Page 58 of Wildest Desire

Lexi– How is the meeting going?

Ethan– How about you not worry about that. Why should both of us stress over it?

Lexi– Well, I'll let you carry on so you can finish and get into bed with me ;)

Ethan– And what do we have planned?

Lexi– Sleep, what else?

Ethan– Tease. See you tonight.

Putting the phone away, I get back to my conversation with Erin. We talk about our time in Washington, how long Ethan and I have been together, and since I don’t like talking about myself, I start asking her questions. I ask what her favorite things are to do in the city, about her family, or her boyfriend. Anything to get the subject off me.

I enjoyed my afternoon. Erin did a fantastic job on my nails, and I love my hair. I haven’t heard anything from Ethan at all after the message he sent while I was getting my hair done, but I’m hoping that's a good thing.

Pulling the covers up, I grab my dinner that I ordered, and hit play on the movie. Ethan hasn’t called about what time he’ll be here, and I want to try and stay awake for when he does come back.

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Moving around in bed, I smile to myself as my hand touches Ethan’s chest. I move closer to him. “What time did you get back?” I ask, still half asleep.

He wraps his arm around me. “A lot later than I wanted.” He kisses the top of my head. “But, they signed, and now I can pass it on to the legal team,” he says, pulling me closer to him.

“Well done. So, now you will be shouting at a lot more people for not doing the work right,” I look up at him with a smile. “It’s a good thing I find it sexy when you get all bossy with them.” Leaning up my forearms, I plant a kiss on his lips.

As I go to pull away from him, he pulls me closer, his lips brushing mine. “You do?” He rolls me around so he’s on top of me. “What else do you find sexy?” He starts kissing my neck, and he does it so well I can’t help but moan.

His phone rings and I start laughing. “The sexiest thing is when your phone always rings at the wrong time,” I say. It stops ringing but then starts back again.

“This better be fucking important,” Ethan shouts into the phone. I walk over to the bathroom to get dressed, and Ethan watches me. Blowing him a kiss he winks back at me. “What the fuck are they doing? It’s two fucking days… Get me a flight back today and tell them to come to my mother’s tomorrow… The sooner they can fuck off, the better.” I hear Ethan slamming the phone on the table and wonder what’s the best thing to say to him.

Leaning on the door frame, I watch as he stomps around the room, then grabs his phone, putting it to his ear. “I’m coming back today. They’ll be there tomorrow… I've no idea, but I’m not giving them any money, and the sooner I can tell them to their face, the better… I’m going to tell Selena to have them at your place by ten, and if they're late, I’ll leave… Okay, see you in the morning.” Ethan ends the call and looks at me.

“I don’t mind hitting her if you want,” I say, still leaning on the door frame. “Shall I start packing?”

“Sorry.”

I walk over to him. “Looks like you’re making dinner tonight.” Putting my hands on his shoulders, I contemplate my choices. “I fancy something extravagant, but then I think sex might be better,” I say, giving him a sultry look.

“I’m sure I can find something that I can eat,” Ethan says, “or maybe even lick.” I look over my shoulder at him with a smile. Now that sounds very interesting.

Getting the last of our things together, I look at Ethan talking on the phone to Selena about our flight back. His mood with me has been excellent, but everyone he has been on the phone with is getting the angry Ethan. I feel terrible for them. On top of it all, Ethan isn’t happy with Travis for changing something, and all I can think is how stupid can Travis be? Why can’t he just do what Ethan wants and do a kick-ass job of it so Ethan won’t be so angry.

“We all ready to go?” Ethan asks.

“You know, I think Selena needs a pay raise since she's now doing three people’s jobs.” I look at Ethan putting something into the bag. “And how long are you going to be mad at Travis? Are you punishing him for making your sister happy?” I ask him. I know I’m the last person that should be saying anything, but I know Tanya and Travis are happy, so why not just be happy for them?

“Until I can trust him to keep it in his pants with other women, and before you say anything, I’ve seen him with women at the clubs, so sorry if I don’t believe he’s been faithful to my sister,” Ethan tells me as I shake my head at him. “You don’t know what it's like to have a little sister that wants to date your best friend, that you know for a fact has fucked more people than you and me combined.”

“If you ever have a daughter, I feel sorry for her,” I say, teasing him.

“I think you mean if we have a daughter. I think I see a different future for us, and when we do have a daughter, she’ll be homeschooled. I'll be doing a full background check on all possible boyfriends, and she's not allowed to wear anything I think shows too much skin,” Ethan says, and I start laughing at him.

“And your son can date anyone?” I look over at him as I zip up the bag.

“Our son will be too busy working and studying to have a girlfriend. If he wants my business, then he has to work for it, just like everyone else.” Ethan wraps one arm around my waist. “Our kids aren't going to be given everything. They'll learn how to earn their own money,” he says as he kisses me.

Do I see a future with Ethan? I've no idea. I’ve never really thought about things like this before. I always thought I would be running for the rest of my life, so why would I bring kids into the picture? Maybe now, with Ethan, I can start thinking about things like a family, a future.

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