James

I’m seeing fucking red because I can see her hard nipples. And knowing that her boss was looking only makes it worse. He’s about to get his ass fired. They aren’t hard to miss, but he needs to keep his eyes up. The interest he’s shown in her has gotten to the point that I have to pull her. Nothing he’s done is worthy of disciplinary action, but I’m jealous as fuck when it comes to my Hailey. She has no idea what I’m about because I’ve tried to maintain a façade until I had everything in order. I can’t wait anymore.

“You’re not going back out there like that,” I tell her, giving her no room to argue with me. She’s intimidated by me. It’s not what I want, but for now, it’ll have to do.

“I know. I look like a wet cat,” she mutters, blushing and looking down at her feet.

I reach out and touch her chin. I shouldn’t touch her at all just yet, but I need her to look at me. I can’t stand it when she hides those beautiful green eyes from me. “You’re not going out there because I can see your hard fucking nipples. You’re going to go home and change into something more presentable, then you’re coming with me. I want you to work at my other business.” I want her there because I can keep a better eye on her. I don’t have all this time to sneak out of work for moments of her attention. And I need to know where she is all the time. From the first time I walked into the café, I knew that she would one day be mine. I began the buying process of the café the next day. It wasn’t easy at first, but after four months I’ve made it happen. It would have been easier to just tell her that I’m obsessed with her and hope that it doesn’t scare her, but I could risk losing.

“Why?” she asks. This time the shyness is gone and the little spitfire I haven’t seen before makes herself known. There’s so much more I want to know about her. Not the things I can see on paper. I’ve got all her records. I know she was born on the opposite side of the country in Oregon, but she moved all the way to Chicago three years ago. I know that she spends time at the library, and she’s always looking over her shoulder. Finding out the answer to that wasn’t so hard but dealing with the matter legally has been a little difficult. It’s a big part of why I haven’t intruded in on her life. She needs to be independent as much as she needs to be worshipped. In order to get my fix, I’ve installed additional cameras in the shop. Most of them focusing on the counter. My need has become an obsession and I’ll never be sated.

“Why? Because I’m the owner and I said so. I’m not used to explaining myself,” I inform her.

“Well, I’m not used to being bullied around.” She crosses her arms over her chest, accentuating her breasts.

I’m too hard to think straight. Getting her out of here and with dry clothes will do a world of good for all of us. “Sorry, Hailey. Please join my company and switch positions,” I say, hoping that she doesn’t force my hand.

“Um. Yes, Mr. Black.” I hadn’t expected to acquiesce so quickly.

I take off my coat and wrap it around her shoulders. My hands linger there longer than necessary. Our eyes meet, and a look passes between us that should have her pinned to the wall with my cock buried inside, filling her up with my baby.

“Let’s get you out of here.” I take her hand and lead her directly out the door without a word to the manager. I hate him for spending so much time looking at my woman. My man Henderson is already at my SUV holding the door open for us. I help her inside, not giving a fuck if I get wet.

“Take Ms. Scott home,” I order as I close the door. Henderson has been with me for years and has found my obsession with Hailey a bit odd, but he knows better than to remark on it. I’ve never given up a minute of work for a woman. Now, I’ve missed days watching her. Months, if you count up all the days, but what should he care, he still gets his money.

“Yes, sir,” he says.

“I live at…” she starts to give her address.

“We know,” Henderson adds, catching himself, but I’m not going to lie.

“How?” That brow of hers that I’ve grown very accustomed to raises. I want to kiss it, then make my way to her lips that constantly tempt me. Everything about her tempts me. She barely reaches the middle of my chest and she is slender from a lack of eating. Even though she’s skinny, Hailey has womanly curves.

“You’re one of my employees. I have that information at my disposal.”

“Do you need my blood type too?” she jokes angrily.

“No, you’re O-,” I mutter, looking down at my phone. I don’t know why the fuck I can’t lie to her. It’s as if she’s got something over me, keeping me honest with her. I nearly slipped up the first day I met her. That’s why I sat as far away, but close enough to see her pretty face.

“What? How do you know that?”

I close my eyes and rub the bridge of my nose. I want to tell her that I breathe for her, but that would come off crazy. “Hailey, do me a favor and don’t ask questions you don’t want answers to.”

She turns slightly in her seat, staring at me with a mean grimace. She crosses her arms and bites out, “I want the answers. Are you trying to steal my organs or something? It’s clear you don’t think I’m a good employee.”

I can’t stop myself from laughing. It takes a minute, but I finally respond, “Steal your organs? What the fuck are you watching and reading? I don’t think you’re a bad employee at all.”

Her brow darts upward, shaking her head. “You stare at me while I'm working with a scowl on your face.”

“That’s because you’re smiling at other men,” I inform her.

“I’m doing my job,” she tells me as if I’m unaware that she’s supposed to treat the customers kindly. I just happen not to care for it one damn bit.

“Exactly, and I don’t like it.” A blush steals over her face, and she tilts her eyes downward, ducking my intentional gaze.

“Why?”

“We’re here,” Henderson says, saving me from revealing my obsession.

“Come let’s get your things.”

“Okay, but don’t think I’m done grilling you. I don’t even know where we’re going.”

“We’re going inside your apartment,” I reiterate. I’m not going to tell her that we’re going back to my house. Henderson opens the door for me. I jump out and take her hand. As soon as she places her tiny, soft fingers in my hand, she looks into my eyes. They’re swarming with questions and something else.

I lead her to the apartment and we walk up the two flights. This place isn’t secure enough, but I did add security outside the place. She never sees them, but they see her. Last night he told me that they had a party. I wanted to scream about it and charge inside, but then the jig would be up.

She slips her key in the door and opens it to see a dude walking around naked. My hands come over her eyes and I snarl at the fuck. “Put some fucking clothes on before I kill you,” I roar.

“Chill dude. It’s not like she hasn’t seen me naked already.” I’m ready to kill a motherfucker as he goes into a room down the hall.

“What the fuck does that mean? Is he your boyfriend?”

“No, he’s my roommate’s boyfriend and I’m not sure why he’s still roaming around naked. Fucking gross. When I left this morning, he strolled out of her room in his birthday suit. What the hell does it matter to you anyway? You’re my boss.”

“Let’s get you changed.”