Chapter 3

I cleared my throat, looking over at James. He was staring at her as if she was something to eat and he was a starving man. He was still young, maybe 22 at the very most. It wasn't likely that he'd run into many loose women.

A bright grin lit up her face. "I'm just joshin' you. Anyway, you wanted to show me something? Let me guess, a vacuum cleaner so I can one day keep the house clean for my darling husband? I'll sit home every day cleaning and cooking while he bangs his secretary. The dream of every American woman." She rolled her eyes, waving toward my briefcase and crossing her legs.

My mind wandered to the pale, creamy color of her thighs I knew was hiding under her pants. She was far from the type of woman I typically went after. She was young, outspoken and crude; a nonconformist. The women I went for were lonely, craving a man's attentions.

Bella was living proof that a woman with her own thoughts was a dangerous thing.

She'd clearly made her point that she wasn't the type to stay at home with the children, or to keep the house clean for her husband. Which was obvious by the current state of her home. She definitely wouldn't keep her mouth shut after he'd had a hard day at work. But, nevertheless, she was gorgeous, with nice tits and legs. And if that little show earlier meant anything, she was definitely easy.

I found myself wishing that James would take a hike so I could really show her what I wanted. I smiled at her, ignoring her outburst and popping open my briefcase. I pulled out one of the thick catalogs, handing it over to her. "If you browse through that, Miss…"

"Swan, but I'd much rather be called Bella."

I gave her another one of my smiles that seemed to make women swoon and invite me into their beds. "Well, Bella," I crooned. "If you browse through our catalog, you'll see that we have something for everyone. Housewife or modern woman—there's bound to be something we have to make your life easier."

She flipped through the pages for a few moments before glancing up. "Do you speak, James?" She quirked an eyebrow at him. "Or do you just always let him be in control?"

James visibly gulped, his cheeks flushing. I felt sorry for him. He talked a big game, but I suspected he truly didn't have much experience with the opposite sex. Especially with a girl as outspoken as Bella.

"You're cute, James." Her smile was soft, and I could tell she was being sincere, which made my hackles rise. She'd all but ignored me.

She stood and made her way to him, sitting on the arm of his chair. "I like your hair. You don't see too many guys with beach hair like yours outside of Long Island. I'm really feeling your vibe."

James smirked at me, his cockiness seemingly recharged by her compliments. I was still right about him needing a haircut; Bella was far from our typical customer. "Thanks. You know, if the household thing isn't your bag, we've got some threads in here." He tapped the catalog. "I think you'd be into them."

"Oh really?" she purred. "Show me."

My blood boiled in my veins as I watched her flirting with him, but I couldn't discredit him. Chances were he'd make a sale with her. My fists clenched as she pointed to something in the catalog before leaning down and whispering in his ear. His eyes widened as she threw her head back and laughed.

I looked at my watch before clearing my throat. Usually, I never rushed a sale, but I couldn't sit back and watch any longer. If anyone was going to have her, it sure as hell wasn't going to be James.

"What do you say, Bella? See anything that's your bag?" I mimicked James.

"Hm, I think so. I was just asking James which one he thought. I still can't decide, though. He thinks the pink, but I like the blue." She brought the catalog over to me, opened to the lingerie page.

Usually, women blushed and giggled around me when we got to this section, saying they'd keep the catalog and let me know at a different date. Bella was not one of those women. What she was looking at was sheer, short, and ruffled. It made my cock hard as steel thinking about her standing in front of me with nothing else on. There was no doubt in my mind which one. I stared straight into her eyes, holding her gaze before I leaned in, whispering against her ear. "The blue. It'd look amazing against your skin, just like that dress the other night."

By no means did I agreed with her ideals. I needed a woman who kept the house spotless, who raised the children without complaint. Something she'd never be. That didn't mean I couldn't be her back-door man.

She gave a soft hum. "I guess it'll have to be both, since I have two handsome men with differing opinions."

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The order forms were filled out. Everything packed up into my briefcase. No matter how much I would have liked to stay and feel her legs wrapped around my waist, time was still money.

"You know, I'm having another party tonight if you want to stop by."

James's eyes lit up, and I knew I immediately had to squash that. I shoved my briefcase at him. "James, take this to the car for me." I swear I heard him curse me under his breath, which only made me smile more. Like hell was he going to get first claim on a broad like Bella. "I'll be back later, sweetheart."

"And James?"

"Fuck James." Normally, I wouldn't be so crude, but she was no lady.

"I'd been planning on it." She raised an eyebrow, smirking at me.

I leaned in. "I promise you, I'll make you feel things you've never felt. I can do things James could only dream of."

"Who says I want you to? You're surely not my type. I can tell you think you're God's gift to women. And I'm not your type of chick, Edward Masen. I won't cook you breakfast the next morning, or wash your clothes. I'm no Suzy Homemaker."

"Good thing my fiancée will, then. I'll see you tonight," I called to her as I walked out the door which she slammed behind me.

Maybe we had different mindsets, but I'd bet my right arm that we'd set her bed on fire.

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