anything first.”
I am actually quite hungry now as I was a bit nervous to have a new client and skipped lunch. I should have grabbed a granola bar or made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before I left.
He stares at me intently and I feel my knees go a little weak. His stare is penetrating and I notice that he has a dimple in his left cheek. His black hair is tousled a little with thick curls. I can already picture running my fingers through his thick dark hair and kissing that dimple.
I look away quickly and actually blush, something I haven't done in I don't know how long. I realize I don't like this feeling and try to reel it back in and push away these thoughts.
He is waiting for a response and finally interrupts my internal dialogue to say, “I must insist. I am ordering for you. Are you allergic to anything Sophia?”
I shake my head. This guy is rendering me speechless. “Good,” he says and picks up the phone. He speaks firmly and orders the steak and the lobster risotto.
For some reason I feel a connection to him but push it out of my mind. This cannot be happening. My heart has been broken before and I can't have it happen again. I need to keep him at arm’s length. Giving him a quick smile, I nervously lick my lips trying to distract him from my momentary awkwardness.
He points over to the gorgeous marble bathroom and the deep tub that is filling up with big fluffy bubbles with the heady smell of jasmine. “Why don't you relax and take a bath. I will let you know when dinner is here.”
“Are you going to join me in the bath? It will be lonely without you.” I give him my best sultry voice with an inviting smile. I hope he takes the bait so I can end this night soon and get out of here. I don't want to get too comfortable and let my guard down. Bad things can happen when you do.
“No, Sophia. I have so me work to do,” he replies, “and I like to take things slow.” I feel my breath catch; I am not familiar with this approach. “I intend to have you around for awhile,” he continues with a lopsided grin, his dimple even more pronounced.
Keeping me around? This is news to me.
James is not finished. “I took the liberty of shopping and picking out a few things for you. I have some things planned while I am here. You will need some dressy clothes so I took the opportunity to spoil you.”
He did what?! Now this is getting to be more and more unusual. I take a deep breath and count to ten to calm my nerves.
Alexi had said James was in town on business and wanted a companion for a couple of days, tops. “How long are you going to be in town?” I ask this hoping that he says a few days. I can see myself falling for this guy and it can't happen. I am used to my regular clients who are dull and average looking. And safe.
James is off-the- charts hot . I can't handle this for long. I am not used to being treated so well and it is not good for me. I have heard horror stories about girls getting too soft and carefree and then they end up beaten badly or dead.
James stares at me while I have this conversation in my head like he is sitting there reading my mind. I yell at him internally, “STOP reading my mind, James!” It’s as though he can actually hear me. Instead he sits there with that infectious grin and dazzling brown eyes and waits for me to finish my thought before saying, “Three weeks max. It really depends on how it goes. I am here for as how long as it takes.”
He cocks his head at me inquisitively, “You don’t mind, do you? You are free, right?”
I turn on my heel and walk to the bathroom and turn off the hot water. It is steaming up the mirrors and the jasmine fills my senses, helping me to relax slightly.
“Do you want me to undress in front of you and bathe with the door open , Mr. Hunter?” I have no idea how this is supposed to go and I hope he will give me some direction.
I am actually quite hungry now as I was a bit nervous to have a new client and skipped lunch. I should have grabbed a granola bar or made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before I left.
He stares at me intently and I feel my knees go a little weak. His stare is penetrating and I notice that he has a dimple in his left cheek. His black hair is tousled a little with thick curls. I can already picture running my fingers through his thick dark hair and kissing that dimple.
I look away quickly and actually blush, something I haven't done in I don't know how long. I realize I don't like this feeling and try to reel it back in and push away these thoughts.
He is waiting for a response and finally interrupts my internal dialogue to say, “I must insist. I am ordering for you. Are you allergic to anything Sophia?”
I shake my head. This guy is rendering me speechless. “Good,” he says and picks up the phone. He speaks firmly and orders the steak and the lobster risotto.
For some reason I feel a connection to him but push it out of my mind. This cannot be happening. My heart has been broken before and I can't have it happen again. I need to keep him at arm’s length. Giving him a quick smile, I nervously lick my lips trying to distract him from my momentary awkwardness.
He points over to the gorgeous marble bathroom and the deep tub that is filling up with big fluffy bubbles with the heady smell of jasmine. “Why don't you relax and take a bath. I will let you know when dinner is here.”
“Are you going to join me in the bath? It will be lonely without you.” I give him my best sultry voice with an inviting smile. I hope he takes the bait so I can end this night soon and get out of here. I don't want to get too comfortable and let my guard down. Bad things can happen when you do.
“No, Sophia. I have so me work to do,” he replies, “and I like to take things slow.” I feel my breath catch; I am not familiar with this approach. “I intend to have you around for awhile,” he continues with a lopsided grin, his dimple even more pronounced.
Keeping me around? This is news to me.
James is not finished. “I took the liberty of shopping and picking out a few things for you. I have some things planned while I am here. You will need some dressy clothes so I took the opportunity to spoil you.”
He did what?! Now this is getting to be more and more unusual. I take a deep breath and count to ten to calm my nerves.
Alexi had said James was in town on business and wanted a companion for a couple of days, tops. “How long are you going to be in town?” I ask this hoping that he says a few days. I can see myself falling for this guy and it can't happen. I am used to my regular clients who are dull and average looking. And safe.
James is off-the- charts hot . I can't handle this for long. I am not used to being treated so well and it is not good for me. I have heard horror stories about girls getting too soft and carefree and then they end up beaten badly or dead.
James stares at me while I have this conversation in my head like he is sitting there reading my mind. I yell at him internally, “STOP reading my mind, James!” It’s as though he can actually hear me. Instead he sits there with that infectious grin and dazzling brown eyes and waits for me to finish my thought before saying, “Three weeks max. It really depends on how it goes. I am here for as how long as it takes.”
He cocks his head at me inquisitively, “You don’t mind, do you? You are free, right?”
I turn on my heel and walk to the bathroom and turn off the hot water. It is steaming up the mirrors and the jasmine fills my senses, helping me to relax slightly.
“Do you want me to undress in front of you and bathe with the door open , Mr. Hunter?” I have no idea how this is supposed to go and I hope he will give me some direction.
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