Another email from Archer, my best friend from college, asking to go for drinks later, but I ignore that one and hit compose new in the top right corner.

To: sstone@stonemedia.com

Subject: Apologies

Ms. Stone,

I owe you my deepest apology for the way things transpired this morning and would love the chance to explain the mix-up if given the opportunity. Your business is very much needed and appreciated.

Lunch tomorrow?

Best,

Lincoln Nash

CEO

Nash Enterprises, Inc.

SiennaSiennaSienna.

Her name is still on the tip of my tongue after I hit send, and although the smart thing to do would be to read those flagged emails from Brock, instead I hit the internet to see what I can dig up on Sienna.

I didn't expect her to be so...young. She owns the most successful marketing firm on the entire East coast, maybe even the country, and she's only... I scan the information that pops up, a huge gulp forming when I read twenty-five. Younger than me and just as successful. It's intimidating as hell.

And when she looked at me today like I was the last person on earth she'd ever give the opportunity to take her home... I mean, hell, could I blame her? I was a dick. What was supposed to be a formal business meeting ended up being an offer to come home with me. I cringed at the embarrassment flooring through me.

An entrepreneur herself, she built her company solely on her own. How the hell did she do that by twenty-five? I'm impressed. More than impressed as I continue scrolling. Born and raised in California. It looks as if she moved to New York after college.

Why would she move from the one state where her company would more than likely be the most successful?

I continue contemplating the thought as I click on the images now, grazing my eyes over the countless photos of her at different events. I stop at one of her on a red carpet wearing a silky little number, a deep cut down the fabric to outline her breasts and a bit of her stomach. She's curvy in all the right places with skin so smooth that it's almost as silky as her dress.

I know I was a dick to her today, and I know I shouldn't have said what I did, but if she had just taken me up on that offer...fuck.

We would have hailed a cab right from that coffee shop. On the drive I would have brushed my fingers against hers, giving her just a taste of the touch I'd be giving her as soon as we made it back to my condo. Then, thirty stories up, in my home that overlooked the city, I'd take her right then and there. I wouldn't make time for small talk, because, after all, we both agreed to just have fun, and I'd rip that fucking tank top down to see those perky breasts of hers... then I'd push her against the glass windows and hike that skirt up so I could sink down on my knees in front of her and show her just why I've chosen to remain a bachelor for so long.

A ding from my computer snaps me out of my thoughts, my hard-on pulsing tight against my suit pants. I try to re-adjust myself in my chair and close out the pictures of her, sighing at the reply on my screen.

From: sstone@stonemedia.com

Subject: Clarification

Mr. Nash,

While an explanation is unnecessary, I will agree to meet only so that I can go over my plans for Nash Enterprises, as there is much to discuss.

Just to clarify, this will be a business meeting, correct?

Regards,

Sienna Stone

CEO

Stone Media Entertainment

Is that humor I'm detecting? I don't know her well enough to continue the sarcasm, and I'm also disliking the fact that I wish I did.

Before I'm able to reply, an email from Margo.

From: msinclair@nashhotels.com

Subject: Stop Being Stupid!!!

Hello boss,

Friendly reminder that I can see everything you search, and let me be the first to point out that Sienna is very much out of your league.

-- Margo

God damn that security breach last month. I forgot to have Thomas put my search history on a different server.

I'm also trying to ignore the fact that this is the first time Margo has ever said that another woman is out of my league.

To: msinclair@nashhotels.com

Subject: Relax

As ravishing as Sienna is, I'm still only built for the bachelor lifestyle. Perhaps I needed some images for...later ;)

P.S. - set me an appointment with Thomas so I can get you to stop snooping. Also, please delete this email before he gets on my ass.

- Linc

From: msinclair@nashhotels.com

Subject: You Got It!

Forwarding it now :)

- Margo 

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