Chapter 41

• She watched him from where she stood, leaning against the sink as he quietly ate his sandwich. Rafe, the Rafael DeLuca II, award winning, well known and respected billionaire business mogul had run away from home and the pressures there. It wasn’t work, she was sure of it. Why else would he come here and terrorize his employees? He could do that just fine back in Italy. There was something at home that had made him say ‘enough, get out now before you suffocate’ and now here he was, half naked, eating a bacon sandwich in her tiny apartment. He ran away and he was still running. Was this a stop or a temporary respite as she just happened to be the one who could help him solve not one but two problems: insomnia and erectile dysfunction?
• Don’t think about that! She stepped back and did a quick turn on her right foot, her right hand reaching for the fridge door, pulling it open with her momentum. She stuck her head into it and let the cold freezer air hit her in the face. Just the sight of him got her worked up. She needed him out of her home. Now. She stepped back and softly shut the fridge door, lest she drew his attention. This was ridiculous, why wouldn’t he just put on his damn clothes! She closed her eyes and did some deep breathing until she found her usual calm composure. Not daring to turn back around as her courage meter filled up, she decided it was too damn quiet with just the sound of Rafe’s teeth crunching on the lettuce. Music, that’s what she needed. It was always the answer. She grabbed her phone from the table top of the kitchen counter and searched for the music app, her fingers hurriedly swiping over the screen. Without checking which song was playing next, she approved the Bluetooth connection to her portable speaker that was so loud the song would blast throughout the apartment. Then it's goodbye, awkward silence!
• I like my kisses down low—