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Titan

B ailey is fine as hell.

I thought to myself as I whipped my Maserati Levante through the crowded streets of downtown Cincinnati.

When I first laid eyes on Bailey, it was undeniable that she was beautiful but something about seeing her fresh faced today and in her natural beauty made her absolutely breathtaking.

I wasn’t prepared to be hit so hard by her radiant beauty when I stepped off that elevator and she came around the corner.

The first thing I noticed was her smooth and blemish free face, then my eyes trailed down, and I admired how her hips looked perfect for me to grip and hold on to.

Then I had to torture myself and look lower.

I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning when I saw her thick brown thighs in those little ass shorts.

My mouth watered the more I stared at them because I could almost taste how sweet she would be on my tongue if I ever got the chance to bury my head between those beautiful thighs.

As soon as that image popped into my head, I had to adjust my stance just so I could relieve some of the pressure my boxer briefs was applying against my dick, and if that wasn’t enough, I had to add to my misery and look down at her juicy ass when she walked past me to get on the elevator.

When her perfume wafted up to my nose, I inhaled her lovely scent deep into my lungs and my eyes rolled into my head.

Her sweet scent was now ingrained into my olfactory senses.

Add in how she looked and today was going to be burned into my memory forever.

But it wasn’t just Bailey’s looks that was making me harder than steel right now.

It was just her . Her whole aura and vibe was beautiful.

The way she interacted with her nieces was amazing.

She was patient with each question they had from the time we got on the elevator in her office until now and she was silly.

The jokes she was telling her nieces were corny as hell, but they laughed like she was the funniest comedian in the world.

She would be a wonderful mom to our kids.

When the thought jumped into my head, I literally slammed on my brakes to stop that uninvited thought.

The car jerked forward, and car horns blared from all around me.

Bailey and the girls screamed in surprise, and I mumbled that I saw a cat in the street as an excuse for the sudden stop before I kept driving like I didn’t almost kill us.

Where the fuck did that thought come from?

I barely knew this woman and my mind was already thinking about having children with her.

But wait, why didn’t the idea of starting a family with Bailey fill me with crippling anxiety like it should have?

I was about to think more about that when Hailey’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

“Mr. Titan, you like jokes?”

“Of course I do, you got one for me?” I looked at her through my rearview mirror and laughed when she started giggling.

I stared at her a little longer because I thought Hailey looked like Bailey when she laughed, or maybe my mind was playing tricks on me and was trying to imagine what our child would look like.

I immediately shook my head and focused on the road in hopes to clear my head as soon as an image of Bailey’s stomach swollen with my child filled it.

I gripped the steering wheel tighter and took a deep breath before letting it out slowly because this kind of thinking was crazy.

But the fact that it felt so right, made it even crazier.

“Are you ready for my joke, Mr. Titan?” Hailey’s voice cut through my thoughts again and I looked back at her face.

“I sure am, sweetheart! I’m ready to bust a gut from laughing.”

“Why didn’t the coffee bean go to the party?”

“I don’t know, why?” I was actually interested because I never heard this joke.

“Because he was grounded!” Hailey and Rylee screamed the punchline at me.

I was silent for a second then I looked over at Bailey who was sitting in the passenger seat looking like she was trying to hold it together before I burst out laughing.

I didn’t expect to laugh as hard as I did but it felt great.

I think I laughed more today than I have in the last three years since my divorce.

The four of us continued to laugh and talk until we arrived at the restaurant a few minutes later.

When I parked in front of the pizzeria, I jumped out and jogged around to the passenger side to help Bailey and the girls out of the car.

I smiled when Rylee kept holding my hand as we walked to the entrance, and I opened the door for them to walk inside.

Once again, I tortured myself and looked at Bailey’s ass when she walked past me and once again, my dick damn near poked a hole through my underwear because it was too damn hard.

After the hostess showed us to our booth we ordered pizza, chicken wings, and salad then she gave her nieces some money for a game card, and they ran off to play.

As soon as they were gone, I could tell immediately Bailey was uncomfortable that we were alone now and was about to retreat into herself.

I didn’t like that shit because I always wanted her to be comfortable around me, so I had to get to the bottom of this shit and stop it right now.

I thought back to when I first saw Bailey at the bar last week and the next day at her company.

She was confident and vivacious, not this timid woman sitting in front of me right now.

“You ok, beautiful?” I asked after the waitress put our drinks down and walked away.

“What? Of course. Y-yes, I’m ok.” She stammered a little, and I smirked because she was such a terrible liar.

Which was good because my ex-wife was a wonderful liar, a beautiful, wonderful liar.

The quick thought of Eva immediately brought all the shit she put me through to the forefront of my mind, and I felt my eyes twitching, like it always did when I was pissed off about something.

I took a steadying breath to calm my nerves because now was not the time to think about that woman and the evil shit she did to me.

“Bailey,” I began but stopped when the outline of her hard nipples through her tank top caught my attention.

My mouth watered and I licked my lips slowly before I bit my bottom lip, imagining her nipples in my mouth as I suckled and nibbled them like a man starved.

I also saw how she shuddered before the small goosebumps rose on her arms when I said her name.

She saw my eyes glued to her nipples and she quickly crossed her arms and looked away, and I smiled like the Cheshire cat from the discovery I just made.

So, she loves it when I say her name? Noted.

“In order for us to work Bailey .” I purposely leaned toward her ear when I said her name, and was pleased when she had the same reaction she did a few seconds ago.

“I’m going to need complete honesty, so talk to me, beautiful.

What’s wrong?” Normally I wouldn’t press for information, but Bailey made me want to crawl into her mind and know everything about her, no matter how big or small.

She was silent but she kept fidgeting and crossing then uncrossing her beautiful legs.

“Why did you come by my office today?” She finally blurted out.

Her voice was unusually high, and her smooth brown skin looked flushed, like she was flustered or very horny.

Judging from the way she wouldn’t look at me, I knew it was both.

I made Bailey Henson flustered and horny, just like she did to me because if I looked at her thick thighs one more time in those little ass shorts my dick was going to be hard enough to flip over this table.

“I told you why, because I hadn’t heard from you.

I wanted to make sure you were alright.” I took a sip of my water when she finally looked at me and narrowed her eyes.

After I sat my water back down, I blew her kiss and then laughed when she quickly turned away from me again.

Obviously, she knew I wasn’t telling the complete truth, but the complete truth sounded crazy, even though I couldn't make complete sense out of what I was feeling.

How was I supposed to tell a woman I met a week ago, that the reason I broke damn near every traffic law to come see her as soon as I landed was because I needed to see her.

It was like my body wouldn’t relax until I saw her face.

How would it sound if I told her that from the moment I saw her, I couldn’t get her out of my mind?

That when I closed my eyes, there she was.

I would have spoken to her that night in the bar, but I had a video conference with a company in Malaysia to get to.

How would she react if I told her I was already envisioning a future with her?

Shit, I might go home after this and draw our names together in a heart on a piece of paper.

So, instead of telling her all of that, I settled on a version of the truth which was I didn’t hear from her after I sent her the champagne.

“Do you normally pop up on women who don’t call you?

And how did you know I would be there?” Now she was looking at me suspiciously.

I admit, popping up unannounced was a little crazy, but like I said, I needed to see her, and I won’t apologize for that.

I was more surprised that she went from not wanting to talk to me a few minutes ago to now interrogating me, but I didn’t care because I needed to keep hearing her voice. So, the more she talked the better.