Page 46 of Worship
Luca: You’ll see.
Me: That’s foreboding…
Luca: You’re costing me money, gorgeous. Call me tonight.
I lean back into my office chair and mull over what he’s said. “Enough’s enough…I’ll need it.”What the hell did he get me?A knock at my door calls my attention.
“Come in.”
“Ms. Andrews, a package for you.”
My assistant brings the rectangular-shaped box to my desk and sets it down.
“Thank you,” I say, leaning in and pulling it toward me.
The top has been scribbled on; it saysOpen me at home.
I don’t even hesitate shooting off a text to him.
Me: What’s in the box.
Luca: Do you think I’m made of money and can afford these kinds of distractions?
Me: Yes. Now answer me.
Luca: Go home early and find out.
I set my phone aside, snarling at it. I can’t go home early just to open a box. I open my drawer, looking for a pair of scissors so that I can open the box. Bingo! I grab the steel pair and start slicing open the tape, then stop. I set them down and hit the intercom.
“Kate, what’s on my calendar today from three on?”
“Nothing Ms. Andrews, you’re clear. Would you like me to schedule something for you?”
“No, I think I’ll go home early. I’m not feeling well.” I answer still staring at the box.
I’m not sure why I’m listening. Maybe I like the game; maybe I know that what’s inside the box is something I need. Whatever it is, I’m going to choose to trust him.
Pushing the door open to my apartment, I’m excited. It’s felt like Christmas all day, and I couldn’t wait to get home and open this damn box. This better be good. If Luca gave me lingerie, I’ll burn it. I grab my phone out of my purse and send Luca a text.
Me: Going in.
My phone immediately rings.
“Hey,” I answer, happy to hear his voice.
“Hi, Angel. So, you listened and you’re home early. Is this a first for you?”
His voice is so, so sexy, I could listen to him recite the weather.
“Yes. Definitely a first.” I laugh.
“Happy to have assisted in popping your cherry.”
His mind lives in the damn gutter.
I place the box on the coffee table and kick off my shoes, getting comfortable. “It’s the only one you’re getting because I was sluttaaay in high school.”
His laugh booms through the room, and it makes me smile.
