What If You by Sandi Lynn (beautiful books to read .TXT) 📕

head and Diana set a cup of coffee in front of me. “Thanks.” I gave her a small smile. “I need to speak with your boss today. Do you know what his schedule is like?”

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Diana asked with worry.

“Yes. As in you could lose your job.” I brought the cup up to my lips.

“Ugh! I’ll find out his schedule when I get to the office and call you. But just so you know, Mr. Remington is—”

“I know.” I took a sip of my coffee.

“Well, I have to get to the station,” Daniel said as he kissed Diana on the cheek. “Have a good day at work, sweetheart. And you,” he pointed at me, “try not to rattle Mr. Remington too much.”

“I’ll do my best.” I sighed as I finished my coffee.

I had just turned the vacuum off when I heard my phone ring.

“Hey, Diana.”

“Hey. I spoke to Isabelle and Mr. Remington gave her strict orders that he didn’t want to be disturbed for the next couple hours. After that, he’s in back-to-back meetings.”

“Then I’ll just come over there now.”

“Isabelle won’t let you see him.”

“Then maybe you’re going to have to distract Isabelle for me so I can get into his office.”

“I can do that.”

“Great. I’m leaving now. This has to be done today.”

I took the elevator up to the twentieth floor and when I reached Mr. Remington’s office, his door was shut, and Isabelle wasn’t sitting at her desk. Lightly knocking on the door, I slowly opened it.

“Isabelle, I thought I—” He looked up and narrowed his eye at me.

“I’m sorry. Your secretary wasn’t at her desk and I need to speak with you.”

“Wait a minute. You’re the woman from the elevator the other day. Diana’s friend, right?”

“Yes. That’s right, Mr. Remington. Do you have a moment?”

He got up from behind his desk, walked over to the front of it and leaned his body against it.

“Actually, I don’t. I’m a very busy man. Perhaps we can talk over dinner tonight.” The corners of his mouth curved upward.

“Umm. Sure. But I would rather do it in private.”

“That can be arranged, Miss—”

“Everly. You can just call me Everly.”

“Interesting and beautiful name.” He picked up a pen and wrote something down on a sticky note. “The Remington, Suite 3130. Say around seven o’clock? I’ll have the chef cook us up something special.” The grin on his face grew wide as he handed the note to me.

The moment I grabbed the note from his hand the flashes in my mind began.

“Everly, are you alright?” he asked.

“I’m fine.” I snapped out of my daze. “I’ll see you tonight, Mr. Remington.” A smile crossed my lips.

“I look forward to it.” A sly grin crossed his face.

5

Asher

Damn, she was beautiful. I’d already noticed the day I ran into her in the elevator. Five feet six, long blonde hair that laid in beachy waves over her shoulders, beautiful blue eyes and a bright smile. Not to mention her body, which was the first thing I’d noticed. Slender and toned with tits that were appropriately proportioned. Not too big, but not too small. They were the perfect size for her frame. And tonight, I’d see how perfect they were as she lie naked in my bed. Obviously, when she saw me, she was curious and asked Diana about me. I was more than happy to satisfy her curiosity. Picking up my phone, I called the hotel and made arrangements for dinner and a bottle of champagne.

I arrived at the hotel an hour early to shower and change my clothes. Just as I finished dabbing on some cologne, there was a knock at the door.

“Good evening, Everly,” I spoke as I opened the door.

“Hello, Mr. Remington.”

“Come in, and please call me Asher.”

She set her purse down on the table in the entryway while I pulled the bottle of champagne from the bucket.

“Dinner will be here in a few minutes. Can I pour you a glass of champagne?”

“Sure. Thank you.” A small smile crossed her lips as she walked over to the window and stared out at the city view.

“This view is amazing.”

“It is amazing.” I walked over to where she stood and handed her a glass. “I don’t believe I’ve told you how beautiful you look.”

She inhaled a sharp breath as her eyes stared into mine.

“Mr.—Asher, I came here tonight because I really need to talk to you about something.”

The tone of her voice was serious, and as much as I wanted to hear what she had to say, we were interrupted by a knock at the door. After dinner was set up, we both took a seat at the table that sat six. The sooner I let her tell me whatever it was she wanted to, the sooner I could take her into the bedroom.

“This dinner looks delicious,” she said as she placed the cloth napkin on her lap.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?”

“You’re going to think I’m crazy, but it’s very important that you listen to me.”

“Go ahead, I’m listening.” I smirked as I cut into my filet.

“I’ve been having dreams about you.”

“Really?” I grinned. “I can’t say I’m surprised. “You’re not the only woman who has told me that.” I gave her a playful wink.

She let out a light laugh as she pointed her fork at me.

“I do believe that. But my dreams aren’t in the way you think.”

“Then by all means, tell me about these dreams of yours.”

“You can’t sign the merger agreement with M&H Properties.”

“Excuse me?” I narrowed my eye at her. “How the hell do you know about that?” I asked in shock as I set down my fork. “There are only a few people who know about that pending merger.”

“I just do. If you take over that company, you’re going to lose everything.”

“Is that a threat, Everly? Who the hell sent you here?” I shouted as I stood from my chair.

“Mr. Remington, please calm down.”

“Calm down? You come into my