Chasing Fire: (Fire and Fury Book One) by Avery Kingston

Chasing Fire: (Fire and Fury Book One) by Avery Kingston

Author:Avery Kingston [Kingston, Avery]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Avery Kingston
Published: 2018-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

The taxi pulled next to the sprawling home in Great Falls where Jack Riley, CEO of his company, lived. This home had to cost several million. The gate opened, and the taxi pulled into a cobblestone driveway that encircled a large fountain. Scott thanked the driver and got out, walking up the steps to the magnificent front porch with the tall pillars.

The door opened and a staff member greeted Scott before he could even knock. He led Scott into a foyer with twenty-foot ceilings and a marble entryway. The man offered to take Scott’s coat, which he obliged. Two sprawling staircases stood in front of him, one curved to the right, the other to the left, meeting at the top.

Damn, this place was insane. Even if he got to this point in his career, he could never see himself living in someplace this lavish. It was over the top.

“Mr. Riley is expecting you.” The staff member said as he came back from wherever he put Scott’s coat and motioned him to the left, down a hallway to a large mahogany door. The man knocked. Riley shouted from behind the door to come in.

Scott was shown into the large office. Wall-to-wall cherry bookshelves lined the room, and in the center was a large, ornate desk where Jack sat. Behind him was a window that extended from floor to vaulted ceiling. The curtains were drawn open, overlooking his lush, manicured lawn. On the opposite side of the room was a pool table and a wet bar. The office screamed masculinity.

“Harris!” Jack smiled, stood from his desk, and walked around to greet Scott. Jack’s normal suit and power tie were gone, and he wore simple khaki’s and a polo. Scott still felt vastly underdressed in his jeans, boots, and grey henley. “Please, have a seat.”

“Thanks for seeing me on short notice.” Scott sat in the leather chair across Jack’s desk that probably cost more than his monthly loft payment.

“Well, you said it was important and couldn’t wait till the morning. What gives?” Jack raised his bushy brows. “You aren’t leaving me, are you? I need my best guy out there.”

Scott chuckled and shook his head. “Well, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” Scott scratched the back of his neck.

Jack frowned. “Uh oh. I don’t like the sound of that.” He leaned forward on his elbows.

“I want out of the field,” Scott said plainly, “but I want to stay with the firm. I was wondering if there was a possibility of me moving into the corporate office.”

Jack leaned back, folding his arms across his large chest, mulling that over for a few moments. Jack stood, silently crossing the room to the bar, the sound of glass clanking the only noise in the room. He walked back over and handed Scott a drink. “Bourbon?” Jack offered.

Scott nodded and took the cup. “Thank you.” He sipped the dark liquor.

Jack heaved a big sigh, and rather than sitting back at his desk, he took the chair next to Scott.


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