BURN "28 Flames" Book One

What You Need 22

My week in Montréal was the vacation I needed I felt rejuvenated. I jumped right in to work and brought on some new clients. I hadn't spoken to Abel since the first night there. To be honest I was happy he was gone. But his slut was still posting about their tour. Maybe this was the break we needed I visited my doctor and everything was going great with the baby boy.

I was excited and once he was off tour I would share the news with him.

His mentor Drake ended up calling me. I was getting ready to meet him today to discuss his options. Christina was already full of prospects and Andrew had to be here. Oh how annoying. I was just uncomfortable around this man knowing he saw me that night.

I took a deep breath and kept repeating to myself  "you'll get through this". I put everything I needed into my bag and headed over for our meeting.

By the time I got to his house it was already 10 mins until our appointment. I sat in my car after the security at the gate confirmed my arrival before letting me through. I had to make sure I was prepared.

I felt ready and proceeded to the door. I pushed the door bell and waited patiently someone to answer.

Finally his house keeper opened the door welcoming me in.

" I'm here to see Aubrey Graham." I said lightly.

She walked me to the office right on the third floor. Once there I waited until he showed up.

" Ms. Trotter. How are you today?" He startled me.

I quickly stood to my feet to greet him. We shook hands and sat down.

" Would you like something to drink or ear?" He asked kindly.

" Oh no I'm fine thank you for offering."

He eyed me greedily making me fidget in my seat.

" So here are the options you can  choose from. If you need me to explain them all to you to help you choose the better option than feel free to ask me." I rambled.

" Are you nervous?" He asked.

" I'm always nervous when presenting to a new client. Please excuse me it's never eased up on me." I lied.

Hell yeah I'm nervous your sitting here looking like a damn dog in heat with your tongue damn near touching the ground. I thought to myself.

"Well don't be I'm as gentle as a blue bird."He grinned.

Maybe a vulture but no blue bird. Your scary as hell. I laughed at myself inside.

He asked me to describe each package. I felt like he was doing that to keep me here. He could careless about this. I could tell by the way he was looking at me. His ass wasn't listening to me. I would find his eyes looking down my shirt.

It was getting dark and I was getting hungry.

"So this will be worked on as soon as possible. I will have it done by the end of this week." I said standing to my feet.

"Thank you." He said softly.

I gathered my things and headed to the door.

"Will you join me for dinner please?" He asked taking me by surprise.

I wanted nothing more than to get the hell out of there and go home. But I was Abigail Trotter not wanting to disappoint clients since they could ruin yoy by one bad review.

"Sure!" I said smiling.

I followed him to the dining room as the smell of salmon and lobster risotto basked in the air. Whoever his cook was had me sold.