A Feast of You by Sorcha Grace

Author:Sorcha Grace [Grace, Sorcha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sex, a taste of you, a sip of you, erotic romance, sexy fiction, love, contemporary romance, billionaire
Publisher: Sorcha Grace Books
Published: 2014-12-10T07:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

The next day I stood in the doorway of my condo and gave a small sigh. Asa, Anthony, two movers William had hired, and I had just spent the better part of the morning and early afternoon disassembling and packing up all of my darkroom equipment. The bevy of brawny men had made easy work of taking apart what had been, up until recently, probably the most important room in my condo and maybe even in my life. Everything was now carefully loaded in the small moving truck parked in front of my building and would be on its way to William’s penthouse as soon as I gave the go-ahead.

“Miss Kelly?”

I looked up and Asa stood in front of me, wearing a gentle but questioning expression. I forced a smile as I gazed at my hired protector. His usual Men in Black suit had been replaced by clothes more suitable for moving day: faded jeans and a tight grey T-shirt with “Gold’s Gym” blazoned across the front, which clung to his muscled shoulders and sculpted pecs. Standing this close, I was reminded again of just how big a man he was—nearly six and half feet of hard muscle and tightly-coiled power. He’s licensed to kill, too, I thought and my stomach roiled in response.

Asa spoke again before I had a chance to say anything. “We’re all packed up here and Anthony is pulling the SUV around. Are you ready to go?”

“Thanks, Asa,” I replied. “Yeah, I’m ready. Just give me a minute.”

There was no reason for me to procrastinate. I had agreed to this step, and I was going to take it. William had found the perfect space in the penthouse for my new darkroom, just as he’d said he would. It was a little-used utility closet that was much bigger than the pantry I’d reconfigured, and it would definitely accommodate all of my stuff. It didn’t have any windows to board up, and William had already brought in an electrician to install extra outlets and a contractor to build counters for my baths and cabinets for storage. I was essentially getting a custom-made darkroom-slash-art-studio and I should have been excited to set everything up and try it out. And I was, mostly. But as I looked around at my condo, which now held even less of my life, a wave of melancholy washed over me.

This was a good thing, I reminded myself. I had been jittery when Anthony and Asa walked in with me this morning and glad to have them beside me. After the break-in and the screwdriver-in-the-door incident, my home didn’t feel like a sanctuary to me anymore. Even so, I wasn’t quite ready to let it go. I sighed again. This push-pull was becoming the rhythm of my life.

Behind me, Asa, who had been standing a little off to the side to give me a moment, cleared his throat. He was right. It was time to go.

“Alright, let’s get going,” I said. I closed and locked the door, then headed down to the waiting sedan.

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