What Is Love? (BWWM)

Chp 24: Rich Chic

Patience P.O.V

'Knock knock'

"Ms Miller, I don't mean to disturb, but it's time to get up,"

I groaned outloud while stirring under the covers, making champagne stop purring, but once I settled, his light purring returned.

'Knock, knock'

"Ms. Miller I-"

"What is it?" I growled back with my head still buried under the sheets.

"Ma'am you promised Mr. Davis, that you were both going shopping at 9 this morning it's almost 10" I laid there a minute, skeptical to look at the clock. Eventually, I peeked my head from under the covers to check my phone, and just as she said it was 9:30. I groaned aloud and face planted against my pillow.

"You completely forget, didn't you?" I could practically see the sassy look on her face from behind the door.

"Tell him I'm on the way down," I replied back, throwing the covers from over my nude body, causing Chanel to meow loudly in protest. I quickly ran myself a shower and picked out some clothes once I was done cleaning up, I grabbed my purse and rushed down the stairs.

Halfway down the stairs, I was met by Linda, the same one that woke me this morning waiting patiently by the bottom of the stairway.

"Hey Linda sorry if I came off as aggressive it wasn't my intention I had just gotten to sleep when you woke me" I sighed, rubbing under my eyes where I'm sure bags were present.

"You're alright. I know you're a little aggraved in the morning. How have you been sleeping lately? " She waved off, fixing the rem of my shirt so that it covered my breast.

"Not much. My mind wouldn't shut off, but I'm fine, thank you, linda." I smiled warmly down at her. "You know you don't have to go shopping with him. You can just send one of your secretary's instead. That way, you can get some rest. " She placed both hands on her thick waist with her brows furrowed in worry.

"I don't want them to give involved with this situation. The fewer people that know he's here, the better." I walked past her and descended down the rest of the stairs.

As I began to walk off, I was stopped by Linda, making me turn to her over my shoulder. "Don't forget to take care of yourself the same way you take care of Miller corp." She warmly smiled up at me like a mother would at her child before she turned and walked away. I watched as her thick figure disspeared behind a door as she left me with a warmth in my heart.

Mrs. Linda was a 85 year older black woman who came to work for me after she lost her daughter 3 years ago. From the moment she saw me, she treated me like her own daughter and became like a second mother to me. Every step of my journey to building my empire, she was right by my side,giving me encouragement when I needed it and mothering me when I needed it.

I was brought out of my thoughts by the sound of Logan's voice coming from the room down the hall.

On instinct, I moved towards the sound of his voice until I turned into the cats play room.

There on the floor was Logan, sitting with his legs crossed and Chanel politely sitting between his legs as he gently stroked her coat.

I couldn't help myself from checking out the way his muscles and veins flexed against the tight shirt he had on as he slowly stroked Chanel.

I clenched my thighs together as a tingling sensation started to spread between them. I won't lie and say I wasn't turnt on just now. Instead of rubbing the chanel, all I could think of him rubbing something else.