Lunch

"Sam, I want to help you, okay? I have an opening I think would be a perfect fit for you," I say, not mentioning that I created the spot just for her.

I know I was a jackass throughout high school, and even college. Hell, I still am. Yes, I'm a selfish bastard and I want her by my side. I want to create a reason to see her every single day of our lives.

"I just... I don't know if that's a good idea Ares," she swallows, playing with her fingers nervously. "You don't even know what I'm capable of. Maybe I would suck at this job?"

Why is she making such stupid excuses? I know she needs the job. All she has to say is yes and the position is hers. If she says no, I'll keep asking her until she says yes. It's not available for anyone else! See, I can be just as stubborn as her!

On a side note. I absolutely love how she said my name... And I'm dying to see if I could get her to moan it while I pump inside her. I have to push the thought away before Ben gets suspicious of the tent in my pants.

I'm the reason she's here in the first place. I called Ben this weekend, saying I needed a new PA and I heard Sam was back in town... I knew damn well I didn't need a PA. I've got a whole crew of secretaries, but I wanted her here. I told Ben she should come over Monday morning and apply for the job.

I know for sure if I had been the one to suggest it to Samantha, she would've turned me down flat. She doesn't want anything to do with me, and that is completely my fault. I pushed her and made her cry. I just didn't see a better way of doing this.

"Sam, I know it's a little early, but will you let me take you out to lunch?" I offer. If I'm gonna gain her trust, I need to sweep her off her feet... Or at least feed her.

At the mention of food her stomach growled... I wonder how long it's been since she's eaten? I'm gonna ask Ben to check on her food storage and if it's as empty as I suspect, I'll have him grab her some groceries so she doesn't starve when she gets home. That is not the way to keep my new PA healthy and near me if she ends up in the hospital from lack of nutrients.

But, stubborn as ever, she looked up at me with those beautiful green eyes, shining with defiance. "No, thank you." I know it takes a lot for her to deny that she wants food right now, but she doesn't want to accept any help from me. But she will. Soon, she will be accepting more than just a job. She will be mine

"Samantha, you are starving. It's just lunch," I try to coax. "I'm sure you didn't have time for breakfast this morning. And if you're hungry, you will never be willing to be my PA," I tried to explain my reasoning for the date.

"I think it's a good idea. Then you two can talk it out," Ben smiles, shrugging his shoulders. "This is a really good opportunity for you Sammy. Ares company will take really good care of you, and if you still don't like it in a year, just find another job!"

If he ever had a clue how much I'd been obsessing over his sister all these years, he would never agree to this. The only reason he's cool with all this is because he thinks I don't want her. But there is no way I will be letting her go in a year. She's mine and I'm keeping her.

For years I told Ben she was just too young for me, and all I saw was an annoying little sister. And he just laughed it off, like what else would he expect?

Which is the farthest thing from the truth. Even now, all my dirty mind can think about is shoving Ben out the door, ripping her clothes from her body and claiming what should've been mine years ago.

"Fine!" she huffs, grabbing her purse while glaring at her older brother, not sparing me another glance. She sashays out the door and I watch her beautiful hips away and have to fist my hands by my side to keep from grabbing her ass and pulling her hard against me.