Page 31 of Scarred Heir

EIGHT

Sable

What haveI gotten myself into? I agreed to be a sex toy. I think.

I didn’t even know what I agreed to, but Milo did give me an orgasm by kissing me. I didn’t know that was possible. Still, I couldn’t let him lead me around by my…

“There you are.” Milo stood at the bottom of the staircase, impeccably dressed in a dark blue suit and shiny, leather shoes that probably cost more than my rent. His silver watch glinted in the rays of sun shining in from the clear, clean windows overhead.

As I continued down the stairs, the scent of his comforting cologne, the one that had lingered on my skin all night and lulled me to sleep, swirled between us.

“I didn’t realize you were here,” I said.

“I live here.”

“You didn’t come back last night. I didn’t… um, where did you sleep?”

I couldn’t deny that I was relieved when we didn’t have to share a bed, but I had spent most of the night staring at those double doors, waiting for him to come in, until I finally fell into a deep sleep. My body gave in to the comfortable bed, fluffy pillows, and soft sheets.

“This is a big house. We have plenty of guest bedrooms.” He buttoned his suit jacket. “Don’t get used to me not sleeping in my own bed, kitten. I had work to occupy me, and crawling between the sheets with you wouldn’t have allowed me to do what I had to do.”

“You take your job seriously.”

“You have no idea.” He pulled me against him once I reached the bottom of the staircase. “I trust you slept well.”

“It was quiet.” My fingers twitched, wanting to touch his flawless face. “My apartment is on a busy street. It’s always noisy. It’s difficult to get a full night’s sleep.”

“You didn’t even hear me come in when I showered and got dressed.” He tucked my hair behind my ear. “It took plenty of control on my part not to wake you and finish what we started last night.”

Heat spread up my neck and to my cheeks, but I wasn’t sure if I blushed because I had slept so soundly or if I was embarrassed about what had happened in his bed.

“I’m enjoying the anticipation.” He tilted my chin up, holding me still. Was he smiling because he could feel my heart race against his chest? “I’m looking forward to playing with you later, but now I have to go.”

“Where?” My question came out in a breathless sigh as I stared into his eyes.

“Work.” He pressed his lips to mine, kissing me slowly and filling me with all of his anticipation.

“What should I do?” I asked when he released me.

“Antonella is waiting in the kitchen to make you breakfast.”He took his phone out and quickly texted someone. “Get acquainted with the house. There’s a gym downstairs and a hot tub, steam room, and sauna if you’re interested.”

“I don’t think I brought the right clothes for any of that.” I didn’t even own a bathing suit, much less sneakers to workout in. “You said the pool house was up the road. I’ll go visit Chance.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“He’s not taking visitors.” Milo glanced out the window. “My car is here.”

“What do you mean he isn’t taking visitors?” I stepped around him and blocked the door. “I want to see him.”

“I said no.”

“You didn’t say why.” His vibrant blue eyes narrowed when I challenged him. “Have you hurt him?”

“Why would I hurt him?”

“Because he gave you some trouble when we arrived, but I said I would handle him.”