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“No, baby, you are mine. Every single piece. The broken, the bruised and you are my love. My unicorn, the one woman in the world that showed me what it’s like to fall head over heels in love. I never want to see it end.” Her smile is lazy, her eyes shine with tears but she looks content.

“Thank you,” she says so low I almost can hear her.

“No, baby, thank you for taking a chance on someone that didn’t think he was loveable.” We continue to chat until her eyes start to droop.

“Baby, go to sleep. I will come over and see you…” I look at the clock, the red time showing two am, “later today.We will go out for dinner and then we can go to the fair. I will win you a prize.” Her soft snore is the only thing I can hear before I blow her a kiss and end the call.

“She is the woman of my dreams. I never thought I would find anyone like her, and yet here she is.” I place my phone on the nightstand and roll over on my side, letting myself fall asleep, dreaming of Jessikah Gorman.

Chapter Twenty–Five

Jessikah

“No, I have proven to you everything. All the questions you are asking me about the client have been proven in the documents I have submitted through the lender portal. Which, may I add, you have still not gone through and checked to approve said documents,” I say into the phone, staring at the email I got from one of the lenders I am using for one of my current clients.

“Jessikah, you haven’t answered any of my questions,” the distorted voice says, causing me to growl in frustration.

“How about this. I am going to hang up the phone. I will call Landon Merit and have a discussion on your underwriting practices. I have been in this game for years, and you are the first underwriter who has never looked at the documents provided, and just assumed something. Chat with you soon.” I hang up the phone and rub my temples.

“She is still going on about us not proving it?” Tina asks, walking into the office with a cup of coffee and a cheese croissant.

“You saw the email. Every question she asked about was noted and proven through the file and in documents. Documents she hasn’t even looked at,” I grumble, searching my phone for Landon’s number.

“Where do they hire these people?” Tina says, as my phone connects and starts to ring.

“Landon speaking, let me help you fulfil your dreams of owning a home,” his voice loud in my office.

“Landon, buddy. It’s Jessikah Gorman. How are you doing?”

“Jessikah, it’s been a while. Thank you for all your support with the clients you send through to us. How can I help you?” he asks, his voice chipper.

“I have a new file in with you. File number eight two dash one, three, three, four. Clients are looking to refinance. My issue is, your underwriter has not looked at any of the documents and has sent me questions that I have not only answered repeatedly, but proven within the documents that I sent in. This file should have been a slam dunk file, but the underwriter has literally sat on it for a week,” I explain, the headache nagging the back of my eyes. Making it hard to look at the computer screen.

I can hear his fingers flying across the keyboard. The silence on the line lets me know he is actually looking into the file. I know Landon. He will research thoroughly before he speaks.

“Okay, I can see the underwriter has done no work on this file. Let me check the communication history so I can see what she is asking for. Give me five minutes. I am going to place you on hold.” The distinct sound of elevator music plays, the song making me feel like I am on Jeopardy waiting for the answer, so I can ask the question.

“Jess, Paul is here,” Tina states, causing me to look over my shoulder at her and nod.

“Show him in and I will get his signing package ready once I am done with Landon.” She nods. As she spins around and steps back, Paul walks in. Not only did this man bring me to orgasm with just his voice, but he gave me multiple ones before taking his on pleasure.

As I watch him stride in, his thighs encased in a pair of blue jeans, a black t-shirt stretched across his chest. This man makes me want to tear off my clothes and ride him like a pony, only butt ass naked.

“Jessikah, I will have the commitment to you later this afternoon. I just need to have a serious conversation with management over said underwriter and have one of the other ones finish reviewing all the documents. It looks like you have all the documents we would need, expect for the solicitor and a few others. But you will get an updated list when the commitment is emailed. I am sorry about this,” Landon states, we say our closing and have a good laugh at how sometimes a lazy one slips through and we both hang up.

“Watching you take command of a situation is hot,” Paul mumbles, reaching down and adjusting himself.

“Watching you walk towards me is hot, especially in blue jeans.” I smirk as I listen to him groan.

“So, we are signing your life away today. If you get a hand cramp, please let me know and we can take a break.” I put all the documents on the desk in front of me and start to explain everything to him as we slowly go through all the documents I must get signed in order for me to stay compliant.

“One more signature, and then we are good. I believe I have all the documentsthe lender requested, so this is likely the last one. I won’t say it is the last one until I get the broker complete notification from the lender.” Paul nods, places his signature on the last portion of the documents, and places the pen down.

“Thank you, Jess. You have made this process a lot easier than when I first got the mortgage. I am pretty sure the person I was dealing with wanted to know the size of my cock and if I know how to use it,” Paul says, spreading his feet apart and leaning his elbows on his knees.

I set the signed papers in the paper feeder and start the scan process before I turn back to Paul and lean forward, making sure he can see down my blouse. “Now I need to know what I have to wear tonight. You said dinner, but where are we going for dinner?”

“I should have told you we were having dinner here and sent Tina to the clubhouse. But I told you I would take you out, and I am a man of my word. I had planned on taking you to a pizza restaurant on the main drag and then going for a walk along the Lake Nipissing waterfront and maybe even jump on the Heritage Railway train and have a leisure spin on the train.” I smile at him. My favorite thing to do is ride the train.

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