Free Wild Ride: Lance and Tammy by Lietha Wards Page A

bedroom. The walls were tastefully decorated with expensive artwork. That wasn’t what drew her attention the most though.  He was a sight to behold.  He was wearing a charcoal grey suit, striped shirt and light grey tie. The cut of the suit accentuated every perfect masculine line he possessed. He had a fantastic posture, and nice straight, firm shoulders. His light brown eyes stood out in contrast to his dark hair.  She’d never seen any man fill out a suit like he could.  He was immaculate, and the look spoke volumes to her gender. It said sex, sex in a suit. Not good sex, but fantastic, mind blowing, hot, muscular, six-foot-two sex, walking around in an expensive suit.  God! This was going to be a long night.   This was definitely a man who knew himself and how he presented to others.  When he saw her he smiled, and there went her knees again.  She near stumbled coming down the two steps to the room. 
    She smiled sheepishly. “New shoes.” This was going to be a tough few days if she was staying with him.
    He looked amused as he bent and picked up two glasses of wine off the table next to him.
    She was able to recover from her near mishap and managed to walk gracefully towards him.  For once she was thankful for the etiquette classes she was forced to go to.  She could not keep the smile off of her face after seeing him.
    “White wine.” He handed her a glass.
    “You remembered.”
    “I rarely forget anything,” he said with conviction.
    That sounded almost salacious. She averted her gaze for a moment and took a sip of the wine.  It wasn’t too dry, and tasted delicious—expensive.
    “I thought you could use a confidence booster before we went to your parents.” He raised his glass slightly before taking a drink himself.
    “How right you are.”  Her eyes went to the view. “This is breathtaking.”
    “We have a few minutes. Come, I’ll give you a tour,” he said with a tilt of his head.
    “I’d really like that.”
    He walked her through the first floor explaining every room as he went.  It had around seventy five hundred square feet in total on both the ninth and tenth floors of the building.  Beside the great room, there was the master and four bedrooms on the ninth floor, a play room for billiards and a wet bar, and a decent sized gym. Three more bedrooms, a media room, and a library, plus the kitchen were on upper floor. The entire penthouse was furnished with priceless art. She was certain she didn’t blink once worried she’d miss something. 
    His room, the master, which she was in earlier, had his and hers bathrooms, and a large dressing room.  Again, she could fit her apartment in it.  The tour ended there.  She glanced around the main part of the bedroom.  She’d never noticed the king sized four poster bed when she was in there earlier even though she’d sat on it.  It made her realize how nervous she was at the time.  Well, he certainly had good taste in décor.
    “It’s incredible Lance—all of it.  Do you use that gym?” She asked out of curiosity.
    “Every day I’m here.  It’s not the same as getting exercise at home, but it keeps me healthy. You are more than welcome to use it if you wish.”
    She shouldn’t be surprised that he worked out away from the ranch. “So why is it you own this and only spend a few days a year here?”
    “I actually spend a few days a month here.  My brothers and their wives know where I am, but I don’t talk about my personal life to anyone.”
    “Oh.” Well, she knew for a fact that was true. 
    “I told you, I like a healthy balance.” He took a swallow from his half empty wine glass looking at her over the rim of the fine crystal.
    She felt her heart still.  Gosh, the man had eyes that could reach into her soul. Yet, his were as always, indecipherable. Then he looked at his watch.
    “Our driver will be here.  We should go.”
    “Of course.” She mimicked his gesture and finished off the contents of the glass