Dirk: A Stepbrother Romance(49)
“Good. Be nice…open the door, use your manners (I know you have them, because I taught them to you!), and ignore your phone!”
“Yes, Mom,” he said, sheepishly. Just after he finished saying this, Zivka, his pretty eastern European secretary, ushered Amy through the door and into a seat in the corner of his spacious office.
“Okay, I know you’re busy and need to go,” she started saying.
“Mmm…”
“Enjoy your date, I love you, Huey,” she finished.
“I love you too…bye,” he said, quickly ending the conversation and hanging up. Standing up, he walked around his desk to sit next to Amy, looking relieved. “You came!”
“How could I refuse?” she asked him.
“Did you like the roses?”
“Not as much as Alice did,” she answered him, telling him all about her boss’s disdain for having decorations in the office.
“Well, they weren’t for her,” Houston replied with a huge smile. “I’m sure you want to know why I asked you to come up here today.”
“To ‘f*ck’ me?” she said, getting straight to the heart of what was bothering her.
“No!” Houston answered her, shocked. “I mean…if you wanted to, but that’s not why…I mean…what?”
“Why didn’t you tell me that you own this building?” she asked him.
“It wasn’t important,” he answered.
“Fine. Why didn’t you tell me that you are one of California’s top five richest men?”
“Because I didn’t want to—”
“Look,” Amy interrupted him. “We need to make something perfectly clear…I am not Genevieve Wyndham, or Irina Leonidovna, Sasha Sasha, or Toni Webster. I ain’t an actress, professional golfer, rapper, or model. I am Amy Delaney, and I am not famous. I am not a damn groupie, and I’m not interested in you for money, just so that is clear as well.”
Houston was completely taken aback. He had not thought a bit about what he would say if Amy knew who he was, or looked him up. The truth was, he hadn’t cared about how his very well publicized affairs would affect any woman that he was seriously interested in…he could only imagine what Amy would say if she found out about Willow. After all, she had been at his mansion two nights ago! Thinking all of this over, he began to speak.
“Amy…I know that I wasn’t completely open with you yesterday, but I have my reasons, and I will gladly tell them to you. First, though, I didn’t tell you that I own the Yuanfen Building because it wasn’t important to me. I didn’t tell you that I am a billionaire because I didn’t want you to like me because of my wealth. As for those other women…I know you aren’t Genevieve or Sasha, Toni or Irina, or any of the other famous women I’ve been with over the last few years. I didn’t want them; I wanted what they could give me…a reputation, prestige, and notoriety. I didn’t even want them because of their bodies, to be honest. I mean, let’s face it…if I was just interested in getting my dick sucked, there are literally thousands of women in San Jose who would do it for free, just so they could say they sucked a billionaire’s cock. I know you aren’t a groupie, and I don’t want you to be. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are the one woman I have ever looked at and thought to myself, ‘I’d give my entire fortune away to have her to be mine.’ Well, maybe not my entire fortune. But anyhow, that’s why I did something I’ve never done before…asked for you to meet with me a second time.”
“So, you are saying that you were only with them once each?” Amy said, struggling to understand.
“Exactly…even the rich have one-night-stands, you know.” This resonated with Amy, because she too knew what it was like to be constantly moving from one partner to the next, never connecting on an emotional level with any of them…never seeing them again. Other than Tony, she hadn’t been with a single man twice in over five years. This, similarity between them, more than anything, led to Amy’s willingness to see what dating this billionaire would be like.
“Okay…so, are you asking me out on a date? An official date?”
“Yes…and more, if you want. I have never met a woman that made me want to sell everything and run away with. I have a great afternoon planned for us…if you’ll agree to go with me.”
Several prolonged seconds passed, when finally…“Let’s go, then.”
Chapter 6
That afternoon, Houston took Amy to the roof of the Yuanfen building, and showed her the time of her life. Something the tabloids did not know was that Houston was a certified pilot with over 500 hours at the stick of a helicopter. When Amy stepped onto the roof, it was to see a helicopter with the Larger Than Life Love, Inc. logo on the side.
“When we fly around the city to advertise, I’m usually the one behind the controls,” Houston said.
“Wow…” Amy replied, clearly impressed. They boarded the helicopter, and Houston quickly went through the pre-flight check. Within minutes, they were airborne. They flew over San Jose and up the western shores of the bay San Francisco before crossing to Oakland. As they flew down the eastern shores of the bay, Amy told him over their headsets that she wanted to see where he lived. When they reached Fremont, he changed their flight plan, and adjusted for a flight to Los Gatos rather than returning to San Jose.