Home is You

Chapter 13

Liam:

"Well, you two decide on what magazine you want to buy, and then come up with a plan about moving operations to L.A. I want you to find a location, that we can build the operations center or you need to find a suitable building that can hold all the operations and the management," my dad says standing up from his chair.

"Wait—what?" I say completely not in tuned with the meeting at all. My mind has been wondering to Steffy and what we just did in here not even an hour ago. I lick my lips as my member pulsates at the thought.

"Get out of lala land," my father accuses giving me an aggravated face.

"I'm not in lala land," I defend.

"Oh yeah, then what did Dad just say about the purchase of the new building?"

"What new building?" I ask.

"Exactly," Wyatt scolds.

I watch as my dad stands up. "Wyatt, you fill your brother in on the parts he missed while he was over there day dreaming. I don't have time for this. I expect a proposal on my desk by tomorrow afternoon," he sternly warns before exiting the room.

Wyatt sinks in his chair a bit as if he is trying to get comfortable. "Again, the goofy grin, what is it today? What's on your mind?"

"Nothing," I deny.

"Try again," Wyatt presses not even remotely believing what I'm saying. "You are distracted. The only time you are that distracted is when Steffy is on your mind. So, spill it, or we will never get any work done."

"Wyatt," I say almost blushing as I peer around the room, realizing my clothes were exactly where Wyatt's chair is. "It's really nothing."

"Did Steffy stop by?" Wyatt asks. "Was she here? You are only in that kind of daze when Steffy's been here."

I don't answer him, knowing if I do that I won't be able to keep a poker face and Wyatt will still surmise what happened.

"Are you sure you are okay?" Wyatt asks. "It's nothing serious right? I know for sure something is up, I'm just trying to figure out if it's something I should continue to press or if I should just leave it alone."

Wyatt is quiet for a moment, "You know what?" Wyatt says throwing his hands up, "I don't even want to know. I don't care. You tell me when you are ready. Let's just get back to work on the magazine deal."

"Thank you," I sigh in relief.

Wyatt leaves me office to go back to his to finish up the project to present to dad tomorrow. I think we made some headway, despite being complete distracted about thoughts of Steffy and what we did.

However, even with all the thoughts swirling around my head, I can't help but notice that when I think about Steffy now, I remain flat. How is it possible that I go from a couple hours ago, hard as rock, and being able to make love several times in a course of an hour to not even tighten at the thought of her. I wonder to myself if this is how it is always going to be. Wondering if this will be the time that I won't be able to get up and be able to please Steffy the way she deserves.

I sigh in frustration, now completely hundred percent on board of what I need to do. I need to do this as quick as possible. The longer I put it off the harder it'll be to go through with it when the time comes.