that my feelings for you will be what leads to your—”
“Shh. Don’t.” Victoria smiled, tears of happiness pooling in the corners of her eyes. “Please just let me enjoy this for a second.” He laughed and leaned down for another kiss, but before their lips touched, she said, “I love you, too, Mr. Brad Grayson.”
CHAPTER 5
Victoria awoke the next morning hoping Brad would decide to stick around and blow off work in order to spend another day with her, especially considering what had transpired between them last night. But she rolled over to find his side of the bed empty and cold. When did he leave? She groaned and sat up, robbing the sleep from her eyes. The shower was running and Brad’s suit was draped over the chair. That only meant one thing: he was planning to work today.
She flopped back down on the bed and pulled the pillow over her face. Ahh, not today Brad. After everything they’d been through the past couple of weeks, why was he rushing to go back to it all? Business was something she wasn’t sure she’d ever understand. She loved her job but she didn’t want to work every damn day.
“Good morning, love.” Brad’s deep, amused voice snapped her out of her quiet pout about having to work.
She sat up and looked at him. He was still wet from the shower, his hair combed, a towel wrapped around his waist. He was like a God. Perfect in every possible way. Even from where she sat across the room, she could smell his cologne. Sexy. It awakened her in a way nothing else had.
She smiled, allowing her gaze to travel the length of his body and back up again. He was the sexiest man alive. It was no wonder other women threw themselves at him. And it was a god damned miracle he’d chosen to be with her. That was a whole other mystery she may never completely understand.
“Morning,” she finally said, her gaze meeting his. “I don’t suppose I can convince you to come back to bed, can I?”
He chuckled and walked toward her. “Oh, I’m pretty sure you could.” He kneeled on the bed and kissed her, nipping at her lips, but never giving her the full kiss she was craving.
“But?” She placed her hands on his bare, damp chest and raised a brow. God, he was so strong. His body so firm. It was everything she ever wanted. “There must be one coming or else you’d already be under these covers with me.”
He sighed and rested his forehead to hers. “Eric called. The contract is ready to sign. He’s already contacted Peyton’s office. We have to meet in his office in an hour.”
Victoria’s heart fell to the floor. “So you’re still going to go through with this? After everything she’s done?” She climbed out of bed, wrapping the sheet around her.
Brad gave her a look she didn’t care to see.
“I can’t believe this. You realize the moment you finish signing your name, she’s going to change.”
Brad let out a quick, short laugh. “This again? We’re always going in circles with you.”
“Glad you think this is funny.” She moved to go to the bathroom but Brad grabbed her arm before she could get too far away.
“I don’t think there’s anything funny about this, Victoria. This is business. And I’m in the business of making money. Lots and lots of fuckin’ money.”
“Business that involves a risky deal? Business that involves kidnapping and gassing your house? How can you make all your fuckin’ money, you love more than anything, if you’re dead?” She yanked out of his hold and once again headed toward the master bath.
Brad followed and slipped in front of her, blocking the door to the bathroom. “Okay, I get why you’re angry, I do, but you know how much I have invested in this deal.”
“You remind me all the time.”
“And like I told you last night, once she signs, it’s over.”
“It’s not over if I’m kidnapped again,” she snapped.
“Wait, you told me that guy didn’t have anything to do with Peyton, that he was out for revenge.”
Lillianna Blake, P. Seymour