Love Me? The Trust Me? Trilogy

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Book: Love Me? The Trust Me? Trilogy by K E Osborn Read Free Book Online
Authors: K E Osborn
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary
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    "But nothing. I already told you that it's non-negotiable every Monday. Plus I love how you thank me for them," he says with a mischievous grin.
    "Oh, how I thank you for them? And how would that be?" I ask, knowing exactly what he means.
    "Like this." He stands up and walks toward me. I walk toward him, and when we meet, he puts his arms around my waist, pulling me to him tightly, making me giggle. He leans in softly and kisses me gently. He lets go of me and pulls his lips from mine.
    "Like that," he says.
    "Hmm, not sure I completely understand. Can you show me again?"
    He pulls me in close, so close our noses are touching, and suddenly he dips me down like they do in the movies and kisses me. I can't help but squeal as he dips me. He muffles my squeal with his lips. The feeling is good, oh so good. He pulls me back up into a tight embrace.
    "Mmm, I think I should thank you more often."
    He lets go of me, taking my hand and kissing my knuckles.
    "Sounds good to me." He goes to walk off.
    I grab his tie and pull him back to me for one last kiss. I feel him smile while he kisses me. That spark of electricity flows between us, I let go of him and straighten his tie. He shakes his head and looks at me.
    "I love you."
    "I know," I say cheekily as I start to walk off.
    "Hey," he says when I reach the door.
    "Okay, okay, I love you too." I open the door, Brielle looks at me and Aiden starts laughing; she smirks as I shut his door.
    "I heard some squealing. I think that counts as strange noises, Jeni."
    I sit down at my desk. I shrug and smile. I get back to work, sorting out emails and arranging meetings for new clients. The meetings are to be held in the boardroom, which is on the other side of the office. The boardroom is large, and the walls are made from see-through glass. I'll be able to see Aiden when he's in there with his clients working his magic. There's a long rectangular table with many office chairs surrounding it. A large electronic smart board is situated at one end and, at the other, is a bench that stretches from wall to wall.
    There are no scheduled meetings in the boardroom today, so Brielle shows me how to set it up for client meetings. It seems easy enough, and I'm grateful that Bree is here helping me though. The rest of the day is filled with answering phone calls, emails, arranging meetings, all the usual stuff. At five p.m., Aiden and Alistair come out of their offices. Brielle is packed up, all ready to go, as I finish off the last of my work.
    "You did well today, son."
    "Thank you, Father."
    Alistair walks straight past, completely ignoring me. That's what he's been doing all day. I roll my eyes and stand up. Aiden walks to me, placing his arm around my waist, and we walk with Brielle to the elevator.
    "Thanks again for all your help today," I say quietly to her, getting into the elevator.
    " Aiden, " Alistair shouts, making Brielle and me jump.
    "Yes, Father?"
    "Make sure she works quicker tomorrow, will you? We've important meetings, and I can't have her being slow and dim-witted."
    I look at Aiden and see his face turning red. I take his hand and shake my head at him. He frowns at me but keeps quiet. I find it hard to believe that his father talks about me as though I'm not even in the same room. I swallow a lump in my throat. Brielle looks at me sympathetically. I shrug and she takes my other hand. The elevator chimes, and Alistair walks out ahead. We walk into the lobby. Aiden looks at me as Brielle lets my hand go and runs after her father.
    "Jeni, what was that about?" Aiden asks me, sounding flustered.
    "If you said something, it would've made matters worse."
    "God, he's so frustrating. I really wonder why I work for him." We continue out the doors.
    "He is who he is. I'm not going to let him get me down or get in between you two. He's your father. You shouldn't let it bother you either."
    He exhales. "See, always keeping me focused."
    We walk down the stairs to the parking garage where

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