boyfriends just to be safe." Morgan smirked and held some dark satisfaction when Pam's face paled.
"I'll ask again," Pam said in what Morgan could only describe as a Mom voice, "what are you doing here?"
"I'm in town for business and to have some pecan pancakes." She looked at Miss Violet who only grunted in acknowledgment of the breakfast order, but refused to move from her spot behind the counter.
Morgan turned when the front door flew open and hit the wall. Miss Lil y s tumbled through the door with her white hair on end and her broom in her hand. She looked around and then went to stand by Miss Daisy.
Pam turned back to Morgan and looked her over. "What kind of business are you in?"
"Yea, it must be good if that's your car." Daisy nodded out the window to the Mercedes.
"Yes. It is. I' m Director of Mergers and Acquisitions at Top Produce rs in Washington DC ," she said with pride. They were all looking at her with interest now. The bad girl had gone corporate instead of to prison.
"What does that have to do with Keeneston?" Pam asked accusingly.
"I believe she's here to see me. Isn't that right Miss Hamilton?" Miles stood from his seat in the back of the room and buttoned his dark gray suit coat.
Morgan was momentarily stunned. He had grown another inch at least. His body had filled out and matured even more. His shoulders were wide and thick. His eyes were a dark hazel and no longer held the spark of innocence and youth. He was handsome as sin and Morgan couldn't help but remember the kiss. Her eyes went to his lips and then dropped lower. My, oh my, had he grown up good.
"That's right Mr. Davies." Morgan smiled seductively and sauntered to the table as the whispers rose around her. She heard the words Stacy, breakup , and water tower as she stopped in front of him and smiled.
Miles had been trying to eat his country ham and cheese grits when all hell erupted in the c afé. He didn't need to get up and look out the window with the rest. He knew why Morgan was here and what she wanted. She had completed the investigation and found out just how strong his company was and wanted it. What he wasn't expecting wa s what he felt when he saw her.
She was no longer the chubby girl hiding behind baggy clothes, although she still had a penchant for dressing in black. But the black suit she was wearing accented all her curves , and boy were they some curves. Her breasts were supple. T he purple silk shirt clung to their roundness and enhanced them in a way that made him sit up and take notice.
Her skirt was tight and high wa i sted , showing off how her slim waist flared out into her rounded hips form ing a perfect hourglass figure. Her violet eyes dared anyone to challenge her as she announced he r return to town. Her eyes gobbled him up as she approached him, never once looking away , then stopped in front of him.
"Should I kiss you hello?" Morgan asked him. His groin tightened at the thought even though it was made in jest.
"Once was enough, thank you."
"Still holding a grudge?" s he laughed. " I’m sure Stacy has forgiven you and that you're blissfully happy with your two kids and dog." Miles detected the tightness in her words even with the smile on her face.
"Stacy dumped me after your water tower stunt. She went to medical school at Vandy , met and married a fellow doctor. However, I don’t think my dog gives t w o tail wags that you’re here. " It still hurt when he said it. He had loved Stacy with the passion only a teenager could.
"Well, it looks like I finally lived up to my reputation."
Miles tightened his square jaw and narrowed his eyes at her. "Why don't you meet me at my office in an hour and we'll talk bu siness then," he said as he toss ed some money on the table.
"With pleasure, Mr. Davies. It'll give me time to enjoy the delicious pancakes Miss Violet is whipping up." She pulled out the chair across from him, "I'll even take your seat since you're leavin g.”
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