Six Weeks of Seduction by Ellis O. Day

CHAPTER 9:  NICK

A surge of relief followed by lust raced through Nick when his eyes landed on Sarah. She was standing in the doorway, looking better than fantastic. She wore a short, emerald green dress trimmed with black. Fuck, he loved her in green. His eyes trailed down her long legs, stalling at her shoes. Those tiny, wedge heels wouldn’t make her unbalanced. It was too bad because he’d love an excuse to steady her and see her eyes darken with desire. He forced his gaze up to her face. It was pinched with fear. Without thinking, he strode toward her. A man walked over to her and she smiled up at him. Nick’s feet stopped as if encased in cement. This couldn’t be happening, but it was. She’d move on, forgotten about him like he’d meant nothing. She rested her head against the other man’s chest and Nick’s rage ran icy hot.

She and that man headed for the bar. Nick made his way in the opposite direction, lingering on the outskirts of the room and watching her. While he’d been jacking off and dreaming about her, she’d been fucking some other guy. He needed a drink—a lot of them.

He stopped a waiter, handing the young man a hundred dollar bill and his glass. “Scotch. Glenlivet. Keep them coming.”

“Yes, sir.” The kid took off, returning a moment later with a full glass.

He gave the kid a twenty and prowled in the shadows of the room. Sarah sipped her drink as she and her boyfriend—the word soured in his mind—moved around the party, chatting and laughing. He finished his scotch and the kid was there a moment later with a refill.

“Thanks.” He handed the kid a business card. “Come see me if you’re really this ambitious. I’m sure I can find a job for you.” He could use an assistant.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Drive and dedication should be rewarded.” He stared past the kid at Sarah. She didn’t understand that but she would. He’d been dedicated to her and she’d move on. That didn’t work for him. He wanted her again and he’d have her. Tonight and tomorrow and then she could go back to her limp-dicked boyfriend.