radiant, Hailey,” Nancy says, standing behind me, fixing my veil. “Are you ready to get started?”
“Yes,” I sigh. I’m so nervous that something could stop this, but I know James wouldn’t let that happen. Not one bit. He barely left me alone for two hours to get ready. We hardly ever spend any time apart and I love it that way. I’m sure one day we’ll drive each other insane, but he claims he’s already there. I must be too, but I’d rather be crazy than spend a life without him.
“Lead the way, woman,” I order her. Then I add, “Nancy, thank you.” She turns around from the door and throws her arms around me.
“Girl, we’re in this together. We’re going to be sisters in minutes…to twins,” she finishes dramatically. She turns back and leads the way down the hall.
Henderson looks at me smiles and takes my arm. “You look lovely, Ms. Scott.”
“Thank you, Henderson,” I whisper, tucking my head briefly against his shoulder.
As we make it to the front, I can see James eyes on me then back to Henderson, giving him a challenging look that makes all of us laugh. “You’ve got your hands full.”
“You’ve been dealing with him longer,” I toss out, giggling softly. It’s all a silly joke because James is a great man.
“You’re going to be stuck with him.”
“Hey, I can hear you both,” James calls out, giving us a feigned look of hurt.
