Victoria Timmons' life is all about work. She wants success and has given up on finding love and passion. She has a job, an aging, disabled mother and a side hustle. Her boss has offered her a promotion. She has done everything to prove that she can handle the job.
Maximillian Jackson Quinn is a billionaire who gets what he wants. He wants an up and coming company, but before he closes the deal, the current owner places a condition on the sale. Max has to work at the company. He finds that the company has something else that he wants, Victoria Timmons.
An hour later Victoria realized she was working on her third drink and
was feeling pretty good. Jackson had also continued to flirt with her
off and on. They had been talking about being single and ended up
talking about Sam and his tastes in men, when Jackson said, “What are
your tastes in men?”
Victoria had replied, “I want what I can't have.”
“What do you mean?” Jackson knew she was overly honest in part,
because of the alcohol in her drink. He took advantage of her inebriated
state, and he didn't feel sorry for it.
“You know what I'm saying. I'm curvy or whatever you want to call it,
but I like men with tight toned bodies. You know the type of guy with
abs for days, strong and muscular.”
“Well damn it all to hell,” he said looking upset.
“What?” She asked curiously.
“I have abs for days.” He raised his polo shirt showing her his
well-defined abdomen. “I'm strong and have muscles,” he said pumping
up his biceps for her.
Boy did he have abs? She swallowed hard looking at the body underneath
his shirt and his bulging bicep. He was exactly the physical type she
liked. She felt the bubbles in her stomach again. “Excuse me.” She
pushed her chair away from the table. “I'll be right back.”
Jackson watched as she moved past him slowly going down the hall before
disappearing into the lady’s room. She was attracted to him. He knew
that. The way she looked at him as he displayed his attributes said it
Victoria used the facilities, and after washing her hands, she splashed
water on her face. She was feeling hot suddenly. Three Long Island iced
teas, Renee had told him she would have one drink. She realized that she
wouldn't be able to drive home. She'd have to Uber it tonight and have
someone bring her to get her car tomorrow.
She returned to the table with her phone in her hand. “I need to get
home.” Before Jackson could protest that she shouldn't drive she
continued, “I know I had too much to drink. Don't worry; Uber is on
He would take her home, but he knew she would fight him on it. Jackson
didn't want this to end, but he knew it had to at some point. He paid
their bill and made sure that her car would be safe for the night.
Jasper assured him that it would okay. He even suggested that Jackson
move it to the back of the bar, a more secure area with a gate that
would be locked after closing. Jasper also let them know that he would
be there after eight in the morning if they wanted to pick it then.
Jackson left her inside while he moved her car. It was tiny, and he
couldn't understand how she could feel comfortable driving it. It was
more than five years old, and he noticed the high mileage on the
odometer. She deserved to drive something better than this. He parked
her car and made sure it was locked up before going back to Victoria.
They only had to wait a few minutes before her ride arrived. Jackson
opened the back-passenger door for her. Before she could slide into the
back seat, he slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to
him. She tilted her head back about to ask what was he doing, but his
lips touched hers, and she lost all thoughts. His kiss was soft but
demanding, and it was incredibly intense for Victoria. When he pulled
away from her, he looked into her eyes and said, “You can have what
you want Victoria.”
Just as easily as he had slid his arm around her waist, he removed it,
and she got into the car. He closed the door watching as the car moved
out of the parking lot and onto the street. Victoria Timmons was all he
could think about on his way home.
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