Page 49 of Bitten By Desire
I turned down the next street. This was the farthest I’d ventured away from Main Street. The yards kept getting larger and larger out here. I stopped at a modern looking monstrosity that didn’t fit the vibe of the rest of the town at all. It was the complete opposite of his house in that forest. Which made sense. He was actively trying not to be Callum anymore.
Gah, stop thinking about Callum.I said Theo Gold’s name over and over again in my head as I walked up to the front door. I lifted my hand to knock, but the door opened before my knuckles made contact.
Theo Gold was standing there with a cocky smile. His brown eyes trailed down my body. He’d ditched his suit jacket from earlier. And the sleeves of his white dress shirt were rolled up. He folded his arms across hischest, making him look even more domineering. “I knew you’d show.”
That was such an arrogant way to say hello. “I’m always on time for interviews.”
He nodded. “I think we both know this is a date.”
“No…it’s an interview.”
“If you say so.” He stepped to the side so I could enter.
I walked past him and into his house. “I do say so.” I looked around the foyer. It was the complete opposite of his last house in every way. There wasn’t a single portrait hanging on the wall. There was nothing at all in the foyer except an empty table, just begging to have a fresh vase of flowers on it.
“Can I take your jacket?” he asked.
I pulled it tighter around myself. “No, I’m good.” I seriously regretted choosing a shirt that showed off so much skin. I didn’t want him looking at me like… My train of thought came to an abrupt stop. Because he was already staring at me in the way that I’d hoped he wouldn’t. Like he wanted to trace my skin with his tongue. Or maybe that’s just what I wanted to do to him. My heart started pounding as he stepped closer to me.
“This way.” He put his hand on my lower back and I cringed.
There was a huge bruise on my back. From being pressed so hard against the safety bar on the Ferris wheel.
He immediately dropped his hand. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.”
He lowered his eyebrows. He clearly didn’t believe me. But he also didn’t press it. “Follow me then.”
I followed him down the hall and past the dining room. I peered through the archway. The dining room was as cold and lifeless as the rest of the house. The table and chairs were painted black. All sharp angles. Everything about the house seemed structured. Rigid.
“This way,” Theo Gold said as he pulled out a key and opened a set of doors.
I followed him into his office. Everything in here was glass. Glass table, glass shelves. And there was still not a single picture in sight. The shelves were practically empty except for a few books and paper weights.
Theo Gold pulled out one of the chairs in front of his glass desk.
Well, maybe he wasn’t as rigid as his décor.
He walked behind his desk and sat down across from me.
I stared down at the glass between us. There were no scattered pages. And not a single pen out of place. It looked like he’d never even been in here.
“So tell me,” he said. “What is it that you see in your boyfriend?”
I did not think that was an appropriate first interview question. “I’m not here to talk about Bennett.”
He put his elbows on the desk and leaned forward. “Well, I’m afraid that’s what I want to discuss.”
“This is an interview,Theo Gold.” I emphasized his fake name.
“Please, just call me Theo.” His eyes dropped to my lips. “Or Mr. Gold if you prefer. Sir will also do quite nicely.”
“Sir? Really?”
“A sign of respect.”
Well, I didn’t respect him. Not in the slightest. I opened up my laptop bag with such vigor I almost broke the zipper. I ignored his eyes on me as I pulled out my computer. “I have some samples to show you.”
