CHAPTER 1
The first time Philip Blake saw her was at a Starbucks. He was not normally a coffee drinker, but Quinn the girl he was out with was. One look at this mystery girl Philip forget all about his date. He forget about everything. He wanted to know who this girl was with the dark blue eyes and blonde curls.
He followed her out into the parking lot, almost chasing her. But was unable to reach her before she got into her Mercedes Benz. He watched hopeless as she drove away. He went back to the coffee shop for the next three weeks, but never saw her there again.
Now she was here in his office. After he had searched for her for what seemed like forever. This was fate, he decided.
"So you are Amy Harrison?" He asked as she took a seat in front of his desk. If she is Amy then, she is only seventeen. Far too young for him.
"No, Amy is my sister. But I am here for her. She is sick, and couldn't make it. If she was here I know you be charmed already. She is beautiful, my sister," she says in a soft voice.
"So if you aren't Amy, then you are ..." he asks relieved.
"Andrea Harrison," she said holding out her hand to the stranger with the light blue eyes. Andrea wasn't sure what she thought about this man. He looked to be about ten years older than her at least, but there was a kindness in his southern accent that was causing her skin to tremble.
"A pleasure, Andrea. Would you like to have lunch? To further discuss my sponsorship for your sister,"he says wanting more time with this blonde beauty. His eyes studied her from top to bottom.
"She really needs your sponsorship. If she wins Miss Georgia, that would mean the world to her."
"You're proud of her, aren't you?" Philip says as he takes a step closer to Andrea.
"Yes. You've have to know Amy. She's real special," Andrea says looking into those blue eyes of his.
"I think you are real special. Shall we go to lunch?" Philip asks, placing his hand on the small of her back.
Andrea looks up at Philip. "Sure, but I can't take a long lunch. I have return to my office to finish up some work," she says softly.
Philip nods in agreement, although he is not hearing what she is saying. He is unable to focus on the words coming out of her pretty little mouth. Instead he is studying her every move. Watching and waiting for the perfect moment to act. He is in huntering mode now, and sweet Andrea is his prey. He knows he has to have her.
They are outside now, the sun glowing in her blonde smiles to himself taking in her beauty.
"You ride in a limo?" Andrea asks he opens the car door.
"Yes. Mainly because I am too lazy to drive," he says moving closer to her.
"You are a very wealthy man," Andrea replies getting into the car.
She watches as he says something to the driver. She studies his brown suit and his designer label shoes. He seems different from anyone she has ever meet.
"I inherited the business from my Uncle. He was a wealthy man," Philip says thinking back to his days of working in a office day after day. The stress he was under trying to make enough for rent.
Andrea looks out the limo window and sees his mansion in front of here. What were they doing here?
"I thought we were having lunch," Andrea says getting out of the limo.
"We are. I had my personal chef make us something. Unless you prefer going to restaurant," Philip says smiling at her.
Andrea knows she should insist they go to restaurant. She does not know this man, but still she wants to.
"This will be perfect," she says finally deciding to go inside with him.
"Come on then," he says taking her hand.
Andrea says nothing as he takes her hand, but notice how his hand fits perfectly into hers.