Page 12 of Tempted By the Taurus
He laughed a little. "So, I've been told."
I could admit, I enjoyed his company. It had been a while since I had sat down and talked to a man like this. A'Mylo was sexy, my type, and successful, with a good head on his shoulders. The way he carried himself exuded confidence and authority.
"Let me ask you a question."
I lifted my eyes to stare at him, wondering what he wanted to ask me. "Okay?"
"Do you love your job? Is it something you wanted to do? Was it a goal of yours in life to work there? Do you have any other goals?"
That was an easy question to answer. "Yes, it was a goal of mine, and I don’t have any others right now, because I’m content with where I am and what I have. I have my real estate license. I love helping clients find their dream home. Do I want my own business one day? No, the work that goes into it is a lot, and I'm making a lot of money now." Then I thought about the news I received today, and joy bubbled inside me once again.
He nodded. "That's understandable."
"What about you?"
A huge smile spread across A'Mylo's face. "I love my job wholeheartedly. I had a calling to be a carpenter. I answered and haven't looked back. I wouldn't change anything about my profession. I don’t have any other goals at the moment. Like you, I’m content with my life.”
“That’s understandable.”
"When you're not at work, what do you do? Look up houses?" he asked with a laugh.
I glared at him playfully. "Haha, you're so funny. No, I don't. I enjoy journaling or creating journals for others. It's my little business." I loved telling people about the side hustle I had.
"I'm impressed. That's good, though. Everybody needs a side hustle."
"Do you have one?"
A'Mylo shook his head. "Nah. When I'm not working, I'll put things together, such as shelves and tables. You get it, but I do it because I want to. I have a collection of stuff I've put together."
I did a little dance in my seat, letting myself know the drink had gotten to me. "Okay, okay. I see us."
We shared a laugh. Once I loosened up around this man, I let myself be me. The drink I had helped me along the way.
“Since I know what you like to do, tell me some things you dislike.”
He looked me straight in my eyes and said, “I don’t like when someone thinks they’re going to tell me what to do and I do it. When it comes to my business, I hate when someone tries to make me out to be a liar. One time someone tried to come for me through my business. That almost got their asses hurt too. I’m territorial with any and everything I claim as mine.”
I squirmed in my seat at his words. “As you should be. If it’s yours, why would you want someone else to have it?”
“Exactly. Are there things you don’t like?”
I scoffed with a roll of my eyes. “There are plenty of things I don’t like. I can’t stand being lied to or rude people. I’m the nicest person someone could ever meet but once they cross me, I can be a very spiteful person.”
He only stared at me. “That makes me wonder what the hell is your sign.”
I chuckled. “I’m a Scorpio.”
“Oh hell,” he mumbled, causing me to giggle.
After we were finished eating, A'Mylo ordered us more drinks. I couldn't finish my last one because I was tipsy, so he ended up finishing it for me.
He set the empty glass on the table. "This drink was sweet as hell. No wonder it got you tipsy fast."
I smiled. "It was good, though."
He agreed with a nod. "Are you ready to go, or do you want to continue sitting here and chilling?"
I covered my mouth as I yawned. "Oh, excuse me. If I continue to sit here, I'm going to fall asleep."
