shoes.
Buyer’s remorse kicked in big-time after I was back at the townhome. I sat on the bed, staring at the new clothes in the closet. Cole was going to kill me. He trusted me with a credit card and I went crazy. I flopped back on the bed. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I just hoped I didn’t screw-up his finances.
I sat up when someone knocked on the door. Before I could say anything, the door opened and Cole walked in. He smiled. “Hey, Rugrat. How’d the shopping trip go?” He looked inside the closet, then looked at me, one eyebrow raised. “That’s all you got?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “I was worried I got too much.”
He glanced back in the closet, frowning. “Well, that’ll do for tonight. You can do more shopping tomorrow?”
I stood up and walked to Cole, putting my hand on his arm. “Cole, I appreciate everything you’ve done for me but you have to stop.” I nodded towards the closet. “With what I make, it’ll take me at least three months to pay you back for that stuff… and that’s if the necklace can be returned.”
“You’re going back to work on Monday?”
I stared. “Uh yeah. I still have bills and stuff to pay.”
“Your ex could show up.”
I did my best to keep the worry off my face. I had tried hard not to think about that possibility. “I’ll just have to hope he doesn’t.”
Cole shook his head, his jaw tight. “No. Quit. It’s safer that way.” He raised his hand, shushing me before I could object. “If tonight goes well, I’m going to need an assistant. The job’s yours.”
I clenched my jaw. “I told you I’m not a charity case.”
“Who said anything about charity?” He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close, kissing the top of my head. “I’ll need someone I can trust, and someone I can get along with. You meet both qualifications.”
I closed my eyes and leaned in against him. Sexy hunk with money to burn climbing the corporate ladder. Why the hell did he have to be my stepbrother? He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. I could hear his heart beating, thumping so hard a person might have guessed he was running a race. I looked up at him. “You okay?”
His green eyes met mine and for a second, I was lost in a sea of emerald green. His hand stroked my back, sliding up and slowly combing through strands of my hair. I looked at his mouth as he licked his lips. He slowly lowered his head as I tilted mine back. His lips were just inches away, and then he was gone, stepping back and clearing his throat as he looked at the closet.
He nodded. “Yeah, that dress will be fine.” He looked at his watch. “Guests will probably start arriving around six.” He glanced in my direction for just a second, nodded, and then quickly left the room. I stood there, staring at the door, breathing heavy, nipples hard, warm and wet between the thighs. The next time I went shopping, it was imperative that I get a battery-operated boyfriend, because if Cole hadn’t stopped, I’m not sure I would have.
Chapter 6
Just like clockwork, guests started arriving at six. I could hear Jasper, the butler, welcoming people as they arrived. I didn’t even know Cole had a butler until I had gotten back from shopping, when Jasper himself had informed me that both he and the housekeeper-slash-cook, Greta, had been requested to keep a low profile during the evening and early morning so I wouldn’t be weirded out. I didn’t tell him I was weirded out by the idea of two adults camping out in their bedrooms because they had been told to. I planned on having a chat with Cole about that when I had a chance.
I took one last look in the mirror. The simple emerald-green dress clung in all the right places, showing enough leg to look sexy while still appearing professional. The heels weren’t something I’d be jogging in any time soon but they weren’t really uncomfortable. A simple diamond necklace hung down near my cleavage… as if the dress