He let out a growl of sorts before placing a wet kiss on the crook of my neck. Sparks immediately flew from my body to his as my heart began to pound out of my chest. He knew that that was my spot, and he had the audacity to do it in the middle of a...
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- A N T O N I O -
"The best things in life are unexpected because there are no expectations."
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As I sat on my chair in my office my thoughts began to consume me. Not your regular thoughts, either; ones that involved Kylie. I couldn't get her out of my head, no matter how hard I tried. I knew that I liked her, or else I wouldn't of asked her out on a date, but I've like a handful of women and none of them were this involved with my thought process.
I couldn't even read my damn paperwork without the thoughts of her interrupting me.
"Fuck it," I muttered as I pulled out my phone and called her number.
After a minute of ringing, her phone went to voicemail. I didn't bother leaving a voicemail because I figured she was busy.
I ran a hand through my gelled back hair before signing the contract I've been re-reading for the past hour.
I got up from my desk and stretched out my back before walking out of my office and onto the main floor. I walked to the window before looking out to the city and dipped my hands in my pockets.
I won't lie, I was somewhat annoyed that she didn't answer but I figured it had something to do with either Tyler or work. I internally groaned as I mentioned her work, she's basically a drug dealer.
I shook my head to myself, she shouldn't be selling drugs or working with anything that's illegal. Not only is she a woman but she obviously can't handle herself in that field. I know that she's a strong woman mentally and can hold her own if she needed to, but she wouldn't stand a chance against my men... or Kason's.
A lightbulb went off as I thought about Kason's men. She probably works for him.
I walked back to my office and sat down before calling a number I haven't called in a long time. After the first ring he answered with a hint of humor, "I haven't heard from you for a while."
I took in a sharp breath before speaking into the phone, "Indeed you haven't," I paused, "I was wondering if you knew something about a woman-"
He cut me off, "Are you finally settling down, old man?"
