7 Miles High (Easy Street Book 1) by Pike Leslie

Author:Pike, Leslie [Pike, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-04-13T16:00:00+00:00

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“I want to show you my offices. Just for a quick stop.”

She pulls her Mercedes to the curb and shuts off the engine.

“Nice. Beautiful building, great location. But I bet it’s hard to find a bad one in this town.”

We exit the car and right away I see what an upscale business this is. Even from the outside it screams money.

“Our clients are celebrities, investors, banks even. We have to be able to give them more than other brokers. That’s why we only hire the best. Come on, let me show you.”

I hold the ornate iron door open for her and let her pass. Inside there’s a quiet buzz filling the space. Natalie watches my reaction.

“I’m impressed.”

“Thank you. We have negotiators, marketers, creative designers. All our realtors are award winners. It’s a personal coup to work here. Not to brag. It’s just fact.”

I lean in and whisper discreetly, “You’re a special woman. I see it more each day.”

Her smile and pressed lips tell me she likes my observation.

“Let me look over that contract and give it to my assistant. We’ll be out of here shortly.”

“Take your time.”

As she attends to business, I’m aware of the eyes discreetly looking me over. All the offices are glass walled, so I can see them too. The man in the first room lifts his eyes in my direction and then quickly looks away. The well-dressed young woman isn’t so opposed to scanning me head to toe.

It makes me slightly uncomfortable as if I’m being observed by a group of aliens from a distant planet. Maybe they’re considering an anal probe to see if they can learn something valuable about my species.

Not sure what to do next, so I take a seat in the rich leather club chair against the wall. Now I can be the observer. Everyone resumes their tasks at hand.

Natalie approaches. “Okay. We can go to lunch now. I don’t have to be back today.”

That’s great news to me. I’m planning on spending a few hours or four in bed later this afternoon. Walking out the door into the bright sunlight I take her hand and lift it to my lips. A gentle kiss.

“I liked seeing where you work. Now I’ll be able to picture where you are during the day.”

Once inside the car we take a moment for a discreet kiss. I’d never do more in front of her business in case an employee or client was peering out the window. It sucks to be a grownup sometimes.

“The restaurant is just a couple of blocks down on the right. It’s called The Queen’s Plate.”

She starts the car and pulls away into the steady flow of traffic.

“The traffic here is getting as bad as downtown Los Angeles.”

“I know. But your view is so much better. At least we have the mighty Pacific to gaze at while we travel bumper to bumper.”

We move slowly toward our destination which I can see ahead. One Queen Palm stands guard in front. Oh. That’s why.

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