Chapter
1
His Story
2006
Chad had met her on business meeting he had set up in L.A. for Crane Industries. He was there to see her father. But when he saw her almond shaped chocolate brown eyes and her smooth caramel skin, he couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was beautiful, and seductive in a mysterious kind of way.
"So I'll be getting in touch with you about the Darwin Project soon."
"Yes Mr. Harris Crane it is a done deal."
"Thank you Sir it's a pleasure doing business with
you."
Chad said getting up from his seat and shaking the older
man's hand. Chad turned around to exit the office door but stopped
in his tracks when he saw the sight before him.
"Mr. Harris
Crane this is my daughter Trish O'Day"
The man said as the
young woman stood next to him.
"Trish this is Chad Harris Crane."
"Hi nice to meet you."
she said
softly.
"same here."
He gracefully shook her hand, as
she slightly smiled. Breaking the ice she spoke as there hands
separated.
"New business ventures I see, huh daddy."
"yes we just made a deal with Crane Industries. They are a big huge supporter of the Collin O'Day foundation."
Her eye brows suddenly arose up and she stared at Chad coldly, but innocently too. She started to speak.
"Hm I see so Mr. Harris Crane answer me this. Is this another one of you're company's schemes to try and use my fathers business for your own benefit and leave him high and dry like you did with the Wilcox Association in 1999."
Her father tensed up he could feel the sassiness coming out of her mouth. So could Chad and he liked it. She was bold and sexy, lethal combination. And she had done her research, she was phenomenal. He grinned and cleared his throat.
"Uh no Ms. O'Day we take our company Crane Industries very seriously and were trying to change the image of Crane as a whole. So in doing so were trying to do everything that we can to insure that our company can help and benefit the lives of people for the greater good."
She smirked and licked her lips, he had already gotten to her. Damn him for being so fine, and intelligent. She liked that, a plus.
"well I have to say I am a little impressed with you're company taking such an interest in my boring father. You must be doing something right."
She smiled and Chad chuckled a bit and her father rolled his eyes.
"Oh I see you're just going to talk about me as if I'm invisible."
"Sorry daddy couldn't
help it."
She shrugged her shoulders, she was so cute.
"Well
I better be going."
Chad said cutting the conversation to an
end, he didn't want to go. But he had to keep it on a professional
level, least in front of her father. But he knew she wanted him, he
could sense it. His arrogant mind wouldn't have it any other way.
"Again it was nice meeting you Ms. O'Day and thank you Mr. O'Day."
"call me Isaac."
"Isaac, thank
you again. Goodbye."
he turned around to go out the door but not
before catching another look at her again. She watched him leave, he
had given her a sensual seduction and they hadn't even kissed
yet.
Chad met beautiful women all around the world all the time. But every time he would get the urge to make a move Whitney came into his head, and that was enough to push him back in to reality. He had too much to loose. But being with Trish somehow felt different. In so many ways she was like Whitney and in so many ways she wasn't like her at all. And being with a woman like Trish made Chad forget all about that he had a wife at home.
Trish was strong and secure in her own skin. She showed that with her high strung attitude. She was also funny she wasn't afraid to laugh at herself or at others and Chad loved that about her. Trish was everything Whitney wasn't and was.
Chad should have known
that his smooth suave game was not gonna work on Trish. She was too
smart for that. But Chad being Chad tried it anyway going in for the
kill the first chance he got.
He never was the club going type but
he had been on the Darwin Project for weeks and it was working his
ass. And he just needed a break. He was in his hometown of L.A. and
was board to death. So he decided to take a stroll to a different
part of L.A.
He walked into the club flashing blue and red lights all about. And he heard the loud blare of the speakers playing. The club was packed, and he wasn't much of a dancer himself so he headed straight to the bar. He sat down and ordered his drink, taking a glance at the dance floor, he saw her.. Trish shaking and rolling her hips to the rhythm of the beat. Or was it his heart beat. She was dancing with another man, was it her man? She turned around to see him gazing at her, and she smirked and kept dancing more seductively, she was putting on a show for him. And he was loving every minute of it.
There was this vibe that only they could feel and it was so strong. She was letting her guard down, she was letting him in. Was it the hypnotic of the club or was she teasing him? He really didn't care because all he wanted at that moment was to be in her arms. Holding her close to his body. The music changed to another song, a slow song and he saw her dismiss her fellow. He arose from his seat and walked on to the dance floor, walking to her. She walking to him. And when they met there were no words spoken, there was no need to speak. He took out his hand and held hers in his, and as he held her close in his arms, that instant touch. He could feel fire being generated between them. Trish held him like he was her man, and she exhaled in his arms. He pressed her closer against his body and his muscles tensed up. Bad idea but surprisingly she didn't pull away, right away. Until the music stopped just a second after and she moved away, but still holding on to him.
The look in there eyes were unbelievable and without even hesitating her next move. She said the words he wanted to hear when he first saw her.
"Let's go to my place."
