Turning my attention from my jealous kitten to myassistant, I try as hard as I can to keep a straight face. I truly believe that this is a first for her, I doubt she has ever staked her claim on another man like this. I can tell by her slight tremble that she is completely out of her comfort zone. I should be upset with her for behaving this way in front of my employee, but I am too turned on to care.
Nodding her head, Savannah gives me a cheeky look. She opens her mouth to respond with what I’m sure is something kinky, but I stop her with a tiny shake of my head. It’s going to take time for my Princess to warm up to my assistant. Perhaps I will ask her for permission to tell Dolly about her sexuality, it would probably make things a little easier.
“Alright, well then,” she begins, handing me over the handle to the black canvas wagon. “It’s getting late, I should let you two lovebirds get back to uh, cracking those watermelons. Here is your dinner and all thosepackagesthat arrived at the office.”
Taking in a breath, my eyes widen ever so slightly in surprise.
“Oh? They arrived, already? You are a miracle worker, Savannah, thank you.”
Turning to hit the elevator call button, she huffs a tiny laugh.
“Yeah, you can thank me by giving me a little bonus in my next paycheck,” she teases as the doors to the lift open. “Ihad a hell of a time getting…well, I’ll tell you after. Yeah. I have some stories, don’t let me forget to tell you. Have a good night, you two! I’ll talk to you in the morning, Sutton.”
“Sounds good, Savannah. Drive safe,” I say, nudging Dolly with a little flick of my shoulder.
Clearing her throat, she follows my nonverbal command. Watching Savannah enter the elevator, she keeps a forced smile on her face.
“Uh, yes, please drive safe Savannah,” she says, her voice only slightly warmer. “It was nice seeing you, again.”
“You too, Miss Dixon! I’m sure I’ll see you soon. I’m always around. I swear, Sutton can’t wipe his own butt without me. Anyways, enjoy that juice,” she says suggestively just as the doors close shut.
Waiting until I hear the elevator descend, I fully turn to look at my jealous lover. Arching a brow, I click the tongue against the roof of my mouth in disapproval. I try to hide the humor on my face, but it somehow cracks through.
“Dolly, Dolly, Dolly…you were quite rude to my assistant. What do you have to say for yourself?”
Blinking at me, her mouth falls open. I watch her bristle for a moment before she pouts her pink lips in defeat.
“I'm sorry, Sir…I know I was. But she said some really,reallyflirty things and I didn’t appreciate them at all!” she replies, her voice lifting with every word. “I mean, she was talking aboutyourthighsand how hot you would look in one of those itty-bitty banana hammocks! I mean, come on! If the roles were reversed, I highly doubt you would have been as diplomatic as I was!”
Touche.
Pausing for a long moment, I keep my body language and expression as neutral as possible. Of course she’s right, I would not have been. I would have thrown her assistant against the wall, much like I did with her roommate. Who, by the way, we haven’t been able to locate since our little scuffle. But that’s another worry for another day.
“You’re right,” I finally say, reaching for her and pulling her against my bare torso. “I’m sorry, Princess. I should have said something because I knew it made you uncomfortable. I allowed my own desires to get the better of me, and that was wrong.”
Snuggling against my chest, her eyes pull upwards to meet mine.
“Your own desires?” she asks softly.
Nodding my head, I lean down to brush my lips over her forehead. I squeeze her a little tighter, wanting to give her as much physical reassurance as I can.
“Mmhm, your jealousy turned me on.”
“It did?” she asks.
Letting out a sigh, I sway her gently as I move my weight from one foot to another. I’m starting to feel guilty and terrible, they’re odd sensations that I’m not used to. This woman isstirring things within me that I didn’t know I was capable of experiencing. It’s both exciting and terrifying, to say the least.
“It really did. Normally I’m the jealous one. But watching you assert yourself, making sure that Savannah knew that I wasyours?God, that was something else. But it caused you anxiety and made you upset. I promise you, I will have a talk with Savannah, and I will be better next time.”
She stiffens in my arms, I hear her suck in a breath. I don’t think she was expecting me to say that. After a moment, she curls her lips into a warm smile.
“I…thank you, Sir.”
Placing another kiss upon her forehead, I gently ease her from my arms. Taking the handle of the wagon, I motion towards the dining room with the lift of my chin.
“You’re welcome, now let’s have some dinner,” I say, beginning to walk, “I also have some presents for you. Hence this huge wagon.”
Walking next to me, her smile widens as her eyes drift to the wagon. She has an adorable little pep to her step that makes my little black heart squeeze. I love how excited she can get over the littlest things.
