Today brings you the third installment of my FREE read, In the Public Eye. Over the course of the next several weeks, I will be sharing pages of this sexy read!
Ria Phillips Fox married the Chicago’s Richest Bachelor, Garrison Fox believing that he was the man of her dreams. Soon she resents feeling like nothing more than arm candy.
Garrison Fox isn’t a man who deals well with being left in his bed alone and he has no intention of staying in the predicament Ria’s left him in. Even if it means playing dirty. After all, there’s more way than to catch a fox.
In The Public Eye
A Crave Short Read
Copyright © 2016 by Samara King.
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Chapter One (continued)
Most of all, Ria no longer had to feel the judgmental glares she’d received when people learned she was from the wrong side of the tracks in Harlem. She didn’t come from old-blood money or places full of mansions and fast cars, places where faster lifestyles played out with reckless abandon.
Ria cleared her throat. Emotions she’d tapped down inside rose to the surface as memories of a life she’d determined she wouldn’t return to clutched at her heart. She wouldn’t be swayed by the numerous phone calls or the media hype that had ensued after her departure from her husband, Garrison Fox. Chicago’s richest bachelor.
She’d met all kinds of people in her life, and none had been as memorable, alluring, and outright sexy as Garrison.
People still couldn’t believe she’d resorted to going on a television show to find “Mr. Right.” She hadn’t thought she would be called back for the show, and no one had been more surprised than she when the producer had announced that she would be pursuing the Garrison Fox. Chicago’s own multi-media magnate.
Ria sat down slowly in the conference chair, pretending to be busy with the small notepad in her hand. She held the pen loosely between her fingers and tried to quiet the raging lust that flowed through her veins whenever she thought of her husband.
The man knew how to touch her with one look of those intense dark eyes. His touch always resulted in wet panties within seconds. He knew when she wanted to be made love to, and he recognized those moments when she just wanted to be fucked. She didn’t have to ask. Their bodies read each other’s without reservation.
Ria crossed her legs, hoping the protruding tips of her nipples through her blouse and her fidgety movements wouldn’t draw attention from others in the room. From the moment she’d met Garrison, she’d been captivated by his quiet strength. He was the type of man who walked into a room and held everyone’s attention.
She swept a long strand of straight ebony hair behind her ear, hoping the color of her cheeks didn’t display what she could scarcely contain: she missed being with him.
Ria cleared her throat, knowing that if she ever wanted to be free from the lifestyle Garrison led and the world he lived in, she would have to stop thinking of him making love to her as if he was trying to memorize her body from A to Z.
“Good morning, team! Today, I have an announcement to make.”
Ria’s head darted upward, and she smiled at Wilhelmina as the older woman walked into the room.
“Morning,” Ria said, settling back into her chair. Her mouth dropped open when she watched Willie hold the door open for Garrison.
It couldn’t be! What in the hell was he doing here?
Ria’s gaze was riveted to his handsome profile; her heart clutched as Garrison returned her questioning gaze with a slight smile. Her body tensed and her pussy tightened, reminding of her of what she’d been missing. And what she’d walked away from.
“Good morning, ladies”—Garrison’s disquieting gaze found hers and then glanced away—“and gentlemen.”
She watched helplessly as he sat down, and she swore her heart almost leaped out of her chest. She hadn’t seen him in six months Slowly she’d come to terms with the fact that she’d turned her back on him and their marriage. It had been the hardest thing she’d ever had to do.
Ria saw the pain in his eyes. The recognition burned through the long glazes he sent in her direction from across the conference table. The temperature rose several degrees.
What was he doing here? Ria tried to keep her mind on what mattered and not the handsome angles of his chiseled face, or those delectable lips. His coloring reminded her of the café au lait she favored. Yet despite her efforts to concentrate elsewhere, her gaze wandered over her husband. His short hair was tapered to his head and trimmed against an unlined forehead, while thick black eyebrows crested over the most intense eyes Ria had ever seen. His navy blue suit only enhanced the raw power that shadowed his every move.
She turned away as he caught her gaze, and heat flooded her body. She shouldn’t be thinking of Garrison like this. It was over. She’d been the one to walk away from their life together, and for good reason: she could never live up to the standards his world enforced, and she didn’t want to. Maybe in time, Garrison would understand her course of action. However, the flash of heat in his eyes relayed to her that that kind of acceptance was light years away.
“Let’s get this meeting underway, shall we?” Wilhelmina was saying, a quiet smile on her face. “I am retiring as editor in chief of Core.” She paused at the mixed reaction of her team. “Don’t worry; you haven’t gotten rid of me yet. This change will be effective two months from today.”
Ria’s lips curved into a half smile. She didn’t like where this conversation was going. She’d been at the magazine for a short time and had come to love the people she worked with. She would hate to leave if her growing unease were correct.
Tune in next week, there will be more to come! ~ Samara