Taking Chances (SAMPLE)- The Scott Series

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      As I went down in the elevators, I was so excited I did a happy dance. All the stress and worries of the world was off my shoulders. Everything was starting to look up; I hoped Mr. Scott would like me enough to keep me. But who is Mr. Scott? The only Scott I know is Professor Scott and now Greta. Whose world am I entering in now? The job sounded interesting enough, that it would keep me on my toes, which I liked. The thought of traveling and seeing the world more would be a bonus.

When I got to the ground floor, the elevator buzzed, and the doors opened. I stepped to side to see my reflection in the glass. My hair and makeup were still good, which was a relief. I walked through the lobby and slide the key card in the slot, and to my surprise it said Thank you. That is weird, I thought to myself. As I walked out of the door, I looked around on the street and seen Louise's Nissan was still in tacked and I grabbed the keys out of my purse and hit the lock button just to make sure it was locked before I took off, but to where I was going I still didn't know.

When I looked over, I seen a black town car idling, and a man stepped out of the driver's door. When he got out of the car and was walking towards me, I noticed he was tall, and had a nice built frame. He was lean but you could tell he worked out because the way his arms swayed when he walked.

"Alice Hutchison?" he said.

"Yes sir, that's me." I said.

"Right this way mam'." He walked me to the driver side back door, and it was a little awkward not knowing this man's name and I'm supposed to get in the car with him, but I trusted Greta.

When he opened the door, he knotted his head at me to get in I smiled politely and thanked him. I gracefully got in the car and turned my head smiling and sticking out my hand introduce myself to Mr. Scott, and there I was again my lungs fighting for air.

"Hello again Alice, thank you for joining me." he said.

The man in the hallway, the man of my dreams was sitting right beside of me. I have dreamed of his man and thought about him often since I first met him in the hallway. His dark molasses hair, and honey skin just glowed, and his grin was ever satisfying with a look like he was up to no good, in the sexy bedroom way. I was at a loss for words and lost all my manners in that moment.

"Preston? Your last names Scott? Wait, are you Mr. Scotts son, and Greta's?"

While I was playing fifty questions, he laughed with each question I asked.

"Yes, my name is Preston Scott, and my parents are Alan and Greta Scott. I'm very pleased to see you again, are you hungry?" he asked.

Hungry, for you why yes, I am.

"Yes, I'm famished actually. I apologize for my outburst, you surprised me is all." I said.

"I like surprises, tell me more." I clung to every word this man said in his fuck me husky voice, I could just listen to him talk for hours and stare at him for days and it would never get old.

"Oh, just this day in general, well I'm glad to officially meet you Mr. Scott."

He smiled and grazed my leg, "please call me Preston."

In that moment, the overwhelming feeling of want and desire sparked the in the bottom of my belly and sent my body on fire from the inside out. How could someone I don't even know make me feel a way I have never known, but could have only dreamed or yearned for?

"." I knew he seen me blushing because he couldn't hide to satisfaction from his face.

As the car came to a stop, I looked out of the window and realized that we had parked. Preston got out of the car first and came around to open my door, what a gentleman. I got out of the car and seen a sign that hung up and it said Naples. Naples was a fine Italian restaurant downtown, that had excellent food and the atmosphere was positive. It was also private, and just knowing that made me blush inside all over again.