my clients. I gave her a building, but not my employees.”
“Landry, that’s a fine line.”
“Is it one that I can walk?”
He presses his lips together, tilting his head to the side, then his mouth turns up into a grin. “You can.”
“Thank fuck, because that would have been fucking awful if I couldn’t have,” I say with a chuckle.
He shakes his head, then stands to his feet. “You are walking quite a few fine fucking lines these days,” he says, shifting his gaze from me to Tennessee, then back to me.
“Yeah, but it’s worth it.”
He grunts, shaking my hand, then says that he’ll be in touch soon. He leaves us alone in the room and now I turn to look at Tennessee. She’s staring straight ahead where Susan was sitting. I can tell that she’s thinking and I want to know what is going through her head. I’m not sure that I’ll find out though, because she seems to be completely lost
Chapter Twenty-One
LANDRY
Slowly, Tennessee tilts her head to the side and looks up at me. She’s been staring at the sea that Susan vacated for about ten minutes and I’ve let her. I don’t want to rush her, I’m too curious to know exactly what is going on in her head.
“She wanted twenty-five million dollars in cash,” she whispers.
I nod my head once. “She did.”
“Cash,” she breathes.
“Yeah, honey. she did.”
She stands, her entire body visibly trembling. “No wonder,” she mutters as she turns to the side.
I watch as her shaky legs try to carry her over to the door. I don’t let her reach it though. In just a couple of strides, I’m directly behind her. Reaching out, I gently wrap my fingers around her bicep and spin her around before I back her up until she’s against the wall.
“Look at me,” I demand.
Her head tilts back and her eyes widen as she looks up at me. I see fear and shame in those gorgeous green orbs and it kills me, instantly.
“Tennessee,” I rasp.
“No wonder everyone is so worried that I’m some gold-digger. I didn’t know. I swear I didn’t know. I just thought you were a successful businessman, I didn’t know what that meant, financially. I can’t believe this, oh my god, are you only with me for a trophy girlfriend? Is that what this is?”
She is completely losing her shit and if this didn’t include me, I would find it comical. Lifting my hand, I cup her cheek, forcing her head to tilt back slightly. Her eyes focus on mine and I wait for them to stop looking everywhere but in my own.
“I am with you for every reason that I’ve told you I’m with you. And who the fuck called you a gold-digger?” I growl.
She immediately presses her lips together, her brown eyes widening even more. I snort. “I’m sure they’ll say it again. But we know the truth, right?”
“We do,” she whispers.
“And what’s that? What is the truth of it, honey?”
She inhales deeply through her nose, then lets it out of her mouth. “The truth is that I didn’t even know how much money you had, I still don’t. The truth is that I felt something for you the moment I laid eyes on you. The truth is that we’re building something beautiful.” Her last sentence is said on a whisper and I feel it down in my dick.
“Yeah, honey. That’s right,” I exhale, leaning forward. I slide my nose alongside hers, touching my mouth to her own. “We’re building something really fucking beautiful, Tennessee.”
Without hesitation, she reaches for my belt. I don’t expect it and the move catches me off guard. My body jerks as she releases my hard cock, wrapping her fingers around me and begins to stroke.
“Fuck,” I growl.
“Yeah,” she whimpers.
Sliding my tongue along her bottom lip, I rest my forehead against hers as she continues to stroke me. “I don’t have another condom.”
“I’m on the pill, have been since Holden was born. There hasn’t been anyone.”
“I was tested at my last physical,” I announce.
“I need you, Landry.”
Her words are my complete fucking undoing. I hitch her skirt up to her hips, gripping my hand around the back of her knee, I lift her leg, wrapping it around my hip. I’m panting against her mouth, my fingers working her at the center of her panties.
“Landry,” she whimpers.
Slipping my finger beneath her panties, I hook them and tug them to the side. “Guide me in, honey,” I mutter against her lips.