The Torn Decision

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Chich pulled up to the quaint little bungalow and paused. Brick with pale brown siding. Immaculate lawn with flowers lining the walkway to the front door. Pulling up next to the home he parked on the street. He frowned and double-checked the address. This chick worked as an artist but could afford something of this stature? Hmm, maybe she’s a rich divorcée, he thought with a chuckle. That would explain a lot about her hatred of men.

Slowly exiting his car, he took a deep breath and contemplated how this meeting was going to go. He checked his watch: 2:00pm. He had an hour to get this over with and make it to his son’s practice and nothing was going to prevent him from making it on time. Opening the little gate, he strode towards the front door. He pushed the doorbell and he waited for her to answer. The sounds of feet scurrying on wood floor echoed through the house. He turned in time to catch a golden retriever poke his head up into the window. Barking ensued.

Frowning he pondered where she could be. “Go away! I will not be tricked nor, will I be sold on any stupid condominiums.” What in the world. Turning toward the other window flanking the front door he caught sight of curly ash brown hair. She’s crazy he thought. “Hello Mrs. Donald, I’m Chich Golmish. I own AussieCorp and I’m here to discuss Trail-Head Condominiums with you. Can you give me a few minutes of your time?”

Her reply was a muffled but shouted, no thank you, go away! Rolling his eyes, his resolve strengthened. She was not going to get the best of him. “Mrs. Donald please can you give me some of your time, so we can discuss this? Afterward you won’t be bothered further by anyone from my company.” Chich said. Pausing Jaime weighed her options. First the sliding of the deadbolt being undone, followed by the clicking of the door being unlocked sounded like a shot going off. Door thrown open he took in the one and only Jaime Donald. Wild curly ash brown hair flowed down her back. Full figured but still athletic. Ample bosom with a curvy figure complemented by legs that went on for days. Well this explains why everyone was more than happy to go and negotiate with the woman she was a stunner.

“I don’t want to talk with you or any of your goons about those stupid condominiums so go away. This is a quiet and peaceful area, and everyone knows everyone and that’s the way we like it. Condominiums would not be any “great” addition to this area. Furthermore, there is more than enough other locations to build those skyscrapers. You will be decreasing the value to all of our properties along with causing potential issues with not only land but plumbing and electricity as the city and you plan to work around how it will properly function. I’ve googled this, and I know the pros and cons, so go!”

“Well that was quite the speech, miss”. Taking in how she looked fire in her eyes and her long and labored breathing. Talk about passionate haven’t seen something quite like this in a while. Perplexed he stared at the tornado of a woman in front of him. Staring at her eyes he tried to refrain from looking down.

The sundress she had plastered to her body and accented all of her curves. The fast breathing made her breast strain against the fabric which wouldn’t have been so bad. Except the deep-V gave an excellent view of her cleavage and that’s what had him struggling. Be a gentleman, he repeated to himself be a gentleman. Turning to calm her dog gave him the opportunity of catching a good look at her front as well as her pert little ass. Oh, damn maybe this wasn’t the best idea.

“Please give me some of your time that’s all I ask”, he repeated himself. “Ugh, fine come on in. Mister uh what was it.: “My name is Chich Golmish miss.”

“Yeah okay Chich come on in.” Stepping back, she waited for me to enter, closing the door she led me down the hall to the living room. I followed but like any man my eyes strayed downward and I watched her walk, hips slightly swaying, damn her ass looked awesome in that dress.