Page 85 of Bourbon Deceit
“December 20th, I will make sure to mark that in my calendar. It seems like an amazing day.”
I just shrugged, once again not wanting to get into it.
“It seems like you don’t like your birthday, which I won’t go into, but after this year, you’re going to love it. I’m going to make sure of it. You’re going to have one hell of a party,” she said while kissing my cheek. “Everyone deserves a good birthday.”
“I don’t need a party. I just need you,” I admitted, realizing more and more that my life was happy when Goldie was in it, when I’m holding her and talking to her. Being in a relationship was scary as fuck but with Goldie, it didn’t seem as terrifying. It actually seemed doable.
There was a knock on the door and Kace’s voice came from the other side. “Jett, someone is here to see you.”
“Tell them I will call them back later,” I called out, still holding Goldie.
Kace cleared his throat and responded, “Can’t. You have to see them.”
The tone of Kace’s voice pulled me from a confused Goldie’s bed. I put on last night’s boxer briefs and told Kace to come in. When he walked in, I acknowledged him and said, “Please take Goldie back to Diego’s, but let her get cleaned up first.” Kace nodded his head and went outside.
I turned to Goldie, whose face was crestfallen, making my heart lurch in my chest. I leaned over and pressed a small kiss on her lips.
“I have to go, little one. I’ll be in touch, I promise. Please be good and help Diego out.”
“When will I see you again?”
“Not sure. I’ll call you tonight. Be brave, little one, and have faith in me and in us.”
“Always,” she responded as she kissed the palm of my hand.
I was just about to leave when she called out my name. I turned to face her and was blessed with the sight of her naked body on top of her bed, her hair hanging loosely around her shoulders and her eyes with pure passion beaming from them, only for me.
“Yes, little one?”
“Do I have permission to masturbate to you in the shower?”
I nearly choked on my spit from her question, which made her smile.
“No!” I practically shouted. “That pussy belongs to me. You’re not allowed anywhere near it.”
“You’re no fun.”
“Be good,” I called out.
* * *
Luckily, I was very quick at taking a shower, so I didn’t keep my visitor waiting long. I put on a button-up shirt with the first couple of buttons undone and a pair of dress pants. I kept it casual, but
wanted to make sure I still appeared the business man I was.
I walkedinto my office and was quickly hit with a female perfume that was almost too overwhelming. Sitting in a chair in front of my desk was a woman with long, black hair that was curled at the ends. She was wearing a pencil skirt that showed off her tanned and toned legs and black high heels that would make any man melt on the spot.
Clearing my throat to get her attention, she turned in her seat and I was surprised to see that Keylee Zinc was the woman occupying the seat in front of my desk.
“Keylee, what a nice surprise.”
The muscles in her legs flexed as she stood and walked toward me with a little more swing in her hip than a normal business associate. She was attractive, really attractive, with her contrasting light eyes and dark hair and her pouty lips, but when I looked her up and down, I realized that I had no yearning to take her to bed. She was nothing like Goldie; she couldn’t even compare.
Her hand fell to my chest as she looked up at me with bright eyes. “Jett, thank you for seeing me on such short notice.”
“Anything for a friend.” I went to the opposite side of my desk but didn’t sit until she did. “Please have a seat.”
As she sat, her blouse blew open where she had it unbuttoned at the top and showed off a red lace bra that was hiding underneath, propping her ample cleavage up for viewing. I had to admit, she was hot. She had the right curves and if I was in a different situation, I would consider inviting her to the Bourbon Room, but even though she was doing her best to display her assets, I had no urge to cash in.
