Err Molly. I was really hoping to catch up." He smiled leaning closer to me than was necessary. I felt my palms getting sweaty against the island.
It really is a shame. Damn, he's hot.
"Catch up?" I asked puzzled. "You have no idea who I am and I have no idea who you are. Perhaps we should know each other first before we catch up?"
"On the contrary. I know you a great deal."
"And what is that Mr. Stagliano? You know my academic standing? I'm sure you have some part of who gets to intern in your five-star restaurant after all," I fired back in a snotty tone. I didn’t appreciate people thinking they knew who I was.
He smiled as if he knows I'm on to him. "You would be right, Molly. But I also do an extensive background check, call references and go all the way to your high school academia."
Well , if that isn't creepy.
"So then you knew I wasn't married?" I managed to ask, wedging out of his trap. His body was intoxicating me, and I could f eel my heart racing as he inched closer into me.
He chuckled as if he's been caught. "You would be righ t. I needed an opening," he confessed with a wide grin.
"What ever happe ned to hello my name is?" I questioned, getting another glass of wine
"That's too predicable. I like to stand out."
Oh, trust me Drake, you stand out.
" Well, now that you are standing in my kitchen unexpectedly…" I stopped as I realized Stella was sluggishly walking in rubbing one of her eyes.
"What is it sweetheart?" I ran to her bending down on my knees.
"I'm thirsty," she mumbled as she rubbed the other eye, slowly tilting her head all the way up to the strange man standing in her kitchen.
"Okay baby. I'l l get you some water." I filled her a cup and led her back to bed. I was sure Drake wasn't expecting that.
Well, maybe he knew with all the background crap, but still he was probably surprised.
I walked back expecting Drake to bail, but astonishingly he was pouring himself another glass and waiting patiently for my return. I smiled and put the rest of my glass down.
"She's adorable," he gleamed. “Looks just like you.”
"The love of my life," I bragged with pride. I hadn’t thought of the opportunity of introducing Stella to another man before. I had been so focused on school and raising her that it never even crossed my mind.
" Well, Molly,” he said dragging out each syllable of my name. “It was a delight to see you. I shall leave you to the rest of your night." He gently grabbed my hand, closed his eyes, and kissed gently down on my right hand. My whole body quivered as his lips gracefully touched my skin.
He slammed the rest of his wine down and escorted himself to the door. "Have a lovely evening," I said as I opened the door waiting for him to leave. He nodded and out he went. Have a lovely evening? What am I his grandma? Ugh.
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning I got Stella ready for school so Michael could drop her off while I got ready for my second day of interning. I took a little more time getting myself ready so I could look my best in case Drake approached me again. I looked in the mirror, pleased with my appearance. If he’s going to trap me in the freezer again, at least I will have the courage to tell him to fuck off.
Or to take me right then and there.
Still flustered with him showing up at my apartment last night with no answers, I was determined to get some answers today. What does he want and why me? I’m not particularly special in any way. In fact, I still have stretch marks proving I bared a child. However, I wasn’t ashamed of my appearance with my long, naturally wavy brown hair and brown eyes. I was the spitting image of my mother with a petite frame; however, I only made it to five feet-four inches.
Still unsure of my feelings towards him, I argued with myself the entire way to class. I was positive he would use me as par t of a catch-and-release game, but part of me hoped he was genuinely interested in me.
Mr. Cooper had us working in
It really is a shame. Damn, he's hot.
"Catch up?" I asked puzzled. "You have no idea who I am and I have no idea who you are. Perhaps we should know each other first before we catch up?"
"On the contrary. I know you a great deal."
"And what is that Mr. Stagliano? You know my academic standing? I'm sure you have some part of who gets to intern in your five-star restaurant after all," I fired back in a snotty tone. I didn’t appreciate people thinking they knew who I was.
He smiled as if he knows I'm on to him. "You would be right, Molly. But I also do an extensive background check, call references and go all the way to your high school academia."
Well , if that isn't creepy.
"So then you knew I wasn't married?" I managed to ask, wedging out of his trap. His body was intoxicating me, and I could f eel my heart racing as he inched closer into me.
He chuckled as if he's been caught. "You would be righ t. I needed an opening," he confessed with a wide grin.
"What ever happe ned to hello my name is?" I questioned, getting another glass of wine
"That's too predicable. I like to stand out."
Oh, trust me Drake, you stand out.
" Well, now that you are standing in my kitchen unexpectedly…" I stopped as I realized Stella was sluggishly walking in rubbing one of her eyes.
"What is it sweetheart?" I ran to her bending down on my knees.
"I'm thirsty," she mumbled as she rubbed the other eye, slowly tilting her head all the way up to the strange man standing in her kitchen.
"Okay baby. I'l l get you some water." I filled her a cup and led her back to bed. I was sure Drake wasn't expecting that.
Well, maybe he knew with all the background crap, but still he was probably surprised.
I walked back expecting Drake to bail, but astonishingly he was pouring himself another glass and waiting patiently for my return. I smiled and put the rest of my glass down.
"She's adorable," he gleamed. “Looks just like you.”
"The love of my life," I bragged with pride. I hadn’t thought of the opportunity of introducing Stella to another man before. I had been so focused on school and raising her that it never even crossed my mind.
" Well, Molly,” he said dragging out each syllable of my name. “It was a delight to see you. I shall leave you to the rest of your night." He gently grabbed my hand, closed his eyes, and kissed gently down on my right hand. My whole body quivered as his lips gracefully touched my skin.
He slammed the rest of his wine down and escorted himself to the door. "Have a lovely evening," I said as I opened the door waiting for him to leave. He nodded and out he went. Have a lovely evening? What am I his grandma? Ugh.
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning I got Stella ready for school so Michael could drop her off while I got ready for my second day of interning. I took a little more time getting myself ready so I could look my best in case Drake approached me again. I looked in the mirror, pleased with my appearance. If he’s going to trap me in the freezer again, at least I will have the courage to tell him to fuck off.
Or to take me right then and there.
Still flustered with him showing up at my apartment last night with no answers, I was determined to get some answers today. What does he want and why me? I’m not particularly special in any way. In fact, I still have stretch marks proving I bared a child. However, I wasn’t ashamed of my appearance with my long, naturally wavy brown hair and brown eyes. I was the spitting image of my mother with a petite frame; however, I only made it to five feet-four inches.
Still unsure of my feelings towards him, I argued with myself the entire way to class. I was positive he would use me as par t of a catch-and-release game, but part of me hoped he was genuinely interested in me.
Mr. Cooper had us working in
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