with a fresh salad and crisp glass of wine. This is my idea of a good night.
Brayden
Why am I doing this shit? Oh yea,
cause Sloan will go ape on my ass if I don’t show up to this appointment.
Frigin Sloan. I suppose if I’m honest with myself I am a little curious to see
what Sloan’s baby sister looks like. Sloan is smoken hot. I can only imagine
what her sister must be like. Going off what little Sloan’s told me I’m
picturing the librarian type.
The elevator dinged and I felt
nervous all of a sudden. I never got nervous. Maybe it was the thought of losing
the best artist I had if this thing with her sister didn’t work out? I rolled
my shoulders a few time, loosening the tension that had built up.
I strolled into the office number
Sloan had given me. It was 1.30. Ha, I’m early for a change. I gave the
receptionist my name and took a seat on the lounge across from her desk. After
a minute of silence I glanced up wondering if she was going to tell this Stella
chic that I was here. But she was just staring at me.
I knew that look, she wanted me.
Well get in line baby. I gave her my signature smirk.
“Hey sugar, you wana let the boss
lady know I’m here?”
My words pulled her out of her daze
and she dashed through the adjoining office door.
Stella
Bianca came bursting through my
door like a bat out of hell. She was flushed and fanning herself with her hand.
I started to reach for the gun I had stashed on the underside of my desk.
“Oh my GOD Stella! The most gorgeous
man I have ever, and I mean EVER laid eyes on just walked in. He’s sex on a
stick!”
My hand froze just before I
reached the gun. I was confused. I knew all my clients, and none of them fit
that description. Bianca had been working for me since I opened my doors for
business she knew everyone too. Oh wait, I made space for Sloan’s boss today.
“Brayden Brooks?”
“Yea, that’s the name he gave me,
I think? I kinda zoned out for a minute there just taking it all in you know?”
“Umm, no, I don’t know. I haven’t
met him before. Sloan texted me yesterday asking me to fit him in. He’s her boss. You can send him in. I’m just finishing up.”
“Just give me a second. I need to
prepare myself.”
Wow, Bianca had always leaned
towards the dramatic but this was peculiar even for her. I raised my eyebrow at
her, letting her know her time was up. She got the hint and returned to her
desk.
A moment later there was a quiet
knock at my door.
“Come in.”
The door opened, and then slammed
shut. I jumped in my seat. What the hell! I looked up and there standing before
me was without a doubt in my mind the sexiest man I had ever seen, and he was
glaring at me? Again, what the hell?
Brayden
Are you fucking kidding me!?!
What is this shit?
“What the fuck Sloan?”
“E... Eh... Excuse me?”
“This!”
I gestured to her body, clad in
what appeared to be a pant suit. She’s screwing with me!
“I’m sorry, but I don’t know what
you mean?”
Shaking my head, I had to admit,
she had me. That wig looked pretty realistic. And the blouse she was wearing
covered all the tats on her arms and breast bone.
“And to think, I was actually a
bit nervous about meeting the illusive ‘Stella’. You went above and beyond for
this one Sloan. You really look the part too. Shit I never thought you would be
able to pull off a pant suit and all that classic lookin shit, but DAMN you
look fine.”
She was pulling off the stunned
mullet look pretty well. Who knew Sloan was such a good actress? Right now her
lips were pursed and her eye brows were scrunched up like she was sucking on
something sour.
She slowly started to stand,
placing her hands palm flat on her desk leaning forward, she cocked her head to
the side.
“Your Sloan’s boss?”
Now that her voice wasn’t so
shaky she sounded slightly different. More sing songy? Is that even a word? The
Sloan I know and love has a rough almost husky voice.
Brayden
Why am I doing this shit? Oh yea,
cause Sloan will go ape on my ass if I don’t show up to this appointment.
Frigin Sloan. I suppose if I’m honest with myself I am a little curious to see
what Sloan’s baby sister looks like. Sloan is smoken hot. I can only imagine
what her sister must be like. Going off what little Sloan’s told me I’m
picturing the librarian type.
The elevator dinged and I felt
nervous all of a sudden. I never got nervous. Maybe it was the thought of losing
the best artist I had if this thing with her sister didn’t work out? I rolled
my shoulders a few time, loosening the tension that had built up.
I strolled into the office number
Sloan had given me. It was 1.30. Ha, I’m early for a change. I gave the
receptionist my name and took a seat on the lounge across from her desk. After
a minute of silence I glanced up wondering if she was going to tell this Stella
chic that I was here. But she was just staring at me.
I knew that look, she wanted me.
Well get in line baby. I gave her my signature smirk.
“Hey sugar, you wana let the boss
lady know I’m here?”
My words pulled her out of her daze
and she dashed through the adjoining office door.
Stella
Bianca came bursting through my
door like a bat out of hell. She was flushed and fanning herself with her hand.
I started to reach for the gun I had stashed on the underside of my desk.
“Oh my GOD Stella! The most gorgeous
man I have ever, and I mean EVER laid eyes on just walked in. He’s sex on a
stick!”
My hand froze just before I
reached the gun. I was confused. I knew all my clients, and none of them fit
that description. Bianca had been working for me since I opened my doors for
business she knew everyone too. Oh wait, I made space for Sloan’s boss today.
“Brayden Brooks?”
“Yea, that’s the name he gave me,
I think? I kinda zoned out for a minute there just taking it all in you know?”
“Umm, no, I don’t know. I haven’t
met him before. Sloan texted me yesterday asking me to fit him in. He’s her boss. You can send him in. I’m just finishing up.”
“Just give me a second. I need to
prepare myself.”
Wow, Bianca had always leaned
towards the dramatic but this was peculiar even for her. I raised my eyebrow at
her, letting her know her time was up. She got the hint and returned to her
desk.
A moment later there was a quiet
knock at my door.
“Come in.”
The door opened, and then slammed
shut. I jumped in my seat. What the hell! I looked up and there standing before
me was without a doubt in my mind the sexiest man I had ever seen, and he was
glaring at me? Again, what the hell?
Brayden
Are you fucking kidding me!?!
What is this shit?
“What the fuck Sloan?”
“E... Eh... Excuse me?”
“This!”
I gestured to her body, clad in
what appeared to be a pant suit. She’s screwing with me!
“I’m sorry, but I don’t know what
you mean?”
Shaking my head, I had to admit,
she had me. That wig looked pretty realistic. And the blouse she was wearing
covered all the tats on her arms and breast bone.
“And to think, I was actually a
bit nervous about meeting the illusive ‘Stella’. You went above and beyond for
this one Sloan. You really look the part too. Shit I never thought you would be
able to pull off a pant suit and all that classic lookin shit, but DAMN you
look fine.”
She was pulling off the stunned
mullet look pretty well. Who knew Sloan was such a good actress? Right now her
lips were pursed and her eye brows were scrunched up like she was sucking on
something sour.
She slowly started to stand,
placing her hands palm flat on her desk leaning forward, she cocked her head to
the side.
“Your Sloan’s boss?”
Now that her voice wasn’t so
shaky she sounded slightly different. More sing songy? Is that even a word? The
Sloan I know and love has a rough almost husky voice.
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