Tiff’s POVSamuel drove so fast on the way back to his place that everything was a blur. We pulled up to a brownstone façade building.“You live in a brownstone?” I said, shocked.“Yes, are you surprised?” Samuel asked.“How much is Nathan paying you?” I giggled.“It’s actually a family property I inherited when my Aunt passed away,” Samuel advised.“Oh, I’m sorry for your loss,” I uttered. “I didn’t mean to be so rude.”“You weren’t rude,” Samuel said, touching my face. “I like that you’re curious.”“It must be hell to find parking,” I declared.“Actually, I have a parking spot across the street. I thought I’d drop you off so you don’t have to walk,” Samuel informed me.“I can walk with you,” I said, smiling.“Are you sure?” Samuel asked.“Positive,” I affirmed.“Ok,” Samuel grinned. “You’re the first girl ever to say that.”Samuel pulled out into the road and turned into the parking garage across the street.“How many girls have you had over, man whore?” I joked.Samuel laughed loud
Samuel’s POVTiff and I have been missing each other on text for the last two days. I’ve been so busy with acquisitions that I’ve been at the office day and night. I did, however, manage to convince her to meet me for dinner this evening.It’s 7:00 pm, and I’m seated at a table at the Modern, when I see Tiff walk in. She is dressed in a sage green floral dress. She looks edible. Classy with a hint of mischief.I stood up and pulled the seat out for her as she approached.“I hope I didn’t keep you very long, Samuel,” Tiff exclaimed, then she sat down. “Thank you, Samuel.”“You’re not late, I just enjoy the opportunity to watch my date walk into the restaurant,” I grinned, retaking my seat. “You can tell a lot about a woman by how she carries herself.”“Well, I’d love to hear what intel you gathered from me walking in,” Tiff smirked.“You don’t take any crap. You’ve been known to take down people who disrespect your friends,” I stated. “You like sports over ballet, but you are a true th
Samuel’s POVI knew exactly who was texting me. Did she really think that she was that forgettable?Tiff: Um...Tiff from the party. You stuck your tongue in my mouth?Samuel: I’m kidding. I know who you are, Tiff.Tiff: Oh, lol.Samuel: How could I forget you? You’re imprinted on my mind and soul.Tiff: Really?Samuel: YesTiff: I couldn’t stop thinking about you last night.Samuel: I drank to try and forget about you. It didn’t work.Tiff: Why did you want to forget me?Samuel: Because I thought I had lost you.Tiff: Well, I’m still here.Samuel: Where exactly is here?Tiff: In my bed. Well, technically not my bed because I’m a little bit homeless right now.Samuel: Homeless?Tiff: Ex-boyfriend moved to Sweden. I couldn’t afford the apartment on my own.Samuel: Oh, the absolute moronic ex-boyfriend. Anyone who would leave you has to have their head examined.Tiff: Stop, you’re making me blush.Samuel: I bet it looks beautiful on your pale skin.Tiff: If you keep talking like that, I’
Paul’s POVSo, here I am, moping around like a lost little puppy at the party of the year, because of a girl I just met. Fuck. What is wrong with me? I honestly took one look at Tiff, and my heart and soul went all in. Now she’s disappeared, and so has her best friend.I don’t understand why she just left without warning. One minute we were making out and talking about a ‘meeting’ of souls, the next minute she proclaimed she couldn’t do this, and she was gone. I searched the entire apartment to find her, but she was nowhere to be found. I walked up the Nathan, Dante, and Dutton.“Hey, Samuel, you've got to come see Dante’s red room,” Dutton exclaimed.“Really?” I laughed.“Yeah, a fucking red room,” Nathan replied. I could tell he was a little tipsy.“The previous owner even stocked it with new toys for him,” Dutton laughed.“Well, let’s go then,” I declared.“Let’s go right now,” Nathan responded.Dante led us down the hall and ushered us in. He paused to see my reaction, so I exagge
Samuel’s POVExcuse Me? Did I hear what I thought I heard?“What did you just say?” I asked.“Do you,” Tiff said, pausing and stroking down my chest. She leaned into my ear and whispered, “Want to make out with me?”“Do you really think I’m going to say no to you?” I whispered back.Tiff led me to one of the couches and pushed me to sit down. Then she straddled me, facing me, and started kissing me. Holy Fuck, she’s a good kisser. I wrapped my arms around her to pull her flush to me. The heat of her body, the scent of her perfume, and the taste of her mouth made my brain swirl. It was truly sensory overload. I felt all of it down in my soul. How is that even possible? I had literally just met this girl. How could she be stirring something so strong in my soul? Did she feel the same way?“Tiff,” I hummed out with a throaty tone. “Are you sure about this?”“Yes,” she purred. “I can’t explain it, Samuel. I just feel so intoxicated by you.”“Are you sure it’s me and not the alcohol?” I wh
Samuel’s POVI’ve worked as Dr. Nathan Michaels' assistant/right-hand man for two years now, and I can honestly say, it’s been the best two years of my life. He’s not only been my boss but also my mentor and my friend. Yes, it’s a demanding job. Yes, I’ve been woken up, more times than I can remember, at three am by a call from him because he’s had some brilliant idea in his head. Yes, I haven’t really had a proper vacation in those two years. Yes, I don’t really have time for a relationship, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.Nathan said my loyalty would be rewarded, and I’m just biding my days until that happens. I feel like it’s getting close. Carrington Michaels, the official CEO and Nathan’s grandfather, just told him a few weeks ago that he plans to retire at the end of December. Nathan would be an automatic shoo-in for the CEO position, but unfortunately, he’s a little bit of a… umm… man whore? Slut? No, let’s go with Playboy. So, what condition did Carrington p