Sensual Confessions - Brenda Jackson [41]
Trevor had chosen Madaris Construction to turn a huge empty warehouse he had purchased on the outskirts of Houston into a tactical training facility.
“And no, there shouldn’t be a problem with it being operational within eight months. I’m returning to Houston next week and look forward to meeting with you then.”
A few moments later Blade ended the call, and smiled as he studied the preliminary drawings he held in his hand. As he’d told Trevor, the facility he envisioned, the one Slade had designed, would be an imposing structure and serve Trevor’s purpose. Blade would make sure it was built to specifications, perfect in every way. He had already surveyed the location where Trevor wanted the building erected, and felt the area was ideal. This was one project that Blade looked forward to returning to Houston to oversee, once his work in Oklahoma City with the Mosley project was finished.
Folding the papers, he vividly recalled Madaris Construction’s first major project. The opportunity came from Trevor’s brother-in-law, Mitch Farrell, on the recommendation of Uncle Jake, who was one of the partners in the venture. The Madaris Building and Office Park had been a dream come true and their success in handling the project had opened doors for the company.
But business wasn’t what was on Blade’s mind as he tossed the drawings onto the desk and walked over to the window, the one facing the back of the property. From where he stood he could see a recreation park, similar to the one he’d designed for the condominium complex he and Slade had developed in Houston.
His thoughts shifted to Sam. He would be the first to admit that he found the situation with Sam out of character for him. But to be honest, he hadn’t really been in character since the day he’d laid eyes on her. He refused to think it had to do with anything more than his desire to have her in his bed.
The thought of making love to her—especially getting a taste of what she had to offer—was constantly on his mind. Luckily, he’d kept busy making the necessary phone calls to assure the Mosley project remained on schedule, but more than once throughout the day his thoughts had drifted and he had replayed what had happened in the parked car the night before.
He shook his head, thinking heaven help him if his great-grandmother discovered the true reason he was hanging around Oklahoma City. She had her own ideas about how her grands’ and great-grands’ lives should pan out. She thought there was a woman out there for him, one who would get him to settle down, a woman who would make him want a meaningful relationship.
He had tried telling her that such a woman didn’t exist, and it wasn’t meant for every man and woman to marry. But that didn’t keep her from dropping hints whenever she could, making him aware of her desire to see her grands and great-grands tie the knot. He wasn’t stupid. He knew she’d been working behind the scenes on him for years. With Slade and Luke in wedded bliss, you would think she would be happy.
Blade was hoping she saw him as a lost cause and would move on to Reese, who was the next oldest great-grand. Reese was considered a loner, so Blade wasn’t sure how he felt about getting married. Reese was especially close to La’Kenna James. They had been best friends since college and the two claimed that’s all they were. And since Kenna and Reese often dated others, the family had no reason to believe otherwise. But Blade had seen them together at Luke and Mac’s wedding. He had noticed the way Reese looked at Kenna, and wondered if something was about to change with his cousin’s status.
He glanced at his watch. He was through for the day. Luke had called earlier and invited him to dinner, since Reese was in town. There was no doubt in Blade’s mind that the best way to handle Sam was to give her the time and space she needed to think about last night. Sensual memories were a good