Page 65 of Beauty and the Boss Man

Chapter Twenty-seven

Aiden

When I arrived back to our room and I saw Romy in the shower, I just had to have her. I don’t know what came over me.

Okay, yes, I do.

I’m a guy.

Once we are both up and dressed, Romy notices the plastic cups on the table.

She points over at them. “I think our coffee has gotten cold by now.”

I laugh. “I’m sure it is. We can grab some more while we’re out.”

“And by ‘out,’ you mean?” She tries to pry more information out of me. I told her to get dressed for a day of fun but didn’t give her any details.

Truth be told, although I have a couple of plans, I’m just sort of winging it. The only thing that I do know is that it’s our last day, and I intend to make the most of it.

Romy bends over to pick up something on the floor, giving me a glimpse of her round ass. If she keeps doing that, we’ll never get out of this room.

She’s wearing some jean cut-off shorts with a light blue tank top with some sort of thin gold chain attached to it. She’s got her hair down and in loose waves.

She looks beautiful—as usual.

But we have a day to get started. So, five minutes later, we are out the door. I take her hand in mine and hold it down the elevator and into the lobby.

Before we hit the front door, a man calling my name and jogging toward us gets my attention.

A middle-aged man with salt and pepper hair approaches us. Not wanting to be rude, we wait to see what he has to say.

“Aiden Montgomery,” the man greets, holding out his hand. “Jason Rush. Nice to meet you.”

I shake his hand. “Back at you, Mr. Rush. You need no introduction.”

“So, you’ve heard of me?” He asks with a smile.

Oh yeah, I’ve heard of him. Rush Construction is one of the most prominent players in Minnesota.

Scratch that.

It is the most prominent player. And this man sits at the helm of it all. But from what I hear, he didn’t start his empire with nothing but hard work. Word around town is that he had to sell his soul to a few devils to get where he is today.

Instead of saying any of that, though, I just respond with, “Of course. I think everyone in Minnesota has heard of you and your business.”

He gives me the most shit-eating grin I’ve ever seen. “True, but from what I hear, you’re quickly gaining on me.”

Damn straight.

“Oh, I don't know about all that,” I lie.

He pulls a business card out of his pocket and hands it to me. “How about when you get home, you give me a call? Maybe we can join forces on a project or two.”

The man isn’t great at subtlety.

I respond with, “I'll see what I can do. You know, if things slow down a bit. Been pretty busy.”

He chuckles. “That’s what I hear. Just think it over. I’m sure I can make it very lucrative for you.”

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