Page 25 of My Hottest Obsession

I try to tell myself the same lies I’ve been using since I started working for Adrien, but they’re not really working.

Why would Adrien go through all this if he didn’t really want me? Sure, he can be a jerk to people sometimes, but it’s always to people who deserve it. He’s never treated me with anything but respect.

If it was really just a chase for him, wouldn’t he have grown bored of it long before now? Wouldn’t he have made a move at some point in the last two years then?

I ponder those thoughts as I hurry into my bedroom and lock the door. I head to my closet and pull out a deep purple t-shirt and a pair of black yoga pants. I grab my purple lace bra and thong and get dressed, feeling better as the silky fabric smooths over my curves.

I brush my hair, trying to get the slightly wavy strands to settle into place. They refuse to cooperate today, so I sigh, tying my hair up into a messy topknot instead.

“Ready to go?” I ask Adrien as I come out of my bedroom.

“Yeah. Where do you shop at?”

“There’s a Target close by.”

He nods, and I tug on my shoes before I grab my keys, purse, and phone and follow him out of my apartment.

“You look lovely.”

I nod. All of these compliments are starting to go to my head. I need to try to get my heart and my libido under control.

He takes my hand as we exit the elevator and leads me outside and over to his car.

“No driver today?” I ask as I slide into the passenger seat.

“No, I gave Patrick the day off. I wanted it to just be me and you.”

I swallow as he closes my door and walks around to the driver’s side. He takes my hand as soon as he pulls away from the curb, and something in me opens. I’m so tired of fighting my feelings for him. I’m so over being alone. I want a partner, a family. I want my own happily ever after, and I think that maybe it’s time that I got out of my own way and went for that.

My shoulders relax, and I smile as Adrien steers us through traffic toward the store. I’m done trying to resist him.

I just hope that I don’t regret it.

TEN

Adrien

“This is where you live?”Goldie asks as I lead her into my place.

“Yeah, why? You don’t like it?” I ask as I set the takeout bags on the kitchen counter and turn to face her.

We spent the day together, enjoying the warm weather. We went to the grocery store and then back to her place to put everything away before I took her to the beach. We held hands and walked in the sand and the surf until the sun started to set. We were both starving so we stopped to pick up food before we headed back to my place. I could barely wait to see Goldie here in my space.

“I love it. You’d have to be crazy not to like it. This place is gorgeous,” she says, walking over to the windows and staring out at the water.

“I bought it for the view,” I tell her, and she laughs.

“Oh, the huge penthouse doesn’t have other good qualities?” She jokes, and I smile.

“Okay, maybe I bought it for one or two other things too, but this view was the main one.”

I live right on the beach in a penthouse apartment. There’s floor to ceiling windows here in the living room, my office, and the bedrooms, all overlooking the water. It’s choppy today, whipped up from the rain the other day.

“Sometimes I forget that you’re rich, like a billionaire,” Goldie tells me, and I snort.

She smiles, and I wrap my arms around her waist.

“Shall we eat?”

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