Page 10 of Becoming His Perfect Daddy
Cameron,
Now I need to know what you did with Hudson! I seriously can’t wait to find out. I promise I won’t tell anyone if you want to give me some insider knowledge. ;)
As far as what connected with me most, I’m going through some intensely personal things right now. I don’t think I’m ready to share the details of that just yet, but I must say that reading your characters really gives me hope. Like, if they can live as their truest selves, embrace their identities, then maybe I can, too.
I mean, I do love the steamy scenes. You write them so vividly, and I picture them so well in my head when I . . . (Oh, geez. I should just shut up. Is that TMI? I’m leaving it in.) But even better are the ways the characters connect so authentically on the page. They feel like real people to me, and I expect they probably feel that way to you, too. Does that make sense at all, or am I completely off base?
Oh, and please let me know if I ever come on too strong. Like in the last paragraph. Lol Sometimes I overshare, and I don’t mean to. It’s just nice to have someone listen sometimes, you know? So thanks for listening. It means the world to me.
Always,
S.M.C.
P.S. I fully acknowledge that not knowing much about me may be weird for you, so I’ll share what I can. I’m thirty-seven. And I no longer understand the younger kids when they talk, so I’m officially middle-aged. How the hell did I get here?
Chapter five
Sam
Early December
“Hello, Samantha?”
I startled at the voice behind me and whipped around in my office chair. I’d barely had time to check my email and wolf down my yogurt parfait since I’d arrived. “Hey, hi.” I swallowed down my surprise and discomfort at the name and smiled at Sally, the sweet HR lady . . . and someone else.
She wasn’t alone.
“This is Alex.”
The attractive slim but muscled Asian man at her side grinned broadly and jutted out his hand. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you.”
My brain only then came back online, and I remembered the email from Sally last week about a new hire for my department. I was good at my job and worked fast, but our workload had already started increasing with no signs of letting up, so I was grateful for the help.
I hadn’t met him yet, but I’d heard good things about him. I hadn’t even been sure of his gender until now.
Relief drained my entire body of tension as I stood, returning his handshake. “Oh, Alex, hi! Right. So sorry about that. My brain was somewhere else.”
He gave me a mischievous grin. “It happens.”
Sally clapped her hands together, squealing. Her short frame and chin-length curly silver hair bounced as she did. “Ah! I can just tell you will be great friends.” She eyed me. “You okay here?”
I smiled, shoving my hands into my deep—thankgod—pockets. “I’ll take it from here.”
“Great.” She turned to Alex. “Anything you need, let me know. You know where my office is. Good luck!”
He chuckled, a deep sound I was jealous of, as she scurried off.
Alex turned to me, setting his bag on the chair of the desk next to mine. Our administrative staff had already put his nameplate on the shelf between our desks, right beside mine, and he eyed my name. “Samantha Coleson . . .” He raised an eyebrow, and I was instantly jealous of that, too. “Something tells me that’s not the name you’d prefer.”
I just stared for a minute, swallowing hard to find my voice. My fingers found the hair at the back of my neck out of habit. “Uh . . . no, actually. I prefer Sam. No one here . . .” I cleared my throat. “Um, no one here knows that, though.”
He nodded, his eyes telling me he understood more than should’ve been possible. “Got it. Sam. I love the name.”
How could he know how proud that made me? For most people, their name wasn’t anything to be proud of—it just was. A lot of people hated their name. But mine? Ichoseit. It wasmine. And hell if Alex didn’t make me feel like this was the best day of my life for that.
So I decided to be honest. Hadn’t I been hoping for a while to make a friend? “I appreciate that, Alex.”
He grinned at me. “You know what? I think Sally there was right. I think we’re going to be great friends.”
