The Long Hot Summer (Billionaire Season Book 1) (9 page)

“William what are we doing here? I’m still staying in the suite on the ship.”

“Stay with me Allie, try living here for a while and if you’re not happy… well you can decide that later. My idea… my wish and my great desire is to make love to you in my bed and have you stay and sleep next to me… wrapped in my arms. Is that something you might consider?” He was so earnest and almost shy when he told her his idea,
and
he was less “buttoned down” and more relaxed in his demeanor. His shirt sleeves were pushed up to his elbows and his jacket and tie were carelessly tossed on the back seat of the Maserati.

“
I think it’s a wonderful idea, William, the best idea I’ve heard in forever. Let’s go up to your room and roll around in your big bed and make so much noise that Miss Hawkins and the others will want to have us arrested,” she said and he held her fingertips to his beautiful lips and he kissed them one by one and then pressed her palm to his thundering heart. “I don’t think I’ve given you enough credit Mr. Warfield. I was drawn to you by the overwhelming sense that you are an overtly masculine and powerfully dangerous predator and now I find that you’re also a true romantic. Take me to your bedroom William and make love to me and with me but just so you know, I’m always down for our kinky sexcapades with a hint of danger and the rush of being discovered. Now that you’ve uncovered my scandalous side, I don’t think we should deny it.”

“I don’t intend to
deny you anything, darling girl,” William said, leading her up the stairs to his bedroom and trapping her against the open door before they went in. He kissed her forehead and her cheeks and the edges of her pouty pink mouth, his erection pressed into her thigh and her breath hitched and her cheeks flushed. “I do intend to make you very happy that you gave up your date with Brodie Maguire and chose me. Now let’s try that love making idea and I warn you, we might not get it right the first time. So we should commit to do it as often as necessary and that means as much and as often and as intensely as possible.”

*

Allie was contented and glowingly happy the next morning as she and William sat in his car kissing and touching and laughing like a couple of teenagers before he dropped her off at the Literary Society. Thelma Maguire pursed her lips and gave them a nasty look as she unlocked the office door and Allie buried her face in William’s neck to inhale his spicy clean male scent once more before she said goodbye for the day.

“I’ll send a car to take you home this afternoon, meaning your home with me in the townhouse. And I don’t think I’ve had the chance to tell you about the house I’m restoring in the Garden District. It’s far too large and hasn’t been renovated since the early nineteen-hundreds, but more about that later. I have a lot of work to catch up on today thanks to your beguiling charm and beautiful face and pretty little ass and all
your other distracting parts. I’ll be home to you and our bed as soon as I can. My father’s butler has been trying to reach me all morning and I hope that doesn’t mean I have to drive out to Greenlea. Alright darling girl, think of me… think of us and we’ll live out our fantasies tonight,” he said, kissing her deeply, drinking her in as her arms wrapped around his neck until neither of them wanted to leave.

William drove to the
Countess Warfield
and headed up to his office with a renewed sense of purpose. Business matters had gotten out of hand while he was distracted by his unquenchable need for Allie, and now that she was safely ensconced in his heart and his home, he could get back to work.

Tanya rushed into his office and paced back and forth in front of his desk talking ninety miles an hour.

“Sit down and slow Tanya, please. I can’t understand what you’re saying. Please, take a deep breath and start over,” William said leaning forward in his desk chair. Tanya rarely let anything upset her but she looked pretty well flustered as she settled in a chair across from him.

“
Your father has had a heart attack, William. They’ve stabilized him for now, he was airlifted to Tulane Heart and Vascular two hours ago and they’re running tests and keeping him in intensive care for the time being. Wait William, that’s not all there is to it. Walden is not with Dr. Selig. He’s not in the clinic and we’re not even sure if he’s still in Switzerland. Dr. Selig says he had a severe psychotic break, as she called it, as soon as they arrived in Lausanne. She believes that he wasn’t swallowing the medications she gave to him once he was in her care. He’s in an extremely manic and volatile state right now and he could cause harm to himself and others. The Swiss police have been informed and security at the airports and train stations are on alert.

“
I’m so sorry about your father, William and Walden will be found. It’s useless to ask you not to worry but I’ve already got our Warfield Enterprises entire security force on top of this situation. They have worldwide connections that reach far and wide, they’ll leave no stone unturned until they find Walden and return him safely to Dr. Selig,” Tanya had been barely drawing a deep breath as she spoke and finally she exhaled and the look of agitation and fear in William’s eyes nearly broke her heart.

“Alright, I should go see my father first…
but Walden, if anything happens to him Tanya…
FUCK
!” William raked his fingers through his dark hair and loosened his tie and then tore it off and threw it in the waste basket beneath his desk. He covered his face with his hands and took a deep breath and then he shook his head to clear away all the awful scenarios of Walden allowing himself to be beaten to death or dying from an overdose or God knows what other terrors.

“I want to get hold of Abigail and have her send out notices that The Cathedral is closing its doors until further notice, we can’t deal with that insanity right now,” William said and Tanya interrupted him.

“That’s taken care of, boss. Abigail and I met there an hour ago, we sent private emails to the members and we locked everything up. I’m turning my full attention back to business here in the office and that frees you up to go and see your father. You should go to him, stay by his side in case he requires surgery. I’ll text updates to you every half hour as I get them from our security team and Dr. Selig. We’ll get to him in time William, don’t dwell on those bad memories from your past. You know Walden, he just likes to have his freedom, he’s probably out sailing on Lake Geneva. Go to the hospital, it will all be good.”

*

Allie was fed up with the daggers shooting from Thelma’s eyes every time they looked at each other. Brodie must not have been too happy when his mother informed him that Allie was basically dumping him in favor of William Warfield. Although it wasn’t that big of a deal as far as she could see. Brodie knew she was seeing William since he was prone to show up at her office and whisk her off at a moment’s notice. Last night would have been one date and nothing more, what did Brodie think, that she would fall madly in love with him just like that? She had fallen madly in love with William just like that, and that put an end to her interest in any other… any lesser sort of man.

“I’m walking over to the Roasted Bean for a cup of coffee Thelma, can I get you anything?” Allie asked and she rolled her eyes and was out the door when Thelma shouted a firm “NO!”

“Damn, talk about holding a grudge,” Allie murmured as she stood in line waiting for her cafe au lait.

She had come to crave the taste of the special New Orleans coffee laced with chicory. It was dark and fiery hot and decadent just like the erotic pleasures she’d come to crave with William. There was no denying that she was in love with him but she was also in love with his
heart-stopping beauty and the elegant masculinity of his hard, sculpted muscles and primal sexuality of his long thick cock. Just the thought of him, his huge body deliciously draped across the big canopy bed, his eyes filled with lust and the afterglow of their love making. He reminded her of a languorous and well sated lion as he stretched and drew her body close to him and curled around her, refusing to release her, holding her close all through the night.

She had walked to the park bench to sit and enjoy her coffee and she must have been smiling at the images in her head when William’s voice broke her reverie. 

“You do have the most angelic smile Alaina, what were you thinking about just then?”

“I was thinking of you
,” she said looking up and shielding her eyes from the glare of the morning sun. She couldn’t see his face as he stood with the sun behind him, only his tall powerfully built body in silhouette. He knelt in front of her then, smiling and it took several minutes before her eyes adjusted and she saw his face clearly.

“Oh!” she said abruptly, spilling her coffee onto the grass as she stared into his smoky-brown eyes and incredibly beautiful face. “I thought… I thought you were William.”

“No, I’m not my brother. You’re Alaina, my father and your mother were in love… but that doesn’t matter. I haven’t seen my brother in several days, I miss him, he’s the only hero I’ve had in my life. Would you like to go for a walk Alaina?” Walden asked, he couldn’t stop staring at her. She was indeed an angel, her beauty couldn’t be of this world and yet, here she was, a flesh and blood woman. She was a mystery, a beautiful magnificent mystery for him to discover.

“I
thought you were… unwell? William didn’t say you were here in the city. We’ve been preoccupied, it must have slipped his mind,” she said, blushing as she contemplated certain erotic activities that had kept them so pleasantly occupied. “I should get back to my office, I’ve been gone too long as it is. I work a few blocks from here…”

“Yes, I know, at the Gothic Society, we own the building. I’ll walk with you if you like,” he stood and took her hand in his and studied it as if it were a small rare bird he had accidently caught.

She laughed and said, “It’s just a hand, Walden, not one of the Seven Wonders of the World!”

He lifted his eyes to hers and they were filled with wonde
r and she laughed some more and it was the most delightful sound he had ever heard. Her laugh was light and melodic like the sound of wind chimes, like the bright magical sound of small bells ringing in the heavy air that moved across the bayou.

“This is where I live,” he said when they had walked along the cobbled streets toward her office. He stopped in front of the doors intricately carved with the scene of Eve taking the apple from the serpent and offering it to Adam. “Would you like to come inside Alaina? I’ve had the interiors restored and it’s all amazing and… I think you’ll be surprised. Out here from the street you can’t imagine the splendor, it’s very elaborate and I’d like to show you.”

“I am so late as it is,” she said, reaching for her purse to check the time on her cell phone, but she had left her purse on her desk and she’d only grabbed a few dollar bills to pay for the coffee.
Oh to hell with it
, she wasn’t anxious to face old sour-puss Thelma any way. “Alright, Walden, I’d like to see your home. And you’re right, I’m sure to be amazed.”

His smile was one of serenity and
purest joy as he swiped the red keycard and led Alaina by the hand into his sanctuary… and his world.

END

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