Chapter 11
Liesl entered the coffee shop and made her way to the counter. I’ll have a large mocha, full fat, an extra shot of espresso and extra whipped topping please.”
A warm voice echoed the heat of the body of the man leaning over to whisper in her ear, “you like creamy things. Good to know.”
She giggled at the flirty voice and turned her head a fraction to meet the dark eyes she’d been fixating on for the last several days. “Isaias, nice to see you in the flesh again.” She eagerly ogled said flesh from head to toe.
“I can arrange for you to see my flesh in full,” he teased boldly. “Bring the whipped cream. Not the hot coffee though. It could burn me. I’m not into pain.”
She laughed as he winked and ordered a large black coffee and then paid for both of their drinks. Leaning against the counter as she waited for her coffee, she stared at him. She had seen him enter the restaurant the week before and had noted his height but standing this close to him, he was indeed a tall man. He was also very well put together. His suit was tailored to his frame and knowing Merlin’s penchant for expensive suits, she knew the one he was wearing put all the ones in Merl’s closet to shame. This man was on an entirely different plane altogether. Poised and polished, this was the version of a man Merlin was striving to achieve and he’d missed the mark altogether. She wondered how he would feel to know for the last several days he had been her muse.
“You are ogling me, Liesl.” He called her out with a smirk. “Don’t stop though. I like it.”
fine.”
She gave him a bold once over and sighed wistfully, “I’m an artist, Isaias. I appreciate the finer things in life and you sir, àre
He threw his head back and laughed loudly at her comment, drawing stares from other patrons of the coffee shop. “Liesl, you are too much, and I love it. Come, lets go sit and have a chat, you sweet, wonderful flirt.“.
He extended his hand and she put hers into it and discretely put a thumb drive between their palms. He raised an eyebrow at her actions but didn’t release his hand until they sat down.
“How old are you?” she asked him as they took their seats, and she palmed her coffee cup. The warmth of it had nothing on the way he was studying her. She knew she had her hair in a messy bun and her clothes were appropriate for nothing more than dabbling in her paints yet, he was staring at her as if she were naked and he was enjoying the view. For the first time since she’d met Merlin McGrath, she had a strong desire for another man, and it was titillating.
“Thirty–nine,” he answered.
“I’m twenty–eight.” She smiled as she looked happily at her coffee. She swiped her tongue out and licked the topping off.
“I know.” He grinned as he leaned back in the chair opposite her and stretched his legs out under the table, catching her feet between his calves. “I checked.”
“Do you have kids?” she asked.
“No.” He made a face, “I haven’t met anyone I wanted to have a family with. I’ve had relationships which have run their courses but never felt the urge to procreate. I do like to practice though.” He stared hard at her and smirked when she wriggled in her seat.
She tried not to imagine how he practiced and gave up deciding she liked the imagery in her head. “I don’t have kids either. I wanted a big family. At least three or four kids. My ex said no kids until he made CEO. He agreed if it didn’t happen by the time, he was thirty–five, we could start.” She shrugged, “I’m incredibly grateful now we waited.”
“Perfect family? How many boys and girls do you want?” He diverted her from the topic of Merlin.
“I’d like two boys and two girls but really, it doesn’t matter to me. I will be a mom. I need to find the right guy first.”
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Chapter 11
“Why be with a man who forces you to put your dreams on hold for his?” Isaias asked bluntly.
“I loved him.”
“Why?” he sneered, “he’s got a rat face and he’s got the personality of a rock.”
“People fall in love for all kinds of reasons, Isaías.”
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