Page 109 of My Silver Lining


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“I’d love to fuck you on a horse.”

Her head fell back in laughter. Lulu Sonnet’s laugh could end wars. It could cure diseases. It was that damn good.

“I’m a fairly adventurous girl, but that sounds a little challenging.”

“I’d settle for the stables,” I said.

“Done. We’ll ride the horses, and then I’ll ride you, Rafael.”

“Sounds like a perfect Saturday to me.”

I carried her down the hall and made our way into the bathroom off the primary bedroom. I brushed my teeth and pulled on some pajama bottoms before kissing her forehead and heading for the bedroom. Lulu took a lot longer to get ready for bed than I did. She used a ton of creams and oils, from what I could tell.

I grabbed my laptop and sat down on the bed to work on the numbers for my new client. Some possible investments that I was hoping he’d consider. He told me he had a few friends who were looking for a new advisor, so I was hoping to impress the hell out of him.

My phone vibrated with a text from my boss.

Joseph

Hey. I know it’s the weekend, but Denise booked us a last-minute trip to Cabo, and I’m flying out in the morning. I’ve got three meetings scheduled tomorrow that I’ll need you to lead. I sent the files to your email for you to review tonight.

This was classic Joseph. He didn’t do the prep work for anything. He was the king of delegating. I glanced at my email and noticed he’d just sent the files now. At 9:00 p.m. for an 8:00 a.m. meeting tomorrow, followed by one at 10:30 a.m. and another at noon.

I’d be up all night if I even wanted to attempt to prepare.

I’d never treat my clients the way he treated his.

He did this often, and even though it pissed me off, I always came through for him.

He was my boss, after all.

Lulu strutted out to the bedroom, her hair tied up in that blue thing she called a scrunchie. She was wearing lingerie, a lacy, white one-piece contraption that didn’t cover much.

Holy shit.

She had on a pair of black high heels, and she leaned against the doorway, taking

me in. Her eyes scanned my laptop and phone.

“Do you need to work tonight?” she purred, and my dick sprung to life eagerly.

It was my last weekend with Lulu, and I wasn’t going to spend it working.

I closed my laptop and typed out a quick response to Joseph.

Not around this weekend. You’ll need to find someone else to cover for you.

I didn’t apologize because I wasn’t the selfish asshole who passed off my clients at the last minute.

I realized in that moment that Joseph Chapman was never going to help me break off on my own. He needed me too much. And if I kept doing my job and his, I’d never break off on my own either.

I silenced my phone and set it on my laptop as I placed them both on my nightstand.

“Hell no. I’m all yours, Wildcat.”

I saddled up the horses and helped Lulu up. She hadn’t been on a horse in years, but she was stubborn when it came to accepting help. She liked to prove that she could do everything on her own.

“Hey,” I said, wrapping my hand around her boot that she’d just slipped into the stirrup. “This is my area of expertise. So stop fighting me on it and let me lead, all right?”