The Wolf Who Saved Me

Chapter 3 Mira

Callahan Darcy had stared at me for the entire duration of that meeting. I could barely hear myself think. All I could hear was my heartbeat, all I could feel was the throbbing between my legs. My brain was going haywire, I was going crazy. I couldn't even think straight to write anything down on my notepad. There was something about that man. All I wanted him to do was throw me onto that conference table and relieve this throbbing between my legs. He was a God compared to other men in the room. His brown hair was cropped and his chocolate brown eyes had flecks of gold in them. He was tall, tan, and buff, and my thoughts turned dirty instantly. As I wondered what he would look like naked. What his body would taste like. I had not felt like this, not since Tony. The thought of Callahan Darcy and I in bed, his mouth on my body made me squirm in my chair. I spent the entire day after the meeting thinking about Mr. Darcy. I practically ran from the conference room after the meeting. Not wanting to embarrass myself in front of my new boss' boss. Not wanting to really meet him, I was to scared to. My body was going haywire, not the greatest impression. Renee found me in my office at lunch time. She swooned over Callahan Darcy and his friend Deacon Livingston. They both towered over every man in that conference room. That just made them more alluring, more interesting. I was afraid of what I felt for Callahan, it was so sudden. It was like something switched in my brain, and no one else matter but him. I didn't want to get hurt again. Not after Tony.

I got home around 5, happy that I had the weekend to process what had happened today at the office. I knew Liz said she wouldn't be home till 6, so I had an hour to kill. I went into our shared office and paid a few bills, and went through my personal email. Trying to pretend that my life was normal. But after today, I am not sure my life will go back to being normal. Not after the way Callahan Darcy stared at me. I heard Liz come in, yelling for me. I rolled my eyes, and shut my laptop down. Before I could get up, she burst through the office door. 

"Why didn't you tell me that it was Callahan Darcy who was buying your place of employment," she demanded. Crossing her arms. I leaned back in my chair, just glaring at her. How the hell did she find out?

"Because I wasn't sure if Mr. Reed was going to allow him to buy it. I didn't want to tell you if the deal didn't go through," I said. She stood there for a moment. I knew the journalist in her, she wanted the scoop on the story. Before someone else found out. But apparently she did find out.

"You have to get him to sit down with me. I would love to interview him. Pick his brain. No one has ever gotten an interview with him. The great son Robert Darcy," she said. She was right on that point. Besides the pictures on social media, no one ever really talked to Callahan Darcy.

"I highly doubt I can do that Liz. I am only one of thousands of employees that will be working under him and his father," I said. She rolled her eyes, I knew that she would begged until I said yes. She has done it before, and I am sure it will not be the last time.

"Come on Mira, this could be a huge story for me to break. Many in the business sector are wondering why the son of a prominent real magnet is branching out into publishing," she said. I rolled my eyes, Liz was a dog with a bone when it came to a story. 

"Fine, I can try, but don't be disappointed when I can't make it happen," I said. She laughed and kissed me on the cheek. That didn't take long, maybe that was because I wanted to see Callahan again. I wanted to actually talk to him. Though I knew that it could a very bad idea to do so.

"Girl, you are the hottest chick working there. He is bound to notice you," she said. I laughed at her as we headed to her room. I didn't want to tell her that Callahan had stared at me the whole time we were in the meeting this morning. I knew that we would spend at least 20 minutes deciding on an outfit for tonight. Liz was notorious for indecision and fashion was just another aspect where indecision took over. Finally she picked something and went into her bathroom to get ready. I headed into my room and began roaming through my own closet. I chose my favorite little black dress. It was sleeveless and cut low to expose my breasts. It was form fitting and hugged my curves in just the right way. I always felt so sexy in it. I chose some black lace panties to go with it. I quickly redid my make up and added a few more curls in my hair. I grabbed my favorite black suede jacket and black pumps. Lizzie was already in the living room, her mouth dropped when she saw me.