Under Contract (The GEG Series) by Jacquelyn Ayres Read Free Book Online

Charlotte stops sucking. I open my eyes.
    “Do we taste good?” I smile.
    “Uh-huh ... c’mere.” She pulls my face to hers. “Taste for yourself,” she mutters and softly presses her lips to mine. I suck all of our taste off. Damn, she can kiss. I deepen the kiss and pull her close. We spend the next several minutes making out like a pair of teenagers. Christ, I feel twenty years younger with her.
    “Mitch, I need to go to the bathroom, baby.” She smiles against my lips.
    “Go. I’ll straighten this mess out.” I eye our bed; everything is twisted.
    Once the bed is tidy again, I rest my head back and wait for Charlotte. It’s almost six. Thank God I don’t have a meeting until the afternoon!
    “Hey ... what are you thinking about?” She climbs in.
    “The meeting I have at two.” I kiss her head as she snuggles against me.
    “Anything interesting?” She leans her head back to look at me.
    “No, nothing as interesting as you.” I smile. “Incidentally, Charlotte ... I’m very shocked at your vulgar language!” I try to look appalled. She smacks my chest, making me laugh.
    “The Devil made me do it.” She rolls her eyes.
    “I thought you might have been possessed,” I say after some thought.
    “Well, you exorcised the shit out of that demon ... didn’t you?” She bites back her smile.
    “I hope not. That was hot as hell!” I kiss her again. “Get some sleep, baby.”
    “Sleep—now there’s a concept!”
    “Mm,” I agree and kiss her hair again before we both drift off.

 

     
     
    I take a deep breath and am fully awoken by the glorious aroma of coffee in the air. I reach my arms above my head and have a good stretch.
    “Hey, sleepyhead.” I open one eye, not sure of the voice I’m hearing. Oh, it’s Mitch—mmm.
    “Good morning.” I smile and sit up, bringing the sheet with me. Mitch walks over to the bed and leans down for a kiss.
    “I ordered brunch for us. You didn’t bring a bag up last night. Do you have one in your car?”
    “Uh, yeah, I do actually.”
    “Then give me your keys, the make, and where you’re parked so I can have my assistant get it. You go jump in the shower.” He hands me my purse.
    “I’ll get it,” I offer, looking around for my dress.
    “Baby, you need to shower and eat so we can get to the bank. My meeting is in two hours.” He pushes my purse in front of me again.
    “Did your meeting get pushed up? I thought it was at two.” I pull my keys out and hand them to him.
    “It is at two. It’s noon, Charlotte. C’mon, get in the shower.” He pats my leg.
    “Noon? No. No, no ... it can’t be noon!” I grab my phone and check it. Five texts, ten missed calls, and yes, you irresponsible asshole—it’s noon! “Shit!” I yell and jump out of bed. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” I scramble for my things.
    “Charlotte! What are you doing?” He grabs my arm.
    “I have to go, Mitch! I was supposed to be home this morning—no later than ten! Ava’s gonna kill me!” I look frantically at the phone. “Shit! She’s gonna think I’m dead!” I pull up her texts. The last one says “ARE YOU DEAD???!!!!” —confirming my suspicions.
    “You can’t go. You signed a contract. Call her and tell her you’re fine and that you’ll see her tomorrow!” He points to the phone. I stare at him like he has five heads. Just as I’m about to ask him if he’s a moron, I remember he doesn’t know I have kids.
    “Mitch, I can’t do that. I have to go home. I’m sorry. I wish I could stay. I realize I signed a contract, but I had no idea that I would be spending another night with you. You didn’t tell me how long you were in town for, or that you expected me to start right away with the whole ‘beck and call’ thing.” I explain the best I can while dialing Ava’s number.
    “Charley?!” she screams.
    “Yes, it’s me. I’m so sorry, Ava. I overslept. I’m leaving now,” I say as I frantically throw on my clothes.
    “Your parents are with