Page 50 of Blossoms of the Heart
The worst thing in the world that could happen to me now to embarrass myself was another hard-on for this woman.
My theory was this—I never got to have her the way I wanted. Never mind the emotional side of things, and the way she made me feel with one look.
I never had her. Never had the chance to truly be with her.
Now she was here, back in my life. So my curiosity was getting the better of me.
And it grew worse with each second that passed. Temptation rolled into the beautiful package of her with a beauty the shined inside and out.
Akito started talking, but I zoned out and found myself staring at Phoebe.
We talked last night, a lot. But there were points in our conversation where I felt she’d held back. It made me wonder what her life had been like over the years.
What it was like and who she’d been with. A woman as beautiful as her must have had a ton of men after her.
The thought made me uncomfortable.
I could imagine the preppy types she must have gone for too, anything to please mommy dearest.
But listen to me. I was a hypocrite. I was the same with my father. Neo was the favorite no matter what anyone said. We were both what people would call rough around the edges and definitely not clean-cut, but I was the rebel. I simply rebelled because I wanted to do what I wanted to do.
Phoebe didn’t rebel and to give my dad credit, he never went around with a stick shoved up his ass, acting like he was better than anyone. He was just militant strict, and despite me jumping on the train of woe and calling my brother the favorite, my dad would soon set me straight about that.
Phoebe glanced at me when she felt my eyes on her.
Akito babbled on.
“Tai, this is definitely our year,” Akito said. I had no idea what he said prior to that, but I returned the smile he gave me.
“Looks that way.”
“Let’s wrap this project up as best as we can and see what we may be able to achieve while Phoebe’s here, or better yet.” Akito looked at Phoebe now and beamed like he just got the most brilliant idea ever, “try to convince her to stay.”
Yeah right.
I really doubted that my tactics would have worked on her. Or, maybe they would I just couldn’t even attempt them because… my tactics involved her butt naked bent over that table with me inside her.
She laughed and did the daintiest thing by resting her hands on her heart.
“Akito, you are working overtime to get me to stay.” She blushed.
“Can you blame me? Let’s talk later.” A sure look was on Akito’s face, which meant my uncle was serious. “I’ll leave you guys to work.” He backed away as he spoke, and then with a final smile turned on his heel and left.
I watched him until he walked through the double doors we’d come through before I returned my focus to Phoebe.
She was already staring at me with curiosity in those ocean blue eyes of hers.
That curiosity was always the trigger to set me off. It was like I wanted to show her that she was right to be curious, and I wanted to shock the princess.
Even though I knew I should leave well enough alone.
