Blaze's Second Chance (The Sinclair Men)

By: Sam Crescent

He walked away from the employee he’d fired – for incompetence and misuse of company funds – and watched Cassie as she twirled and danced around his reception area. She was decorating and making it sparkle for the Christmas party. She really livened this place up. Everyone he knew spoke highly of her, even his business colleagues, who liked to see a smiling face when they came to visit Sinclairs’ main building.

“You’re drooling.” Blaze turned to see his brother, Chris Sinclair approach.

Blaze smiled. “She’s worth drooling over.”

“Only if you like them on the chunky side,” Chris said.

“She’s not chunky. She’s a full woman.” Blaze hated it when his brother called Cassie chunky. She was delicious and fulsome. He craved to feel her softness against him, to see her delectable body naked beneath him, accepting him into her. He turned away, his cock hardening and making it uncomfortable for him in the tight trousers he wore.

“Tonight you could take care of that little ache,” Chris said, obviously knowing exactly why Blaze had turned away.

“She’s an employee. I’d never put her into a position like that.” Blaze was firm. No matter how much he wanted her, he wouldn’t abuse his position as her boss to take what he wanted. She deserved better than to be manipulated.

“Well, it’s always a thought. It’s Christmas after all.” Chris’s final words echoed around his head.

It was Christmas, but could he use Cassie like that? There would be no way for any type of relationship to continue after a brief affair. Blaze didn’t want to make any encounter between himself and Cassie feel sordid.

He was really getting ahead of himself. He didn’t even know if Cassie wanted him. For all he knew the little smile and looks she gave him were all about her being friendly to the owner of the building she worked in.

Blaze shook his head to try to clear his thoughts. He needed to get Cassie out of his head. Sometimes she was the only thing he could think about. All the women he’d had brief affairs with would be laughing at him now. The first woman to ever take his attention away from his work and he didn’t even know if Cassie was interested in him.

Blaze’s whole body came to attention as he turned looking into the laughing green eyes of his receptionist.

“Thank you, Cassie. Who is it?” He loved hearing the calm sounds of her voice.

“A woman, she said just to get you.” Cassie smiled, twirling a piece of tinsel through her fingers.

“Thank you.” He went to walk toward the phone when a thought came to him. “Will you be at the Christmas party, Cassie?”

“I have to be. I was told it is part of being the receptionist’s job.”

“Good.” He turned away.

It was Christmas, and you never know what could be in store or what could happen. Feeling somewhat happier Blaze lifted the phone giving a cheery, “Hello.”

“Hiya, baby. Merry Christmas.” The sultry voice speaking over the line instantly turned his good mood sour.

“What do you want, Francesca?” He rubbed his eyes, feeling tired.


He pulled out of the memory. He didn’t like what came next. Cassie sighed against him, and he worked an arm under her head.

Never before had he considered second chances. Cassie had given him one, and he intended to prove to her he was worth the risk.

Chapter Fourteen

Blaze woke up the following morning and spent a good hour watching Cassie sleep. He had it bad. At one point last night he’d thought she’d admit she was in love with him. Sadly, it wasn’t supposed to be.

Shaking his head, he got out of bed. He put on a dressing gown and went to check on his son. His bed was neatly tidied, and he knew Molly had beaten him to it.

The house was silent, and he made his way down the stairs to the kitchen. Chris sat at the table looking through a paper while Trent, John and Luke were sat at the other end eating cereal.

“Did Molly not make food today?” he asked going straight for the coffee.

“No. She’s out back with Blaze Junior,” Trent said.

Blaze shrugged. Molly loved his son. “Has he got her playing football?”

“No. They’re in the pool, and dad’s watching. I think I saw him drooling. Kind of gross,” Trent said.

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