from the elevator, I was once again blown away by the beauty of Montgomery Enterprises. This level had the same welcoming feel as the reception area downstairs, only it was splashed with vibrant colors. The floor was so shiny and clean you could actually almost see your reflection in the ceramic tiles.
The clicking of my heels echoed throughout the open floor plan of the waiting area as I approached the man behind the desk. He looked up and offered me a smile as he slowly scanned me from head to toe.
I should have felt violated, yet something about the way he sized me up was different than the way men would look at me when I was with Jase. I felt at ease; it made me feel beautiful.
“Good morning,” he said politely.
As I looked at him a little closer, I understood almost immediately why he didn’t make me feel as if he had just imagined me without my clothes. It would appear I wasn’t his type.
“Good morning,” I said, holding out my hand.
He reached out and offered it a gentle shake, his smile spreading just a little wider.
“I’m Kiera Masterson with Stockman and Wright, and I’m here to see Mr. Montgomery.” His smile didn’t falter. In fact it grew wider. “Would it be possible to see him now? Or do I need to wait?”
“Oh sweetie, sweetie, sweetie,” he said, shaking his head with a laugh that made me smile. He was definitely more approachable than the girl downstairs. “Mr. Montgomery is gonna eat you alive.”
“Excuse me?” I said, no longer smiling.
He looked toward the door just across the entryway on his left, and my gaze followed his. I presumed this was the door to the office of the infamous Mr. Montgomery himself.
“First off, you need to find that inner badass and hold on to her. She is definitely needed.” I shifted my stare back to him. “Also, unbutton the top button of your blouse.” I arched an eyebrow. “Honey, you are going to need any form of distraction available. Tits and ass will be your best option.” He leaned forward as if to peer over the desk at my ass.
I was still so confused.
“You’re good in that department,” he said with a wink.
If Lex, or so his nametag said, wasn’t batting for the other team, I may have been offended. But now all I wanted to do was laugh. He was spunky; I liked him.
“If you are here from Stockman and Wright, that can only mean that someone is once again attempting to take Mr. Montgomery for money by filing another frivolous lawsuit,” Lex explained. “The moment you announce that fact, Mr. M will pull out the big guns and you’ll need to hold on to that badass inside you, thrust out those amazing tits of yours, and maybe arch out your ass too.”
This time I laughed, because he actually had me envisioning what those specific things would look like, had he convinced me to do them. “Then throw down the papers and run, sweetheart. Run and don’t look back,” he finished.
Before I could say anything in response, the door to the office on the left came open and out walked a man that made my mouth grow instantly dry.
“Lex, I need the blueprints for Argo Hemsway and where in the hell is Stewart? He should have been here thirty minutes ago.” His tailored suit fit him perfectly in all the right places as he took long, even strides across the lobby. The jacket pulled taut over his shoulders, showing off what I was sure was the strong back hidden beneath. I had never in my life seen a man that wore a suit so well.
He hadn’t even acknowledged my presence.
“His opportunity for my interest has now passed, so call him and tell him to find another investor. My time is valuable; maybe he’ll understand that now.” He was as intimidating as I had envisioned he’d be.
He then noticed me standing there, or felt my presence rather, because he didn’t even look up from the pile of papers in his hand. “And you,” he said, making me freeze instantly. “Get me a coffee, black, two sugars.”
He didn’t pause before