Fierce

Chapter Two

Homecoming

I chased her across town into a posh residential district. Before long she slowed her car. I saw she was turning into a driveway with a stone wall with an automatic gate. As the gate opened, I couldn’t help but notice a sign that read: “This estate under constant video surveillance.” When the gate was fully open, she eased into the compound of a beautiful home. Since it was dark, I couldn’t see all the details as I followed her in, but I could see this was a beautiful home. To my left, Alexa pulled to the opening door of her 3-car garage. She pointed to the circle driveway that looped around an ornate water feature directly in front of the entry double doors. As Alexa entered the drive, I pulled off to the front doors and parked my truck. Getting out, I looked at the home and was completely awed. The home was all stone in front and appeared to be an estate. Pillars up in front of a rounded entryway with broad rounded steps. The steps lead to a generous porch arrayed with chairs, a couch, and a table. The front exterior had carriage lights that provided a soft, warm inviting light. I was very nervous as I waited for Alexa to invite me in.

I heard the garage door close and noticed lights coming on in the home. Alexa opened the door with a big sweet smile on her face. “Welcome to my home James,” she said stepping aside to allow me to step in. Upon entering the foyer, I noticed the tiled floor was a pink marble. Looking forward It was clear this home looked smaller from the front as it extended back as far as I could see. To my left, I noticed a closet presumably for coats and to my right a formal sitting room. Alexa cut my gawking short as she took me by the arm and ushered me forward. I followed her into the home passing a hall I assumed went into the garage as we emerged into a beautiful kitchen. A large center island with a dual sink central, cabinetry all around and to my right a large breakfast nook with a table. The entire kitchen richly appointed with custom cabinetry and granite. The color scheme was subtle as the dark flecks in the pink granite counter tops tied the dark mahogany cabinetry in perfectly. I looked towards the back of the home and saw the large family room open to the kitchen.

Alexa let go of my arm and invited me to help myself to a beer in her refrigerator. “James pour me a glass of wine too, please. I need to go change and I will be back in a few. Please make yourself at home.” She left the kitchen headed into the family room and made a sharp left into a hallway. “Ok, thank you.” I called after her. I opened her refrigerator thrilled to see she had my favorite craft beer. A Scottish ale. It was not surprising that her favorite wine, Moscato was also in there. I went to her cabinet and quickly located a wine glass and a bottle opener. As I poured her wine, it occurred to me that Alexa does not like beer. Why would she have a six-pack of beer? My countenance dropped a bit. She may very well have a boyfriend. I noticed I was shuffling my feet and gently biting my lip as I pondered this likely truth.

I was so preoccupied that I didn’t hear her return. As I realized she was back, I tried to straighten up and smile. She cocked her head and moved towards me and her wineglass. She was wearing a white satin robe and some cute strappy, flat sandals. The open toes allowed her deep red toes to peek out. My face broke into a smile and for a moment I forgot about my recent musing.

“James, you are a good boy. You got my wine and found a beer quickly, well done.” She teased as she closed the distance to me and her wine. I could smell that she applied a tantalizing perfume. She took her glass in her left hand and placed the other under my chin. Lifting my chin up slightly to look directly in my eyes, she asked. “What is wrong are you not happy to be here with me?” Oh my gosh my band of wild butterflies came crashing back. How can I ask her if she has a boyfriend? We were very close in college, but many years have gone by since then. Besides, I am not the jealous type. Alexa should live her life any way she sees fit. My insect buddies were making me very tense. I knew if I asked her if she had a boyfriend, my mouth would betray me.

She was so patient in allowing me to ponder my next question. As I considered telling her a lie about some problem at work, she dropped her hand to my chest. I looked down thinking perhaps I spilled some beer or had a little stain on my shirt. Then she gently flicked my nipple with her fingernail, and I smiled back at her. My butterflies melted under her touch as did my defenses. “James are you going to tell me what’s wrong or shall I tease it out of you?” “Well I am so glad to see you Alexa and I missed you so much. You look better than ever and I can’t believe what a beautiful car and home you have.” Oh no here I go again my mouth is running with no filter. How did I become such a hot mess? Alexa moved her hand to my left nipple and continued to arouse me. “James, I appreciate the compliments but are you going to tell me what stole your smile a few moments ago?”

truth, my problem is you have the beer!” “James this doesn’t sound like a problem since you like beer.” “Well that’s a good point but you don’t like beer

the curious smile but her hand slid up to my cheek. “Oh sweetie, I understand now why you were sad. You thought the beer was for my boyfriend. No, James I do not have

as we have discussed men can be such a bore. So great, I am glad you are happy. I can’t wait to meet her.” “Oh, you know her well, James. But let’s move to dinner I am hungry, and I assume you are too. Does steak, baked potato and broccoli sound good?” “Sound good?! That sounds great!” At that, Alexa took me by the hand and led me to the refrigerator. Upon opening the door, she pulled me next to her. Our hips touched, and she pointed at the drawer. “James, be a dear and grab that stuff in the drawer.” I reached in and grabbed the food as instructed. She led me back to the island. “Just put the food there for now. I need to grab an apron.” Said Alexa as she headed to what appeared to be the pantry. I took a moment to sip my

to see how it fits!” I said honestly paying Alexa close attention. “That’s the spirit James and I too am curious.” She turned the apron and spread it deftly flipping the strap over my neck. She quickly grabbed the waist ties and hugged me as she tied the apron on me. She startled me and I just started laughing. She moved her hands near my armpits and moved them down, smoothing the apron, and then I could read the front as she stepped back to admire the fit. It fit

over dinner. You know where the food is, get familiar with your kitchen and your grill is out by the pool.” She pointed at the sliding doors past the spacious living room. “I have a bit of work to do while you cook my dinner, then we should have the entire evening.” She reached up and tweaked both of my nipples and gave me another little kiss. Then she walked into the family room to a reclining loveseat and I could see a laptop computer. I stood there in my apron trying to get my brain around all that she said and did. “Oh sweetie, fill up my wine and bring it over, please.” Commanded Alexa in a very sexy tone. I walked into the family room with her wine and set it next to her chair. She looked up at me, smiled and winked. “Alexa, do you really want me to wear this apron?” “James, are you kidding? You might ruin your work clothes if you don’t. Besides, I had it made special for

eye opener was her back patio. I went back to grill the steaks and

“You can hang your pretty apron up in the pantry for now. I will expect you to wear it when you clean up after dinner.” “Alrighty then I will be right back.” I said with an ironic smile. We chatted during dinner laughing and catching up.

they hire you for a specific position in the organization?” I asked. “No, they are all of retirement age and wanted help in figuring out how they could empower women to successful careers. Many of the women were of the generation where men kept their wives at home barefoot and pregnant. Some had husbands who cheated

he made more money than Mom his entire career. In fact, if Mom had ambition,

manage taking care of a baby.” I added. “Exactly, without childcare, the family may find itself in a difficult financial position. Also, in that culture masculinity finds it impossible to admit if the woman is better suited to be the provider. So, the macho man may insist his wife stay home and rear the baby. I admit men of that culture were not trained to be domestic, but it’s a big problem.” “Are the ladies of FLA trying to address this cultural issue?” I asked. “Yes, in part, we need to reinvent men and provide support to women who need equipping for success. However, our mission includes providing real support to emotionally and physically abused women. They laid out their vision, and it excited me they chose me to lead their philanthropic endeavors. In fact, I recruited Tiffany, and she has provided great insights into reinventing men. I started a company with FLA support called Distinctive Developments. It’s funny that people know us as Double D now. I think because Tiff and I have generous bodice, this is a male way of trying to downplay our success. We are successful and we have designed and built many large-scale projects. One of our projects is the Center for Women.” Intrigued I asked,

This is exclusive content from Dramanovels.com. Please visit Dramanovels.com to support the author and the translation team!

Comments ()

0/255