LOVE TO TEASE

Chapter 8

(Harvey's POV)

I stare at my desk for a minute before standing up and walking to the Full- length window behind me, my office has me high enough that I can see whole city.

My eyes scan the hustle and bustle of the city beneath me, while I consider the extreme stress I'll be putting on myself through tomorrow, by showing up without any partner and leave me open to a myriad of prying questions I really have no interest in discussing, especially with my family. Add this to the constant berating about my career path of choice, and this little dinner will become most definitely a pile-on-harvey party , something I would really rather not endure.
But then I don't have much of a choice. I don't get home to see my family all that often, which they consider rude. You'd think I have no heart desire to spend time with them.......

Checking my watch, I see that it's about time for my next meeting, though Louis had called to say he is going to be five minutes late. I hate waiting part the most, but Louis is never late he's get stuck in other meeting, so I agree to wait for him. Just this once.
I slink back to my desk and have a seat, taking out file to freshen up on our meeting purpose. I look over project progress charts. It's decent, all things considered.

. . . . . . .

Exhausted and sweaty, I wait for the elevator to take me back up to my penthouse apartment. I got home from office an hour ago and came straight to the building gym for a workout. Exercise is something I can say I sincerely enjoy.
I've had attended my meeting. But Louis's word and my mother's phone call stuck in my mind, as they tend to.

"Hey Harv!"
A familiar female voice pulls me out of my head and dip my chin to find Jessica Banks standing beside me.
"Jess". I respond as the elevator dings and the door open.
We stepped inside together, both reaching for the bottons at the same time, and sharing awkward apologies before I press her's, then mine. I admit to the tension and I take responsibility for it. After all I know the reason.
I haven't called her since the last time we slept together.
I know, I know. I shouldn't slept with someone who lives in my building. Bad idea, I know. But jess is attractive, interested and we'd both agreed it would just be a casual stress reliever of sorts. Like exercise, which we also both enjoying. Fuck, Louis words ringing in my mind now. 
Unfortunately, the way she's shifting next to me right now, twirling her hair, making me believe, I might have screwed myself more than her.
"We should get together again", she says," last time was fun."
My head does a little bob, but that's all. And we ride the rest of the way in silence. When the doors open on her floor, she shoots me a quick look and says, "Maybe Stop by later, I'll be up."
I blink as the doors close.
A few floors up, I exit, making my way into my apartment, and my mind stuck with Jess's bold request. I won't say the sex wasn't good, it was. It's just that.........In the comfort of my own mind I must confess......what I truly want is someone to come to me when she wants to be drilled into the mattress, without the date tantrums, and then once were both satisfied, they leave without a word.
You try saying that to a woman, I dare you. Oh God.... Louis word seriously stabbing me now.
I can't help it. Relationships have never appealed to me and when it comes to sex, well...... I like to have fun with it. And the fun has a tendency to end as soon as we get off.

Every one always says, maybe you just haven't met the right women yet. And that could be true, I'm not even sure I want to try. But her, make me want to feel something that I'm trying to figure out.
Turning on the shower, I pull my shirt over my head. But before I can shove my shorts down, my phone rings in the pocket.
Pulling it out, I check the screen. It says unknown. I hate answering calls for unknown numbers, but because of my work calls, I prefer not to decline. So, I swipe to answer.

"Harvey Arthur," I say  by way of greeting.
"Hello, Harvey! I'm uncle Robert, I know you must be busy but I'm also calling you with a business proposition."
"I'm thrown off for a moment. I'm sorry..... I'm not in the office. If you'd like, I can call you back tomorrow..."
"I would prefer to speak with you right away, if possible," he says, "it's important Harvey."
"Uh.....sure?" I pace out of the bathroom toward the living room.
"Harvey.... you're a hard man to reach I must say."
My mouth hangs open for a second. "Yes, well.... meetings and all.... I'm sorry, but what do you want?"
"You know that we're opening a new resort in New York close to wood area. I'll get right to the point. I would like you to come work for me on a specific job for which I believe you're the perfect candidate."

Robert Arthur? Offering me a job?

I'm stunned. "What type of specific job?" I ask, then shake my head. "This is highly irregular, Mr. Robert Arthur, I'm not currently looking for work, and how did you get my number?"
"If you agree, I can send you more information," he answered calmly. "But to answer your question, your mother gave me your number and as I mentioned before, I seriously beleive this job is perfect for you."

Perfect for me.....Not, I'll be perfect for it.

My muscles are tense as I shake my head, 'I'm sorry, Mr. Robert, I'm not interested." And I hung up the phone, powering it off immediately.

I'm not the same little boy. Younger, weaker both physically and mentally you think.
Not a easy prey.
And prey he did, but he didn't get me.

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