CHAPTER 3
Our turn comes and we get led to a board room where four people are sitting on a panel and a third stands just a bit further with a notepad scribbling. My eyes instantly meet with the one sitting at the head and centre of the panel with his confident allure and striking blue eyes, when our eyes meet, his hardens making me stumble and lose the few canvases and things I had on me. I go to pick them up and right myself as my boss apologizes for my clumsiness and the delay. After that, I avoid looking at the panel altogether and display and connect things to keep everything in order before I signal my boss to start the presentation.
She gives me a look before she starts presenting our ideas. I black out through the whole thing as I do my very best to not look at Edward again, I won’t make that mistake twice. When she is done the panel start asking questions which my boss invites me to answer. I came up with the idea and created the profile so I get into it hoping Edward doesn’t ask a question and I am lucky enough that he says nothing until we are done and packing.
“Just one more thing. I would like Miss Reginald to stay, I still have some issues I would like to settle with her” I could recognize that voice anywhere since it promised to make me his that night. I stiffen my gaze going to his again and he doesn’t look very pleased, my boss will kill me if she thinks I am causing problems for this once-in-a-lifetime project. I avert my gaze to meet my boss who doesn’t look happy about the request either, shoot me now.
The man who was standing by the Conner comes over and immediately helps my boss with her things as I watch in awe the door closing behind them, but not before my boss gives me a warning look. I turn back to the room and we are all alone. He looks angry to see me so I don’t know why he wanted to talk to me alone, does he even remember me? Is this work or personal, the guessing is killing me. I look around nervously because looking at him makes me feel like a bad kid under a microscopic length. There is a lot of distance between us sitting opposite each other in the spacious room and that helps keep me calm.
The room is quiet with neither of us saying anything and I can feel him from the corner of my eye looking straight at me the whole time. The room gets cold with all the suspense in the air and I hug myself nervously
“Ruby Reginald’s” he calls my name and I can’t help but look at him, he gives me a condescending look, stands from his chair and fixes his suit, I wish I could run my hands underneath it. He looked yummy enough to eat, I knew it. Neither my memory nor the magazine in my bag did him any justice.
I stiffen when he starts heading towards me with determination and sit straight on the chair looking over as he comes over. He sits with one thigh on the table in front of him supporting one of his hands. I moisten my lips
“What I want to know is why you ghosted me” he says lifting my chin with his finger. I am so turned on right now,
“Answer me!” he bites out. Yeah right, he asked me a question I think. Did he just say I ghosted him? Does he know what I have been through?
“I uh….I didn’t ghost you…I….I” I have to suck in the saliva in my mouth that’s about to drip outside first to get a coherent sentence out
“Why did you hang up on me, then turn off your phone?” he asks with his finger trailing toward my neck where he put his hands encircling my neck, he looks almost like he wants to choke me. Should I still be turned on right now?
“I didn’t. I don’t have my phone; I dropped it in the bathtub. I never got your call and I don’t even have your number” I answer back hurriedly as he keeps examining my neck.
He starts inhaling me from my hair to my neck then back. Using his hand on my throat he gets me to stand up in front of him between his legs as his nose and mouth go to my collarbones, then between my breasts back to my ears as he whispers,
“I have missed your smell, it has haunted me” I don’t know what that means, whatever turns him on I guess, since some people especially rich men have some freaky kinks.
He then finally ascends to my lips and kisses me. I knew kissing him would feel like finding paradise and it is, I let his tongue inside my mouth and we start battling to get each other’s taste. The kiss is hungry, it’s hot and demanding and I like it. Edward kisses me like a man possessed and it makes me feel all giddy. His hands start caressing my waist to my ass as he fondles them holding them hard against him while I moan into his mouth. One hand goes under my skirt while the other goes in such of my breasts, caressing and pinching one then the other.
His hand is on my wet panties and he growls to show his approval. He carries me and puts me on top of him on the table facing each other as he rips my panties and heads for my clit, I cry out shamelessly. His hand works my clit while the other unbuttons my shirt and exposes my breast which he feasts on them through my lace bra. When he starts penetrating his fingers through my opening, I just about have an orgasm when there is a knock on the door.