Free Corporate A$$ by Sandi Lynn Page A

radio and leaned back in my seat. Josh didn’t call. I just wasn’t about to sit and listen to Nathan shout at me.
    ****
    Nathan
    Damn her! “Kylie,” I shouted.
    “Yes, Nathan?”
    “Find out which vineyard Winslow Wines uses in Paso Robles and call my pilot and have him get the plane ready.”
    “Yes, sir.” She walked out of my office.
    When I told Fiona that maybe I needed her last night, I wasn’t lying. I did need her. I needed to have sex with her again. The other night was incredible and she left me wanting more of her. I could still smell her scent. A mixture of lilies and roses. A perfume that I found extremely sexy, and one my cock also enjoyed.
    “Excuse me, Nathan?” Kylie popped her head into my office.
    “What did you find out?”
    “Winslow Wines gets their grapes from Tobias Vineyards. Your pilot is on standby whenever you’re ready.”
    “Excellent. Tell him I’ll be there in about an hour. I should arrive about the same time as Fiona.”
    “Will do. You have a meeting with Paulie Sands today at three o’clock.”
    “Cancel it. I won’t be back in time. In fact, I won’t be back until this evening.”
    “Shall I cancel your dinner plans with Michelle?”
    “Shit. Was that for tonight? Cancel it.”
    After Kylie walked out, I finished looking over some business reports and my phone beeped with a text message from Michelle.
    “Thanks for canceling again, Nathan. I’ve only seen you once in the past month. Don’t bother calling me or setting up another date because it isn’t going to happen.”
    “That’s fine, Michelle. See you around.”
    “Asshole!”
    If I had a dollar for every woman that called me an asshole, I’d be a million dollars richer. Oh well, there was only one woman I was interested in at the moment and I wasn’t going to stand for her telling me no anymore.
    ****
    Fiona
    I finally arrived at Tobias Vineyards. After driving about a half a mile in, I parked the car outside of the office building and went inside.
    “May I help you?” the redhead behind the desk asked.
    I sighed as I stared at her. “I’m Fiona Winslow and I’m here to see Ken Raines.”
    “He’s in a meeting at the moment. Please have a seat and as soon as he’s finished, I’ll let him know you’re here.” She smiled as she looked at her computer. “I’m sorry, what did you say your name was?”
    “Fiona Winslow.”
    “I don’t see you on the schedule for today.”
    “I didn’t make an appointment. Let’s call it a surprise visit.” I winked.
    “Oh. I’ll let him know you’re here, but he’s a very busy man.”
    “And I’m a very busy woman. Thank you.” I smiled as I took a seat in one of the uncomfortable bright blue chairs.
    As I was texting Lydia to make sure she was okay, the door opened and I caught a whiff of a scent that was all too familiar to me. Looking up from my phone, my jaw dropped when I saw Nathan standing there smirking at me.
    “What the hell are you doing here?” I spoke in a low and irritated voice.
    “I figured since you couldn’t be in Los Angeles for breakfast or lunch, I’d come to you.” He took a seat next to me.
    “You need to leave. I have a business meeting.”
    “I can join you since my company will be investing in yours.” He smiled.
    “I didn’t agree to that yet, and no, you are not joining me.”
    “Why not? I may be able to help you out.”
    “I don’t need your help, Nathan,” I grumbled. Taking in a deep calming breath, I spoke, “Okay, if you leave, I promise we can have lunch together.”
    “I’m here now, so I might as well stay. And by the way, I will be driving back with you. My pilot had to go back to Los Angeles.”
    “You’re kidding, right?” I frowned.
    “No.” He smiled.
    Damn him and his smile. Once again, his scent was infiltrating my senses and creating that unbearable ache between my legs.
    “Excuse me, Miss Winslow?” A tall and handsome older man approached me.
    “Yes. Mr. Raines, I presume?”