Page 45 of Seducing a Sagittarius
“That sounds so good. I have this bucket list of things.”
“Oh yeah? What’s the one thing you really want to do?”
“Go skydiving.”
“Me and heights don’t get along, but I support you one hundred percent.”
She laughed. “Party pooper.”
“Hey, I said I support you.”
“Get some rest, my love. And in the morning, I’m going to make you breakfast.”
I smiled. “I like the sound of that. But one more thing.”
“What’s that?”
“What are you going to do now that you’re debt-free?”
“I haven’t really thought about it. I mean, you could give me the position I was applying for anyway.” She giggled. “You need a new chief financial officer, and I’m more than qualified. I know you said you wanted me to be the social media manager, but I could take care of your finances too.”
“You know what? You’re right. But what am I going to do about an assistant if you leave my side?”
“I can help you find someone new, but it definitely won’t be a woman. And if it is, she’s going to be older, or I’ll find you a man.”
I chuckled. “Whatever you say, baby. We can start the process tomorrow of repositioning you, but right now, I want to reposition them legs.”
“Oh, goodness!” she exclaimed, letting me back inside my happy place.
Two Months Later. . .
There was a short time in my life where I thought love was just a word. Something that people were programmed to say with no emotion or action behind it. When I met Victor Benson, he further confirmed what I always thought. He said he loved me, but his actions didn’t show it.
I was used as his porn star, maid, and to show off to his friends and family. I never felt as if I were put first in anything, and when I found out about his infidelity, I knew our time was up. I allowed that man to lie and gaslight me for two years, until I got fed up and left him.
I didn’t completely write men off though.
I still kept hope alive that there was someone out there that was going to put some action behind the word and stand on big business about me.
And I did.
Avery was all that and so much more.
I didn’t think I’d ever meet my person—well, not after five months of being alone, but meeting him proved that love did have meaning and action.
Not only did he come into my life and immediately change things, but the way he showed up and out for me had me swooning every day I woke up, and thinking of ways to surprise him with the things he loved and wanted to do.
The random gifts at my front door, text messages that put a smile on my face every morning, or random dates around the city made me feel as if I was living in a fairy tale. A dream I never wanted to wake up from. The sexy, seductive, introverted king was addicted to me, and vice versa. I couldn’t get enough of fucking him whenever we had an opportunity to do so.
We had finally met each other’s parents, and it was funny that both our moms’ names was Evelyn, and our fathers used to be old high school friends.
Needless to say, but my parents loved Avery. I think it was because he kind of acted like me. While he appeared mean and would go off quickly, I kept calm until I was provoked.
There were levels to this Sagittarius thing.
Currently, I was riding shotgun, in his new Maybach, to an unknown place. The blindfold was making my lashes itch, but I didn’t complain. The soft sounds of Maxwell played on the radio while Avery sang to me.
“. . . I feel you from the floor to the ceiling. Girl, I feel you when you comb ya haaair!”
