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He reads it, tucks the thick white note card into his pocket, and checks his phone.
My stomach drops. “Is everything all right?”
His phone goes back into his pocket. “As all right as it always is.”
My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I gather my courage for the next question, which I should have asked before I fucked him. “There isn’t another woman, is there?”
“No.” The answer comes quickly and decisively, and I believe him. “I haven’t had a sexual partner for the better part of a year.”
The handle of my fork rests in my fingertips, but I drop it back down to the empty small plate again. “No other man?” he questions in turn.
“No.” It’s a relief to hear that. A bigger relief than I would have thought.
“And we’re to be discreet?” Adrian finishes.
“Yes,” I say.
“Work during the day, and play at night?”
“Yes,” I answer.
His eyes narrow. “I like when you answer me like that, a single word rushing out of your perfect, parted lips.” His gaze burns. “I’d like to see those lips when I?—”
Adrian gets another text and curses under his breath. He’s not the only one. My phone buzzes too.
It’s from Maddie:Hey! Are you coming?
“Oh … I’m so sorry.” I push my hair back from my face and brace myself with both hands on the table. “I’m supposed to meet a friend tonight. I completely forgot.”
Of the three women I’m closest to, Maddie is like my little sister. She’s also going through a breakup and relying heavily on company to keep her from texting the asshole when she feels lonely.
“I can’t believe I forgot.”
“No time to eat?” he questions, not pressuring me in the least. His phone buzzes yet again before I can even answer, and he closes his eyes, visibly annoyed.
“I’m sorry, I really have to go. She’s a good friend of mine and I don’t know how it could have possibly slipped my mind thatwe had plans.” I swallow down the horrible feeling of failing her, knowing exactly how I came to forget about anything other than the man seated in front of me. “I’m going to take a cab.”
“If you insist.”
“I’m afraid I do, Mr. Bradford.” As I speak, I stand and he mirrors the motion.
“No longer Adrian?”
He holds his hand out to me and it takes me a minute to understand what he wants. “I’ll walk you out.”
It’s almost unreal what a gentleman this man is after hours. “Will you be so kind to me tomorrow?” I question as if it’s banter, but the truth is obviously buried there.
It only takes one motion from Adrian for the doorman to bring around a taxi for me. The night has fallen dark and the chill brings me closer to Adrian as the car pulls up.
“Phone.” He says the one word and I hand him my phone without question. Adrian frowns down at the screen while he types something. It’s his number. His fingers fly across the screen. I’ll probably find out he’s sent a text to himself with my number.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he says, handing it back to me. “Perhaps you’ll give me the opportunity to play with you once the clock strikes six.”
ADRIAN
It takes great effort not to let on that my pants are tight from my little vixen’s text messages. I’m certain Wyatt wouldn’t appreciate that fact.
With that being said, it’s my office. My meeting.