Quinn (The Waite Family)

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Authors: Kathi S. Barton
I could make that my home as easily as any other, I suppose.” She made it sound as if the house wasn’t up to her standards.
    “No. You can move back to Ohio if you want, but you do so on your own. The house belongs to me and I will not ask my sisters to move. As for this hotel, I own it as well with Alyssa and it’s one of the nicest ones in the state. If it’s not to your standard, then find other accommodations on your own or go back to California. It’s entirely up to you.”
    He let her glare as he led her out to the car. He would take her to dinner, hear what she had to say, and send her on her way. If only it were that easy.
    “I’ve been evicted from my house. I’ve nowhere to go. I have to come here or I live in a box.”
    So not what he wanted to hear.

~Chapter 5~
     
    Drew sat in his office staring at the wall. He hadn’t started out doing that, it was just what he kept finding himself doing. He picked up the stress ball off his desk and began tossing it into the air and catching it.
    Quinn had kissed him. Not just kissed him, but really, really kissed him. He moaned again. With a quick swipe of his tongue he imagined that he could still taste her. He couldn’t, he knew. They’d kissed…she’d kissed him yesterday. He frowned at that thought again.
    He’d kissed her as well, though he wasn’t about to admit how much he’d enjoyed it, and her. The way her body felt pressed against his, her breast, heavy and full, filling his hand. Drew threw the ball across the room and it hit the wall with a resounding crash. When it came back at him with a velocity that startled him he had to duck or be hit with it. Picking up the ball, he dropped it in his desk drawer. The knock at the door had him grimace. His secretary had heard it, he just knew. When Alyssa walked in he wasn’t sure if he was annoyed or happy to see her.
    “Dickhead Peabody is going to drive me nuts before this merger is over. He has more demands. Can’t he just graciously leave me alone and let me purchase that heap of brick and be done with it?”
    Drew grinned. “I hope you didn’t call him dickhead when you asked. What does he want now, more time or more money?”
    Arnold Peabody owned seven buildings in the downtown area. Four of which needed to be torn down before they fell on someone, one that had a nice location but needed extensive work, and the last two were what they really wanted.
    They were old warehouses that sat on the same street across from each other. The Peabody Building, aptly named for the company that had started there making pottery of all things. It was three floors of hard maple and birch. The windows, long since broken out, were huge and would require a great deal of money to replace, but once finished, the rooms would shine with light. Alyssa was going to turn it into luxury studio apartments on the top two floors and shops and restaurants on the lower levels.
    The March Building, a huge, sprawling building that covered an entire three square city blocks was just as beautiful and needed minimal work done to get it moving in the direction Alyssa had planned for it. The six-story building was going to be another office location for Howard Enterprises. Workers were going to convert the top level into Alyssa’s office suite. She had already picked out the architect to do the work.
    The lower level was going to be off street parking. Drew liked this idea in that it was difficult to find parking downtown where he lived on the best of days. Alyssa had already told him that he could use the garage if he needed to. He needed to.
    The second and third floors were slated to become the law and accounting offices. With all the extra projects that the Howard Company was involved in it made sense to have departments dedicated to each area of expertise. Drew would be the head of this department.
    The fifth floor was going to house the Howard Foundation. It had become too much for one person to manage and Alyssa had agreed

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