Chapter 11

• It's been a few weeks since the celebration party. I have been avoiding Beau like he is COVID-19. I know we’ve seen each other only a few times since he came back into my life, and it may seem like I’m worrying too much, but I am not. Beau only touched me through my panties, and I was dripping wet. I can’t even imagine what would happen if he touches my bare core. Plus, Beau and I have history, making it easy for me to fall for him if we were intimate. What am I even saying? He’s only touched me three times, and my body practically wants the man to fuck her already. She clearly has no shame when it comes to him, and I know it wouldn’t be hard for me to fall for him again, so to prevent that from happening I am keeping my distance.
• As an investor in my company, Beau inspects the houses we use his investment to build. I am supposed to go with him, but I’ve been asking Camila to go in my place. Today was supposed to be the same, but Camila had to visit her mom. She isn't doing so well. I thought about sending my assistant in my place but remembered how she couldn't even set up a meeting correctly. I doubt she would be able to give me proper feedback on the way things are going at the site. So, I have no choice.
• I leave my office and take the elevator to the first floor. Beau’s waiting for me out front. I join him inside the vehicle, and he pecks my cheek once I am seated. He’s on the phone, so I can't fight with him about how he should stop acting like we are together. I look out the window as Beau barks in Cajun French to the person on the phone. I don't even want to know who he is talking to. I don't really care.