The Billionaire's Lily

Just You

"Sir?"

David stood frozen in place, processing what he'd just heard while his blood drained in places it had no business flooding. It so wasn't him, but sexy? Did she think he was–

"I'm sorry, did you need anything from me?"

Just you. He fought to keep his breath steady and as soft as possible. Did she not realize what that simple question did to him? What it had done to him each and everyday of the past week? Every time she had popped into his office at the end of the day just to ask if he needed anything from her while waving her long raven locks that he'd wanted to run his fingers through badly?

"Hello? Sir? Mr. Black?" The panic in her voice faded and only that natural tone of hers that had made him curse more times the past week than any moment in his life, remained. And as he stared at his own reflection, he imagined those beautiful eyes that hid little to nothing when she got upset staring back at him. He liked how they blazed at him each time. He was losing and fast. Years and years of keeping his composure and his guard up and perfect from influence from the woman species had been threatened by one simple member of that species. Cracks in his armor had been forming for some time because of this one girl.

Mona Myers. The girl who'd got him distracted from the moment he laid his eyes on her. Then he was just curious about the little receptionist that had glared at a man twice her size to keep him in line. David was being given the grand tour of what was left of the company he intended to purchase when he witnessed the whole ordeal. The man had wanted to slip past her without an appointment and she'd caught him in the act and put him in his place in the most spectacular way. Or at least that is what her intimidation had looked like to David and right there and then he'd decided she was what he'd need for his personal assistant.

That curiosity however, had now spilled over into wanting the whole person. He knew it the moment he'd stumbled on a view of her on all fours, picking up her office supplies that had somehow spilled all over the floor surrounding her.

That view…David clutched his phone tightly, mouth suddenly dry while images from those few seconds he'd stood behind her played in his head. She wasn't even that properly put together, but underneath that homeless look lay a promise of sexy views that had stirred him in a way that none of the women after… He froze, his thoughts slamming into a wall in his own mind. What was he doing comparing her to…?

"What the hell. David?" Hit with more distraction, his heart sped up at the sound of his name from her lips. Those full things that had got him staring at her in the elevator while they headed to the rooftop of the Oasis hotel. He'd wanted nothing more than to close the distance between them and only Sophie's presence had kept him from doing so. Kept him from taking Mona's lips with his mouth and tasting every inch of them.

"Please don't die on me…" The distress in her voice jolted him out of his less than appropriate thoughts, making him realize that he hadn't spoken a single word yet.

"Yeah, I'm here." His tone was barely a replica of his usual business tone.

"Oh thank God, thought my phone chose now of all days to die on me." Was that eagerness to speak to him. "Did you need something?"

Just you. He took a moment to collect his thoughts. Whatever he wanted from her, work wise, could wait until Monday, but needing to hear her voice, needing to see her couldn't. It was all he had thought about from the moment he'd listened to his reasonable part of his brain and instructed his driver to take her back to her apartment after their meeting.

And now that he had heard her, he was a thin line away from demanding that she come over, in the pretense of more work of course, but with the state thinking about her had put him in, David knew it would turn into a total hot disaster. For the first time, he doubted the extent of his own restraint.

"Loop finance in about Juliet's contract. I want to see projections in tomorrow's morning meeting."

"Of course." Her answer came out sharp and professional as usual, but David still noted that tiny gap of hesitance that he'd come to know meant she had something else on her mind. Did she maybe want to address her earlier statement? Did he want her to address it at all? What if by boss, she meant her former boss or someone else? Or maybe he had misheard her altogether and she didn't find him sexy at all. Why did he care if she did or not again?

"Anything else?"

"That will be all." He didn't want to let her go just yet, almost asked what was on her mind just to keep her on the line a second longer, but in the end he knew he needed to cut the call to maintain a semblance of professionalism. Even though God knew he'd let that go down the drain the moment he couldn't hold himself and ended up caressing her back.

"Had she noticed?" He wondered as he reluctantly cut the call. He hadn't set out to be that kind of jerk, but how could he have known what he was walking into when he'd decided to pick her up Saturday morning? He couldn't have known that she would answer the door in just her pyjamas that had left her very beautiful legs on full display.

He smiled at the cute way she had reacted when she caught him eyeing her pyjamas that had obviously seen better days. She was embarrassed, but if only she knew that he had already decided that she would look breathtaking in almost anything. Just because no one looked that beautiful straight out of bed especially when covered with some very old pyjamas.

And then came her unprofessional look that he couldn't ask her to get out of even if he wanted to.

Well, he would under the right circumstances, of which their meeting wasn't one of them. The dress had however fitted her so perfectly that when the moment to touch presented itself, he couldn't let it pass. He could still feel the warmth of her body on his hand.

"Of course you can and if you don't think of something else, you are going to need another shower." David ran his hands through his wet hair and sighed, wondering how to accomplish that when he'd already failed many times over already.

A glimpse of his laptop made him wonder if burying himself in work would work this time around.