Charles
She was going to be the death of me. I was going to burn up with want of her, and she didn’t even seem to know it. I could still see her sitting across from me trying to recover a bit of her price, a bit of her sense of control. I wanted to rip it from her hands.
It seemed that I would be romancing her into bed rather than the other way around. The thrill of a challenge, business and personal, felt like a rush of adrenaline. It wasn’t the deal I wanted, but it was the challenge I needed.
I slid into the back seat of the car.
“How’d it go?” George asked as he pulled the car away from the curve.
“Not the deal I wanted, but not unworkable.”
I looked out the window. I would get what I wanted. The clouds started to rumble and threaten rain. The windows fogged up as we came to
