found one with an Elm Street address. “Bruce Forester owned the land on Elm Street. Maybe the building came with it.” It would make sense to assume that the building was part of the property they already bought out. At least, he hoped that was the case. However, Ted wasn’t easy to persuade in that direction.
“I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure this would be outside of the property line, but I could check that out. I just didn’t know if you had looked into this.”
“Honestly, I didn’t. I was so eager to get started on this project, and this area has been surveyed numerous times, that I wouldn’t have expected it to get missed. Will you please look into it and let me know.”
“Of course. I’ll see if I can get ahold of Mr. Forester on Monday. Talk to you soon, Derek.”
“Thanks!” Derek hung up the phone and let a soft groan pass his lips. Another hiccup in his plans and he could only hope to find out that he had nothing to worry about. He slid the papers back into the folder and put it in his desk drawer. He turned off his desk lamp and stood up from the chair.
He left the den and nearly bumped into Mary, his maid, as she came down the steps. “Heading off to bed?” she asked with a jovial smile.
He nodded. “You?”
“I have one more load of wash, then I will be. You have a good night, Derek.”
He smiled at her. “You, too, Mary. See you tomorrow.” He headed up the stairs and into his bedroom. There wasn’t a lot of downtime in his profession and when there was…he was quickly reminded of how quiet and lonesome it could be. This was one of those times, and he couldn’t always shake the feeling that there was something missing in his life. He was glad those times were few and far between.
***
Charity stood up from the table. “It was really nice to meet you and get to know you, Jesse.”
“Same here. We’ll have to all get together again soon. I have a friend and maybe we could all grab a bite to eat or something.”
Charity smiled. “I would like that.” She first hugged Ana, then hugged Jesse.
“I’ll call you later,” Ana said.
“Sounds good.” They started to walk towards the front door when Charity stopped. She didn’t want to leave without seeing if the stranger was still there. “I have to run to the ladies room, but I’ll see you guys around. Ana and Jesse waved as Charity turned in the opposite direction. She casually headed towards the restrooms, but she had no intention of making it that far. She immediately spotted him standing in the corner. To prove he was waiting on her, he walked towards her, and they met in the middle of the dance floor. “You’re still here,” she replied.
He nodded. “I wanted to see if you wanted to finish where we left off.” He smiled, staring deeply into her eyes.
“Not really,” she replied with a coy smile. She reached for his hand and pulled him behind her, briskly moving towards the door of the club.
He laughed. “Where are you taking me?”
Once outside, she turned around and grabbed his face in her hands. She pulled him to her, and they kissed. His tongue eagerly dove between her lips and a ripple climbed up her spine. “God I wanted to do that all night.”
He laughed, resting his head against hers. “I’m parked in the alley. Wanna join me?”
She nodded. “First…what’s your name?”
He laughed, tossing his head back. “Brad, but Babe you can call me anything you want.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her down the sidewalk. She had to jog to keep up with him. When they reached a red pickup truck, he stopped and pushed her against the truck. He grabbed onto her leg and pulled her tight against him. She felt the hardness of his shaft beneath his jeans. She groaned, brushing her tongue along his lips. He fumbled with his keys to unlock the door of his truck, and once his door was open, he parted from the kiss. He stepped back, to allow her to get in and she sat down in the driver’s seat.