Taming The Wild CEO novel Chapter 30

C H A P T E R 2 8 : H I S J E A L O U S Y

E L L A S T A N F O R D

Giving him a little smile, she discreetly moved his hand back to his lap. “None, unfortunately. I do not have any.”

“No way, I do not believe that.” He narrowed his eyes, giving it a thought, then his lips formed a mischiveous smile. “How about modeling? Could you strike a pose?”

“Not really though,” Ella giggled as she suddenly remembered what Damon had always made her do whenever they had done shopping. “My friend, Damon, he always asks me to try out the clothes we bought and pose.”

“Then I am sure he sees your talent there.” His green eyes danced. “Are you free tomorrow?”

Ella glanced at Javier for one split second before answering, “I am sorry but my schedule depends on my boss.”

“Would you come over and pose for me? I will put your beauty into canvas,” promised Roberto with a smile. “What do you say?”

“I am afraid I have to say no.”

“Oh, come on.” He turned to Javier. “Can I borrow her for a few hours tomorrow?”

Javier shrugged and then took a drink of his red wine. “That is really up to Miss Stanford. I have business in town tomorrow and she does not have to come along.”

“See, Ella,” Roberto gave her one of his dazzling smiles that had no doubt captured dozens of female hearts and yet all Ella could see was something predatory which made her even more afraid. “Your boss allows it.”

“No, I really can not. I have other paperworks I need to tackle and I can not possibly let my boss go alone.”

Roberto laughed delightedly. “Alright. Maybe next time.” He looked at her through those dark flashes. “I like you too, darling. And it has been a while since a female said no to me.”

“Well, I am sorry to be one of those who said no. But really though, what makes you want to paint?” she asked, rising as they moved back to the long lounge to drink their coffee. The wine had made her faintly muzzy and the air seemed stuffy and hot. She felt a strong inclination to lie back against the cushions of the couch and drowsily close her eyes. Accepting black coffee, she sipped it in the hope that it would help her to stay awake.

After talking long enough about his attempt in paintings, Roberto insisted on getting one of his msterpiece in order to show her what she missed by refusing his offer earlier.

As soon as he was gone, she was alone with Javier again and finally could relax. Ella leaned back thankfully, her lids drooping.

“Enjoying yourself?” Javier asked her mockingly.

Forcing her eyes open, she looked at him dazedly. “Very much. Thank you,” she murmured.

“Would you like me to leave?” he asked bitingly.

She stared. “What?”