He walked over and placed his hand on my hip, lowering his mouth to my ear. “We are, but we need to give that pussy of yours and my cock a little bit of a break. Not too long, though, so don’t worry.” He kissed my ear.

Excitement sprang to my lower half as I clenched my legs together. Simon heated the pan and cracked the eggs. Being in the kitchen with him and cooking together was wonderful. This was the type of relationship I’d always wanted. But I had to remember that this wasn’t a “real” relationship. It was still nice.

After we finished breakfast, I helped Simon clean up and we went and sat outside for a while. It was a beautiful day and a bit warmer than it had previously been.

“I want you to focus solely on the new hotel and nothing else. I’m handing it all over to you, Gabrielle.”

“What? That’s a lot of responsibility, Simon.”

“You can do it and I know you’ll do an amazing job. People around the office will talk. Ignore them. Do you understand me?”

“I guess.”

“I want you to handle every detail and aspect. If you run into a problem, you come to me and only me. You will be rewarded for your efforts. This new hotel is yours and I want you to live and breathe it.”

“I’m only the marketing expert, Simon.”

“You’ll learn the rest. You’re intelligent and if I didn’t think you could do it, I wouldn’t give you all the responsibility. After all, you ripped off my casino.” He winked.

We ended up spending the entire day together. We took a walk down by the lake, made love a couple of times, talked about silly things, and cooked dinner.

“I’m going to drive you home,” Simon said as he grabbed his keys.

“I thought Patrick was?” I asked as the excitement of driving with him consumed me.

“I want to. It’s the least I could do to thank you for spending the weekend with me. I really enjoyed having you here.” His hand cupped the back of my neck as his thumb slowly stroked my cheek.

“Do you do this often with other women?” A jealousy that I didn’t know existed came out of hiding.

“I won’t answer that question because discussions about other women are off limits. Do you understand?” he asked in a rigid tone.

I stared at the seriousness in his eyes before I answered. “Yes, I understand.”

“Good. Now let’s get you home before G starts blowing up your phone, wondering where you are.”

I didn’t want to leave him. The time we spent together in Vegas and now at his home dominated me. Not only my body, but my thoughts as well.

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