Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 73568 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73568 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Posey blushes and ducks her head a moment before saying, “You did great. I was very impressed.”
I want to tease her about her ramble, but instead, I choose to hold it close. I thumb back at the garage. “I’m going to meet with the team and then I’ll be taking the helicopter back. You heading to HQ with Maeve?”
She nods, looking around for the red-haired communications manager. “Yeah… I think she’s around here somewhere. We’re going to grab a drink when we get back to Woking.”
“But dinner with me,” I say. It’s not a request, but a demand.
Posey nods, cheeks pink and pretty. “Okay… see you when you get home.”
CHAPTER 14
Lex
The house is empty and dark when I arrive, but I’m not concerned. I know Posey is with Maeve and our dinner reservations aren’t for another hour.
I sit at the kitchen table and resist the urge to text her. I’ve never before sent the words to a woman, “Where are you?” or “When will you be home?” but fuck if that’s not what I want to do because I simply can’t wait to see her.
Today’s been the first day that we’ve spent mostly separated. I’ve become so used to Posey being my shadow that I’d not realized she’d become a comfort to me throughout the day. Now that she’s become my lover, well… is that why I’ve missed her today?
I fucking loved having her at the track watching me test the car. It made the thrill of speed all the sweeter knowing her eyes were on me.
But we parted ways as I flew back on the helicopter and she rode with Maeve. I didn’t see her the rest of the day as Spencer gave her some time and I had meetings with the engineers and strategists, as well as marketing promotions and interviews Maeve hustled me to.
Late afternoon I broke and asked Maeve, trying to sound casual, “Where’s Posey?”
“Oh, she went to the house. Said she had some work to do on the article before we go out tonight.”
I kept my smile to myself. Article means book and I was actually glad that Posey took time away from me and Crown Velocity to do some writing. Since living with her at the Airbnb the last five days, I’ve seen how she’s been burning the candle at both ends. She works late into the night, not just translating her imagination via her laptop, but she does marketing and administrative work. I asked her about it one night and got quite the education on what it means to be a self-published author.
It frankly means that she does everything, and I’ve come to realize that crafting a story is but one small part of what makes up her business.
There’s a bit of guilt that I kept her occupied in bed last night so yeah, I’m glad she took the rest of the day today to work on her own stuff.
I swivel my head upon the key rattling in the lock and then Posey’s walking through the door, her cheeks reddened by the chilled air and her hair tousled from the wind. She’s got her ugly green coat on, which she shrugs out of, hanging it on the coat rack.
“You’re late,” I say, causing her to jump as she’d not seen me in the kitchen.
She turns, hand pressed to her chest, and glares at me. “Lurk much? And I’m not late.”
“I know.” I grin, rising from the chair and moving into the living room. She watches me with wide eyes as I move right into her body, hands to her hips so I can pull her in for a blistering kiss. When I lift my head, her eyes are glazed and there’s a faint smile on her lips. “Did you miss me today?”
“I saw you today,” she points out, not willing to give in to such sentiments.
“I only got a very brief kiss.”
Posey slaps my arm lightly. “Which was completely reckless by the way. Someone could have seen us.”
“Why is that a problem?” I ask.
“Because… I’m a journalist… or supposed to be. Doing an article on you and Crown Velocity. It would be highly unethical for me to sleep with you.”
I lift an eyebrow, a coy look in place. “As opposed to pretending to be a journalist to get the inside scoop for your romance novel being highly ethical.”
Posey rolls her eyes, unwilling to bristle under my poking. “You know what I mean, and besides… you hiding the truth makes you complicit, so I’m protecting us both. Just… keep your distance from me when we’re around others.”
“Fine.” Laughing, I pick her up and give her a twirl. “I love how you like to be all aloof with me. Unwilling to admit you might have missed me. It’s cute.”
When I set her down, she pushes at my chest. “This is just a fling, Lex.”