Call Me Sir by Jordan Asher

Author:Jordan Asher [Asher, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2024-08-20T00:00:00+00:00

Twenty Four

Cole

Oh God.

The mansion looms overhead, screaming of money, power, fame, the coast and whatever the hell else is out of my grasp.

Bayfront’s richest people live along the shore here. I pointed out Oliver and Ace’s mansion as we rode over and he only mumbled an “okay” in response.

I guess he grew up here so it’s nothing to him.

Before we get out of his car I flip down the mirror and give myself a once over.

Then I look at Sal.

We look like we’re about to go golfing. We look goofy and stupid.

My cheeks flush as I think about that kiss I gave him in my kitchen the night before. I wanted more. So much more.

“Let’s go,” he orders impatiently.

But he’s made it very clear he wants to remain boss and employee. Not lovers. “Fine.”

The pavement radiates heat as the sun begins its descent in the sky.

As we step up to the enormous double doors I can’t help but replay yesterday’s events again though.

How unexpected that kiss seemed to him. Was he wanting more too after that?

He picked out the white button up shirt with little anchors, I said goodnight to him and shuffled him out the door and he also seemed confused.

Now when he picked me up tonight, he was all business.

The energy between us feels stiff yet settled. As if we decided we’re just two colleagues about to go on a business meeting or something lame.

Not two lovers meeting the other’s parent!

Sal rings the doorbell and it’s practically a church bell announcing our arrival, the tune sounds like it’s from the dark ages.

“Who died?” I mutter, tugging at the collar.

“You own this shirt, how’s it bothering you that much?” Sal grumbles back to me, not even a hint of a smile forming on his face.

Mad doesn’t describe his expression. More like seething.

I almost want to apologize for not fucking him last night but the door swings open just in time for me to bite the inside of my cheek.

The person is dressed rather formally and is an older gentleman.

“Welcome home,” I hear him say quietly to Sal.

“Thank you, Frank. It’s been a while,” he answers back.

“Yes, too long, Sir.”

The exchange is so foreign, it slightly reminds me of Alfred and Bruce Wayne.

So it’s not just in the movies.

“We’ll begin our evening on the patio with smoothies and a sunset,” the staff member named Frank states as we go up a few steps to sliding glass doors.

They’re opened for us and we make our way to a stone patio where his father sits wearing a pair of shades.

“Welcome, welcome.”

He stands and shakes Sal’s hand, then hesitates, giving me the most interesting smile.

“We’ve met before.”

“Yes, this is Cole Matthews.”

“Have a seat,” Samuel says, gesturing to the padded chairs.

The view from here is spectacular and the last thing I want to do is sit. However, I do as I’m told. This is the father of the man who’s been fucking me… and our new client.

Heat rises to my cheeks as I wonder if his father can sense some sort of chemistry between us…if there’s anything left.

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