Free In The Moment by Vallory Vance Page A

and locked on Amber’s breasts. Kevin slapped
his friend’s arm again. “Umm…I love the ideas and we’re going to
make it work.” Ronald stared at the ground, color rising in his
light brown skin.
    She must be used to men staring at her
chest and continued as if she hadn’t noticed anything. “Thank you
gentlemen and I will be here on Monday for the start of the day and
I’ll be able to provide you with the conference schedule for the
next few months. Lilly, am I missing anything?”
    “You have a meeting with the architects
on Monday morning and probably won’t be here until the end of the
day.” Lilly grinned up at Amber.
    “Oh, she keeps me on my toes!
Thank you.” Amber patted the girl on the arm. Lilly practically
beamed. “Gentlemen, I will see you at the end of the work day.”
    After their good-byes, Kevin and Ronald
got into the truck and followed the ladies around the circular
driveway to the intersection. Once their car was out of sight,
Ronald rapped his fist on the dashboard. “Whooo…Sister is
fine…fiiiine! I mean she got junk in the trunk, up front, coming
out the sides! Mercy.”
    Kevin laughed barely able to hold the
steering wheel. “Man, if you didn’t stop staring at that woman’s
chest…”
    “Kev, I caught you looking too. Don’t
lie.”
    “But I’m tall enough to pull that shit
off. You’re five seven. You got to look up when you’re talking to
her.” Kevin was able to stop laughing and said in a serious tone,
“Ronald, this woman is our boss for the next few months and you’re
married.”
    Ronald eased down into the seat and
slapped his hand to his forehead. “Aw man, I’m just
looking.”
    Kevin thought of the tall Amber in her
conservative black suit and the glimpse of her body that he had
seen underneath. “Um, she is hot. Do you think that old man’s
fucking her?”
    “If he is, I ain’t mad.” Ronald pulled
out his phone and started pressing keys.
    Kevin reached for the cigarettes, the
image of Amber’s pink top straining against the curves of her
breasts foremost in his mind.

    ~~~

    Ronald had suggested an evening of
strip clubs and steak with the crew. Kevin had declined. Whenever,
he had to live on-site for a job, he spent the first night making
the space comfortable for working. As the owner, his business came
first. After the first few weeks, he would be able to relax and
join the guys for a night out.
    As he exported his contact listing from
his phone to his back-up laptop, he saw the name Amber Grayson
flash across the screen. She had given him her personal cell for
anything that might come up during the project.
    Well, he wasn’t convinced that an open
art space on the second floor would pass final inspection. He
waited for the export to finish and called her.
    She answered after a few rings, “Mr.
Miller?”
    “Please call me Kevin.” He rushed on,
“I had some questions about the art gallery on the second floor and
wanted to know if we could meet to discuss them.”
    “Ahh…Actually I’m free this evening if
you are.”
    “Sure…sure, would you like to meet for
dinner? There’s a nice steak house next to the hotel.”
    “I’m not a fan of steak, but I’m sure
they’ll have fish. What time?”
    He rolled his eyes. “In an hour.” He
gave her the address and clicked the phone off. He quickly called
hotel’s front desk and was assured that reservations would be made
under his name.
    He headed into the shower.

    ~~~

    Amber glanced around the crowded
restaurant waiting to approach the inundated hostess. She blamed
her presence in the steak house and her fascination with Kevin
Miller on Hollywood. Cowboys in movies were always sexy, strong men
who loved their women fiercely. He definitely looked like he had
stepped off the range and right into her personal cowboy
fantasy.
    For the afternoon meeting, he had worn
a blue button-up shirt, worn jeans and a pair of dark brown cowboy
boots. The only things missing were spurs, a cowboy hat