Free Adam's Apple (Touch of Tantra #1) by Liv Morris Page A

tonight's fundraiser for the New York Public Library in my place.” Lois lives for going to events where celebrities and New York’s elite mingle. A night out on the town might be a good thing for her, and Tom, as well.
    "Yes, sir. Anything else?"
    "Hold all my calls this afternoon. I don’t want to be disturbed. Only notify me if something is code red urgent.” I hear her affirmative reply and text Eddie to meet outside my building in twenty minutes.
    I grab my Blackberry and open Peters’ email containing the GPS tracking app for Kathryn’s phone. The download appears to be working smoothly. I wait for the blue dot to display on the screen and grin wickedly when I see it appear.
    I have a Fifth Avenue address to stalk.
    ***
    The sunny weather's pleasant this afternoon with a light breeze blowing through my hair. I'm thankful it’s not raining like yesterday as I lean against my shiny black Escalade illegally parked in front of 997 Fifth Avenue. I have removed my tie and loosened my collar, but my suit coat remains. I place my hands in my pockets after checking my watch and Kathryn's blue dot again.
    I’ve been here for several hours now waiting for Ms. Delcour. Searching the Internet on my phone while I stand around, I start exploring the world of Tantra. It’s some wild shit. The more I learn, the more I become confused. I switch to Kathryn’s GPS app again and notice the dot has moved slightly but not from the address I’m staking out. Hopefully this slight change means she’s finally leaving her apartment. I’m not sure how much longer Eddie can stay parked here. Traffic is becoming heavy as the rush hour nears.
    I focus on the building's doorman. Any movement from him signals a resident's eminent exit from the building. He seems relaxed and jovial when he speaks to the residents as they come and go.
    The doorman cracks his biggest smile yet and reaches for the door to let someone exit. I hold my breath. My heart begins to race because I know without a doubt who it is the second she appears in my line of sight. It's Kathryn with her face turned toward the doorman. She gracefully tosses back her head and laughs. I can vaguely hear her from where I stand.
    She places her bag on her shoulder and starts to stride my way. I relish in the sight of her, observing her unnoticed for now. Tousled, wavy hair. Tight-assed jeans tucked in tall, black leather boots. Her hips have the sexy sway I noticed from last night. She looks up midstride and stops when she sees me.
    Our eyes connect and she appears shocked or maybe confused. Rightly so, I would have never done this with any other woman. Judging from her wide blue eyes, she knows it, too. My appearance is unexpected, but after a quick moment she appears rather amused having processed I’m here for her. She lowers her head briefly before raising it again. Maybe she needed to look away and make sure she was really seeing me.
    I feel my smile turning into that sexy smirk, my trademark expression when I’m attracted to a woman and on the prowl. I stuff my phone into my jacket pocket since I don’t need to track Kathryn anymore. Instead I watch her approach as my presence becomes clear to her.
    Goddamn, she’s a sight to behold. Seeing her finally walking toward me was worth the long wait. My heart continues to race in anticipation as she draws closer.
    Kathryn stops and stands in front of me. A sparkle in her eyes shines at me, and only one word describe the goddess in front of me: breathtaking.
    She starts to speak, but I still her ruby lips by placing my index finger across them and mouth a simple and quieting word to her.
    “Hush,” I whisper. I remove my finger now that her lips have stilled.
    "Good afternoon, Ms. Delcour. Lovely day isn’t it? Glad you decided to leave the confines of your apartment. I was wondering if you had plans for dinner. Could I interest you in something to eat?" I pause and watch her beautiful face transform from shock to amusement.