Page 6 of Tempted By the Taurus
My heart poundedin my chest as I paced the length of my office. I didn't know why I was as nervous as I was. I'd dealt with clients all the time. What made this man any different? I could admit it had been a while since I'd dealt with male clients without a spouse. Maybe it was the sound of the man's voice, too. It was so deep and husky, and I couldn't get it out of my head. I wondered if he looked as good as he sounded. I shook that thought away, needing to snap out of it.
My work cell phone rang, causing me to turn my neck in its direction. With long strides, I crossed the room to my desk to answer the phone.
"Hello, Leighton speaking." I greeted, as my voice shook.
"Good morning, girl. Your nine o'clock appointment is here."
I felt queasy as a pool of saliva flooded my mouth. "Uhhh, give me a minute."
I quickly ended the call. I eased down into the chair to shake this feeling that had overcome me. Usually, I get nervous when meeting new clients, but I had never felt this way before.
I reached for my Stanley and took a sip of the iced cold water. I sat it back down and wiped my hands on my pants leg. I let out a long, shaky breath and licked my dry lips. "You got this," I reassured myself.
Picking the phone back up, I called the receptionist. "You can send him in."
I placed the phone back in my desk drawer and stood up. Not long after I ended the call, a small knock sounded at my office door before it opened.
My voice was stuck in my throat when the man stepped foot into my office. Gosh, he was huge — muscular and tall, with tattoos covering his arms and neck. He was brown-skinned with a full beard, had low-hooded eyes with a bulbous nose, small, heart-shaped lips, and a low haircut.
A small smile spread across his lips. "Good morning," he greeted in a gentle, deep voice. "How are you doing?"
It was definitely his voice that had me all out of sorts. Additionally, he had the face and body to match. In all my thirty years, I'd never felt like this before. He was the first man I ever reacted to like this.
I plastered a smile on my face. "Morning. I'm good. You?"
He said nothing, only stared at me. The way he looked at me froze me in place. What in the world was happening here? Someone needed to get in control of the situation. Too many pulls were in attendance.
He licked his lips and smirked. "I'm good, ready to get this started."
That was something both of us could agree on. I walked over to him with a smile on my face. I extended my hand for a proper greeting. "I'm Leighton Myles."
He grasped my hand with his large one. "I'm A'Mylo Stewart."
He shook my hand and let it go quickly. That was probably for the best, especially with the spark that pierced my heart.
"Okay, so..." I had to clear my throat. It felt like a frog had entered it. "Oh, excuse me." I chuckled lightly. "Okay, so let's get down to it. You can have a seat."
I pointed to the chair that was in front of my desk. I went to reclaim my seat and powered up my iMac, grabbing the list of houses I had printed about an hour ago.
"Here's a list of houses that are for sale. For now, we'll start with three neighborhoods you can choose from. Can you tell me what you're looking for exactly?" I handed him the papers, causing him to lean forward to get them out of my hand.
"I'm looking for houses with lots of yard space. I need something like a family home," he voiced.
Hmm, that had me wondering if he had a family. If he did, that was a bummer, but whoever the woman was, she was a lucky one.
"We have several in every neighborhood."
Every time A'Mylo's head would dip to read the paper, I would look at him, unable to look away. The man was sexy.
"I can feel you looking at me," he teased with a smile on his face.
I averted my eyes so fast. While I waited for A'Mylo to ask more questions, I rearranged the items on my desk. I had to do something to keep my eyes off of him, especially since he had caught me staring already.
"When can we start looking at the houses?"
I lifted my eyes to meet his and almost averted them again. "I'll have to set up an open house, so I'll have to get back to you on it."
He gave a quick nod. "I look forward to it."
