He Was Never Mine To Keep

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ing about Mr. Brown with his piercing blue eyes, the way he held me when I bumped into him, the way he looked at me when we spoke, and the way he kept

vading my mind. I am not sure when I fell asleep, but Sam woke me up calling me. “Mama! Mama! wake up.” I opened my eyes and found my son

roses. “What are you talking about? Good morning.” I ask sitting up on the bed. “I am talking about the gentl

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siness owner, what else would he want to talk about besides business?’ right, business, I hoped to find an investor to expand my business and Mr. Brown could be it.

it's just coffee and this is purely business,” I tell her getting out of bed with Sam in my arms. “Did you guys eat breakfast yet?” I

ous, it's just coffee with a prospective investor, that is, it. When I got to the lobby I look around for Mr. Brown. “Excuse me, Miss Black?” a serv

d the two buttons at the top opened. He looked my way when we got closer to the table and stood up. “Thank you, Oliver, Miss Black, we meet again.

me with those eyes. They are making me weak and I don't know how I am going to survive this coffee date with him looking at me like that. Wait, did I ju

akfast orders. “Okay then.” I took a sip of my coffee and Liam puts his hands on the table and that is when I catch a glimpse of his wedding ring and my heart

s. “Clearly I am not doing a good job if you still have time to think about whatever it is that changed your mood like that. Come on, eat up we have

wn one more time Mia, I dare you.” I swallowed hard but another part of me wanted to know what he will do if I call him that again. “

o expand your business, do you not? Or you lied at the conference when you said that.” He tells me raising an eyebrow but my min

s and expand my business.” He squints his eyes when I call him by his last name again. “You know what, let's go, I see you don't listen and if we don't

opens the door for me and gestures for me to get in. I do so and he gets in next to me then the driver drives off. He says nothing during the dr

ood for a bakery and a coffee shop; I follow him in and he closes the door behind him. I walk further in but before I could go any further

the mind-blowing kiss, he just gave me. “To you, I am Liam, not Mr. Brown, are we clear?” he asks but my mouth is dry and I am looking at

e is something seriously wrong with me, the man is married but I can't seem to get it enough of him. When I don't answer he goes to my neck and finds my

and I am feeling something I have not felt in years now. “Never call me Mr. Brown or your punishment will be more than just wonderful kiss

takes steps towards me and I hold out my hand to stop him. “Business.” That is all I manage to say, and he nods his head and steps back. I push mysel

I don't trust my voice right now. So, I do the