hopeful.
Ten years was a
long time to lust after one woman, but Alex had done it. Despite the twelve year
age difference, which he felt made her entirely too young for him, Alex had
recently found it too easy to overlook that one minor detail. Not that her age,
or his, really mattered because Ashleigh had never so much as hinted at any
sort of reciprocated feelings on her side. Not that he’d pushed her. Much.
If it weren’t
for the fact that she’d gone out of her way to avoid him for so long, he likely
wouldn’t have thought anything of it.
The final straw
had been that damn Christmas party.
For some reason,
Ashleigh had gotten him all worked up, although he wasn’t sure she realized it.
He’d asked her to dance, and she had graciously accepted, but when the one song
was over, she had excused herself and then smiled so sweetly, he’d felt the
jolt straight to his cock. Whether or not she intentionally teased him that
night, he didn’t know. Either way, Alex wasn’t about to let her get away with
it.
No, Alex had
something else in store for little Miss Sweet and Innocent, which hopefully,
would end with her in his bed.
That’s where his
current plan went into play. Not that it was much of a plan. Seduction was the
name of the game and as far as he was concerned, the gloves had just come off.
It had recently
come to his attention – thanks to a little investigative work on his part –
that sweet little Ashleigh wasn’t all she pretended to be. He’d stumbled across
a very interesting fact when he was checking out her highly regarded children’s
book series. To be honest, he hadn’t been all that interested in her books... initially.
Some creative
searches resulted in a much more entertaining book series that their sweet
Ashleigh was responsible for. The kind that carried a certain disclaimer on
them – for mature audiences only.
As it turned
out, Ashleigh Thomas was moonlighting as Ashton Leigh, writing some downright
provocative stories that Alex admitted to getting caught up in. It hadn’t taken
him long to recognize the side of Ashleigh that wrote about deep, dark
fantasies and sexual exploits so outrageous, he wondered where the hell she had
learned about them. Had he not experienced a few himself, he might’ve been
blushing by the end.
Gripping the
steering wheel with both hands, Alex tried to rein in the hunger that ignited
in his soul whenever he thought about her and those damn books. At the moment,
the last thing he needed to be thinking about was Ashleigh and sex when he
should be paying attention to the hordes of cars and trucks around him.
Navigating
Dallas’ traffic required skill and total concentration on a good day. Friday
afternoons generally didn’t qualify as good as far as congestion standards
went.
As he sat on the
highway, at a complete standstill, Alex reviewed the directions. Based on his
knowledge of the city, the drive to Ashleigh’s should only take about fifteen
minutes. However, he’d actually have to be driving first.
It had been a
long time since Alex had looked forward to doing much of anything, but
anticipating the reaction on Ashleigh’s face when she saw him was quickly
becoming the highlight of his day.
It’d been ten
long years since he’d seen any hint of interest on her face, but she’d been a
high school senior when Logan McCoy had introduced Alex to Xavier Thomas. At
seventeen years old, she’d captured his eye with her beauty, but not much else.
Over the years, Alex had become close to the Thomas family, building a
friendship with Dylan and a strong working relationship with the family’s
patriarch, Xavier.
Alex had barely
gotten his business off the ground when Logan had introduced him to Xavier, and
it wasn’t long after that Alex landed the largest client CISS had ever known.
So, over the years, Dylan had become a regular fixture at the Thomas home, and
as he’d watched Ashleigh grow up, he’d found himself more and more