I will start doing crossovers between this book and 'Bonnie' any time from now!

So please make sure that you're up to date with both books, please.

Thank you.
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Douglas Coleman's POV

"Mr Coleman, your next appointment is in 10 minutes, are you just about ready?" Temah's soft voice asks.

I finally made it official with her a couple of nights ago and she seems to be extremely shy about it, contrary to her boldness that night.

I smile up at her and she smiles back, looking down.

My eyes make their way down her body, drinking in the sight of her.

^^ Temah's outfit.

"C'mere" I say to her.

She approaches me behind my desk and I grab her hand, and pull her into my lap, making her breath hitch.

"You can sit in my lap until I'm done" I say into her ear, my lips brushing the outter shell of her ear.

I wrap one arm around her middle, holding her in an embrace.

"What if someone sees us?" She asks and I pull her even closer.

"You're my girlfriend, Temah. Let them see" I tell her, peppering kissing on the side of her neck.

"Douglas, I'm gonna crush you" she tries to reason with me and I chuckle lowly.

"You barely weigh anything" I tell her and she breaths out softly.

I kiss her weak spot behind her ear and she bites her lip.

I like her reaction.

She shifts in my lap trying to get more comfortable, her ass rubbing against me and I clutch her thigh hard to hold her still.

"You shouldn't move so much" I mutter into her ear.

She notices why and laughs.

She turns her face towards me and looks at my lips, then her eyes move back to meet mine.

I smile a little and then lean forwards, pecking her lips.

One peck turns into another.

Then another, until my hands are in her tight coils, pulling a little and her fingers wrapped around my collar, pulling me closer as we make out.

We are suddenly interrupted by the sound of the landline telephone on my desk ringing loudly.

We pull away abruptly and I snatch the phone up from the receiver.

"What?!" I growl agitatedly down the line.

"I, erm... A Mr Kyle White and Mr Adrien Jones are here for a meeting with you and Temah. Would you like me to call her also?" Crystal's voice sounds down the line nervously.

"That's quite alright, I can call her." I say, with a sigh, looking at Temah, who is still on my lap.

"And... I'm so sorry for snapping at you, I was a little bit.... caught up" I say, eyes flickering to Temah, who is slightly flushed.

Temah gets up and smooths down her skirt.

"I've got to collect my notes. I'll meet you there?" She asks.

I nod.

"No problem" I respond.

She nods and leans down to me, planting a soft kiss on my lips and before I can start to return it, she pulls away, making me groan.

She uses her thumb to wipe her lipgloss off of my chin and then walks out of my room, closing the door behind her.

I sigh and look back at my laptop, finalising my notes for the meeting.

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"So how does Saturday night sound?" I hear a masculine voice say.

The person in questioning, clears their throat awkwardly.

"I'm taken, Mr White, so that's gonna have to be a hard no" The person says.

Temah.

None of them have noticed me yet, so I continue to watch.

Kyle gives her his award winning grin and leans on the wall next to him, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

I can not lie, Kyle is a good looking guy.

5'11, 'perfect' teeth, toffee brown skin and a lean-muscular build, which is always expensively covered in designer brands and doused in strong cologne as will as a fresh trim, which he constantly keeps maintained.

He's a pretty boy.

His deep, heavily Haitian-accent is a hit with women of all ages.

Kyle thinks that he is God's gift to women and for this reason, Kyle gets utterly confused, when a lady is to turn him down.

Temah looks bored with him.

"What, your man ain't let you have friends?" He asks with a grin.

She rolls her eyes, not even bothering to hide her annoyance.

"My man is my friend and other than him, I got enough friends already. Thanks" she says, with attitude, trying to side-step him, but he blocks her, by stepping in front of her and taking her hand.

I've had enough.

"C'mon, I'll be on my best behaviour all night, unless you ask me different. And besides! What does ole boy have that ion have?" He asks, cockily.

"A company to run" I sneer, possessively wrapping an arm around Temah's waist, letting her lean into me.

Kyle's eyes widen and his jaw nearly hits the hardwood floor.

"Oh, I er... I mean, sir, I didn't think, or erm know that she was- -" He stammers.

"Your jacket is also covered in paint, Mr White. You have 5 minutes until our meeting, so I suggest that you fix it" I say coolly.

He turns his head in horror to find the left side of his jacket sleeve covered in fresh eggshell- coloured paint, because of the wall he was leaning on, a painful contrast to his navy blue Armani jacket.

"It must have slipped my mind to mention it" Temah says 'innocently'.

I look down at her tiny frame and she gives him a small smirk, eyes drilling into him enough to make him crumble some more under her intense stare.

Woman after my own heart.

She grabs my hand and pulls me in the direction of the boardroom, where we greet Adrien, who saw the whole situation, and struggles to contain his laughter.

"I'm telling my wife 'bout this. Y'all ain't right fo' that" the older man jokes chuckling softly.

"And do send my regards to Carolina also" I say with a grin.

We enter the room and sit down in our places, Temah, next to me, Adrien opposite me and a now, jacket-less Kyle sitting next to me, his brown skin now a light shade of red with obvious discomfort and embarrassment.

I look at him for a minute and he avoids my gaze completely, making me grin.

The meeting goes smoothly, apart from a couple of mistakes from Kyle and his prolonged points of silence.

After the meeting, Kyle mutters a quick departure greeting and dashing out of the room with more speed than Usain Bolt himself.

I chuckle and take Temah's hand, kissing it.

"Did you have anything planned on Saturday night though?" I ask and she giggles.

"Nah, I don't" She says.

"Do you wanna come over and chill, since I also got nothing to do?" I ask hopefully.

Her eyes brighten at the idea, and she opens her mouth to respond, but instead her face falls as she remembers something.

"Ugh, noo! I've got a family cookout this Saturday" she says making sad eyes at me.

I shrug.

"Well could I with you?" I ask.

He face lights up once again.

"Would you do that?" She asks excitedly.

I smile back.

"Well, I mean it's about time I met your family anyway" I say as nonchalantly as I can, but I am currently shitting myself.

She squeals a little, excitedly and gets on her tippy toes and I lean down to meet her in a kiss.

She catches my bottom lip in her teeth and she tugs on it a little, like she knows that it's my weakness.

"You're amazing" she tells me and my heart warms.

She pulls away.

"I'm gonna invite Bryce and Crystal too" she says turning away from me and walking away.

Which leaves me to question...

"What the hell am I gonna cook?" I ask myself.

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Hey all!

So I was thinking about how little I've been focused on 'intimate scenes' in both of the the books so I will make it up to all of you, I promise!

~ Xo.