Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Cotter~

While I normally didn’t mind dining business meetings, I was having a hard time concentrating on what Holden Britton was saying. A feminine laugh that I would recognize anywhere kept pulling at my attention, and it didn’t help that the source of that laughter was having lunch with another man.

When Holden had arrived, it’d been business as usual. Holden was CEO of Britton Resources, and he’d been in business with my father for years. All in all, he wasn’t a bad guy, and I could appreciate how he wasn’t ready to let go of the reins just yet. Nevertheless, his son kept trying to re-negotiate their contract with us, and that was something that I refused to do. I had no problem opening Moore Industries’ wallet for new ventures or even trial leaps of faith, but that’s not what this was. Lewis Britton wanted a bigger piece of the profits to finance his playboy lifestyle, and I’d be goddamned before I’d let something like that happen under my watch.

So, this meeting with Holden was more of a reassurance on his part that Lewis’ scheme was not something that Holden approved of. However, after recognizing the error for what it was, Lewis Britton now held more shares of their family company than Holden did, so Holden was going to have a fight on his hands if he couldn’t talk some sense into his son soon.

At any rate, Holden was going on and on about how he was afraid that Lewis was going to bankrupt him, but all I could think about was the stunning brunette that was sitting near the window in front of the restaurant, eating lunch with a motherfucker that wasn’t me.

When Aelix had agreed to my proposal two years ago, I had honestly expected to get bored with her after a few months. After all, I’d been thirty-two at the time, and I’d yet to meet a woman that could hold my interest for longer than a couple of weeks. However, I also hadn’t known that I’d been about to have the best sex of my life that night, either. When I had escorted Aelix from the charity event, we had ended up at the nearest hotel, and she’d taken all her anger, frustration, and heartbreak out on my dick, and to this day, Aelix fucked like it might be her last time ever. The woman was the hottest thing between the sheets, and it didn’t hurt that she was fucking beautiful, either.

At only five-foot-two, Aelix had dark brown hair, amber-colored eyes, one of those doll’s faces with a complexion that most women would kill for. Though she did wear makeup, she didn’t need to. The first time that I had ever fucked her in the shower, I’d been blown away by how stunning she’d been with a fresh face. Without makeup, her eyes still glowed, her cheeks were still rosy, and her lips were still plump, pink, and soft.

Her body was also something else. Aelix was thirty-three with no children, so her figure was still an hourglass of perfection. The woman had big tits, a small waist, wide hips, and thighs thick enough to keep my ears warm when I was eating her pussy. Luckily, she also didn’t care about any of those minor imperfections that women tortured themselves with, so that helped with her confidence in the bedroom. Some people might call her voluptuous, but there was no word in the English language that could describe the feminine beauty that I saw in the woman.

There was also the fact that she was a corporate attorney, and a damn good one. She worked for Walter & Kramer, and the woman was as sharp as a tack. Aelix knew her shit, and she wasn’t afraid of hard work, something that I could appreciate. She worked long hours and could juggle multiple cases at once, almost always coming out on top. Walter & Kramer had a reputation for hiring only the best, and she’d been working for them for a few years now.

So, because Aelix truly was one-of-a-kind, two years later, we were still screwing each other, and you really couldn’t beat the convenience of it all. The waters had never been muddied, and to my knowledge, no feelings had ever been hurt. It really was the perfect arrangement, except for one thing…

Why did it bother me that she was having lunch with another guy?

“I really just want you to know that I’m doing my best to get Lewis under control.” Holden’s words snapped me out of my thoughts as I went back to focus on our meeting. “However, I’m not sure how successful I’ll be.”

I felt for the guy. Nothing was worse than a horrible, ungrateful, spoiled child. Hell, I ought to know; that’d been me and Cutter years ago. A part of me wondered if Lewis Britton’s douchebag ways had come from his mother, because Holden really didn’t seem like a bad guy.

“You might want to look up Marion Tarter,” I suggested. “She’s a shark of an attorney, and she specializes in corporate family dynamics.” I straightened in my seat, ready to end this meeting. “While I can’t guarantee that she can help you, she’s your best bet.”

“Marion Tarter, you say,” he muttered. “I’ve never heard of her.”

“That’s because she doesn’t grandstand, and most of her clients prefer discretion to airing dirty family laundry,” I replied.

Holden nodded in understanding as he straightened in his seat as well. “Thank you, Cotter,” he said graciously. “Let me just-”

“I’ve got this, Holden,” I assured him. “Sounds like you have more pressing matters to tend to.”

He gave me a curt nod. “Very well, then.” Standing up, he added, “I’ll be in touch.”

I nodded back. “Good luck.”

The second that the check was taken care of, I stood up from my table, not caring that I was about to semi-crash Aelix’s lunch date. No matter what, we had agreed on complete transparency when we’d started seeing each other, so I just wanted to remind her of that fact. While it was understandable that she’d have lunch or business dinners with her clients, from what I’d been observing so far, the man with her wasn’t a client; they were being too friendly for that.

The second I approached the table, the guy looked up at me expectantly, and Aelix looked up at me in surprise. Her golden-colored orbs were big on her face, and they really did make her look like a fucking doll, and looking at her, you’d never guess that she was dirty as fuck in bed. I’d lost count of how many times that I’d cum on that gorgeous face and how many times she had licked my cum off her lips. Aelix was a porn star come to life in the bedroom, but you’d never know it by how professionally she dressed and acted in public.

“Cotter,” she greeted.

“I was having lunch with a business associate, and I thought it’d be rude to leave without saying hello,” I lied as it dawned on me that this was the first time that we’d ever spoken in public after our first night together.

“It’s good to see you,” she replied evenly, then gestured towards her companion. “This is Kent Racier. He started at Walter & Kramer a few months ago.”

To his credit, Kent stood up to shake my hand. “Good to meet you,” he greeted.

Though I was two inches taller than he was, he had that wholesome look going for him. He was about six-foot with blonde hair and blue eyes, giving him that ‘safe’ impression that most women liked in a man. He also had to have some sense if he was working for Walter & Kramer, so I supposed that was another point in the plus column for him.

“Cotter Moore,” I stated, letting him know who I was.

He grinned a bit as he let go of my hand. “Yeah, I know who you are. I’m pretty sure the entire world knows who you are.” He shot Aelix a look as he sat back down.

With my eyes still on him, I said, “So, you two work together.”

Kent nodded. “We just won our first big case together, so we’re out having a celebratory lunch.”

I glanced back over at Aelix. “It’s important to celebrate the good things in life.”

She smiled. “I couldn’t agree more.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her that I’d see her tonight, but that wasn’t part of the agreement. We’d never gotten personal outside the bedroom, and I couldn’t imagine that it’d be okay to cross that line now.

Nonetheless, I wanted to.

I wanted to stake a claim, and because I wanted to do that, I didn’t. Instead, I said, “Well, it was good to see you, Aelix.” I turned towards Kent. “It was good to meet you.”

Kent grinned. “It was good meeting you, too.” He winked at Aelix when he added, “I didn’t know that Aelix had such influential friends.”

Before I could say anything to that, Aelix spoke up. “Oh, we’re not friends,” she chuckled. “We’re more like mutual professionals.”

I couldn’t stop my chin from lifting, my mind already going to how I was going to make her pay for that comment later. Though we weren’t exactly friends, two years spent inside her pussy should make me more than just a mutual professional in her life. In fact, considering that I’d been in all three of her orifices at some point, we were definitely more than mere acquaintances.

However, instead of causing a scene, I said, “Enjoy your lunch, and congratulations on your court win this morning.”

“Thanks,” they both replied, and it took everything that I had to leave them to their meals.

Mutual professionals my motherfucking ass.