Page 14 of Brutal Heir

I turn back to the computer, bringing up a map of the ranch. I needed to focus on the task and not on Sage’s distracting presence. But the memory of her curves and the way her hair whipped around in the wind lingers in my mind. I’m going to need a minute to let my cock simmer down.

“In here,” I yell out as Sage finally makes her way into the hangar. The faint slap of her sandals echoes through the empty space. I try not to look, but I couldn’t help noticing how the shorts hug her hips and show off the curve of her ass.

She finally pulls the door open, I give her a frown of disapproval. I should have expected she wouldn’t be properly dressed since she was so hell bent on going back to change. Still, it’s not a bad idea to take out some insurance.

I take in her appearance with a critical eye. Her top shows a good bit of cleavage. I’m not even going to let myself get below her waist.

“Is that what you consider appropriate for the ranch?” I ask, not trying to mask my irritation. I know it’ll rub her the wrong way.

“It’s hot out. And I didn’t know I was going to be working today,” Sage retorts, meeting my gaze with a steely one of her own.

I grunt in response, actually impressed she’s showing some backbone. “Fine. Let’s get to business.”

“Great,” she says with a slight nod, “What do you need?”

“An escort.” I put it as plain as I can get.

Her eyebrow shoots up. “Excuse me?”

Okay, so maybe that was a bad choice of words, but her appearance shook me up a little. And maybe it got my mind heading in the wrong direction.

I start again, trying to remain professional. “I need you to escort me around the ranch.”

She looks at me skeptically, “Why do you need me for that?”

“I just do.” I shrug, trying to hide my annoyance. Isn’t this basically what I thought when Addler called me? “You got a problem with it, you can call your boss.”

She folds her arms under her chest. so I make it a point tolook her in the eye.

“I just don’t understand why you’d need me to take you around the property.”

I can see the mistrust, and I can’t blame her, but this is really testing my patience.

“Addler asked me to call you,” I admit, grudgingly.

“Oh.” She loses the pissed-off expression and puts her arms down.

Hell, why didn’t I think to start with that. Addler’s pretty face can solve most problems when it comes to women.

“You know he bought the construction part of Kelly Oil & Gas.” I assume she knows, since he was at the office yesterday.

She gives a short nod. “Found out yesterday when he went to the office.”

“Well, he wants us to do inventory on some of the equipment he got as part of the deal.”

“And it has to be done today?” she asks.

“Yeah.” I get it. It is her day off. Probably one of the few three-day weekends she gets throughout the year, and she ends up being called in. A pang of what might be guilt goes through me. “Apparently so.”

She blows out a breath. “Okay. It’s late, so we can split up—”

“No.” I shake my head. “If it was that easy, I would’ve taken care of it by now.” Her shoulders slump in defeat. “Here, let me show you.” I pick up the remote and click to switch away from the security feed. It closes out, which should leave me with a map of the ranch, which I have as a background.

Sage’s jaw drops and she turns to me. “Umm…”

Instead, it’s the screen I’d moved away from my laptop. An image of a woman bent over, her fingers between her legs, showing what she’s got. The mirror in front of her reflects tits that would make any man’s mouth water, her fingers pinching a hard nipple. But the topper is the foxtail attached to the butt plug she’s wearing along with a set of matching ears.

Ah, fuck.

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