Unscentable

Chapter 31 - Unscentable

Izzy POV

Izzy was at the store first thing in the morning, had called Paul and Devon, wanted to look around herself. They both met her at the store at 8am. She was excited to be in the store, her own store, couldn’t stop smiling actually. She loved the gold lettering on the front door, thought it was very pretty. All the stores had it, she’d actually chosen the lettering and colour. It was her
own personal touch on every one of Piper’s stores.

Smiled as she walked about in her own office space. Her desk had arrived, and unlike Pipers' very cold and impersonal glass and metal desk, she herself had opted for a modern curved white lacquered executive desk which had two movable white file storage set of draws. Her chair was there too, a Napoli high
backed office chair also in white. She walked over and sank down at her desk. Loved that this was her office.

Her glamorous velvet Chesterfield sofa, in dark grey, had not yet arrived, but was going to look great, and be very comfortable to sit on, and not just for herself, but for the clients. There would also be a nice white wood coffee table
coming as well. And a dark grey rug to go over the polished floor boards.

Checked out the whole store, stood and talked to Devon, his office furniture was not in yet, due next week. He to seemed happy with the way things were progressing, ran through the inventory list of due arrivals, and let her know what was coming and when, emailed her a copy of it so she could be in store to help if she so chose to. Then he assured her he had it all under control. And it did seem that way.

Then she headed off, and was about to get in her taxi back to the hotel when she heard her name called out. Looked up and across the street.

“Izzy!” It was Edward, Mr Yummy was here in person. “Don’t you get in that taxi.” He called out to her, Izzy’s heart was suddenly pounding inside her chest, as she stared at him. He had actually come all the way here, turned up like he said he would. He was wearing black jeans and a blue short sleeved
button-up shirt, it fitted him very well, showed off all those muscles she knew were under that shirt.

Her eyes met his and she could see the smile in them. He knew she’d looked him over, checked him out. “Izzy.” he called out as she started to get in the taxi. She had to get away from him. Even from across the street she was attracted to the man, goddess only knew what would happen if he got his hands on her.

“Go.” She told the driver “Quickly.” There was a stream of traffic currently on the road, it was peak hour and it was the only thing stopping him from crossing the street and putting his hands on her. Something inside of her told her if he did she was going to be in even deeper trouble.

Her taxi pulled out and she turned in her seat to see him watching her as the taxi drove away. His eyes never left her, bit her lip and faced forward, got the feeling she was in real trouble. He was frowning at her, didn’t seem to be mad, but was watching her intently.

Went directly to the hotel. He’d not followed, as far as she knew, stepped into the elevator and turned around to hit the 6th floor button, only to find Mr Yummy coming through the front doors to the hotel, he was looking right at her. She hit the close door button repeatedly trying to make it hurry up and
close as he walked over towards her.

“Izzy.” He stated calmly “Just come here to me.”

She shook her head ‘no’ at him. Why was it the man seemed to be able to render her speechless, watched the doors close and sagged against the wall and sighed with relief, then realised he’d only have to wait and see what floor it stopped on to know where she was.

Pressed all the buttons from the 4th floor to the top, and then stood wondering where to get off, on her floor or before or after, and make her way via the stairs to try and avoid him, was chewing on her lip worriedly, didn’t want to lead that man to Piper, not with Brandon in the room.