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.“I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Mr.Bentley.” I pull out of his grip, his hand falls to his side.“I think it’s a fabulous idea.What time do you get off work?” Yes, he’s persistent.“No, Mr.Bentley.I will not have dinner with you.I have plans with Heather tonight.” I don’t, really, but he doesn’t have to know that.Guess I can always make plans, cause if he finds out I’m lying, well.let’s just say I don’t want to find out what happens if he finds out I’m lying.Did that even make sense?“Tomorrow then, say six o’clock? I’ll pick you up right here.Don’t be late.” He turns to get back in the car, not waiting for an answer.“Wait!” I yell out.“What part of NO didn’t you understand, Mr.Bentley?” Here I go again with one liners from songs.“Alexandra.You know you can call me Jackson.We’ve been over this.You want me.I want you.What more is there to talk about? That kiss proves to me that I’m right and I can only imagine how uncomfortable you are going to be meeting with Tim wearing wet panties.I will see you here at six o’clock tomorrow.If you aren’t here, I will come up and get you.”And he leaves.Leaves! I get no say in this and let out a growl of frustration.Loud enough that people stop to look at me.And how does he know my panties are wet? I look back over my shoulder at my ass to see if my skirt is stuck to my ass, and thankfully it isn’t.No, No No! I have to find a way out of this.Maybe if I call out sick.No, he’ll just come to my apartment bringing chicken soup.Can’t have that either.I know, I’ll make a dentist appointment or doctor appointment and leave early.Nah, I would never get into either office that quickly.I turn angrily to head inside and slam right into Tim.Great.Can this day get any better?“Ally, you’re back.Good, let’s go up to my office and go over the dimensions.Valerie headed over to CAD to have the layout drawn up.We’ll discuss our plans and then you can go down to the Design room and pick out the fabrics and such.” He tells me as we head to the elevator.How much did he just see of that little scene on the sidewalk? Did he see Jackson kiss me? Heat rushes up my neck and burns my cheeks.“Ally, you okay? You look a little flushed.”“I’m fine.Just not feeling real well.I’ll be okay once I get cooled off.” The summer months here in Atlanta can get blistering.They don’t call it HOTlanta for nothing.Funny, it didn’t seem nearly as hot in Miami, though surely it must have been.Tim and I walk in the direction of his office, but I make a breakaway to my cubicle.“Five minutes, Al.In my office.” I nod my okay to him.I put my purse back in my desk and set my briefcase under my desk and head straight to Tim’s office.As I walk in, I see he is on the phone but he motions me in, then covering the speaker on the phone.“Close the door please.”Shit.That is becoming my new favorite word.I close the door quietly and sit down while I wait for Tim to finish his call, which thankfully doesn’t take long.Once he has set the phone in the cradle, he looks at me.And I mean, looks.Not sure what he is looking at or trying to find, but if looks could kill.well, I’d be lying on the floor in a pool of blood, moaning and twitching.“What’s the deal with you and Mr.Bentley?” Tim asks.Nice to know he doesn’t sugar coat things.Just come on out with it, I always say.“Um, to be honest.I’m not really sure.He kinda freaks me out a little.” I shyly respond.“Based on what I saw today, you two have apparently met before, am I correct?”“Yes, we have met, albeit briefly.I don’t know him very well at all.” I need to answer his questions, but I don’t want to give too much away, not knowing what he knows and all that.“Well, apparently you know him pretty well since I saw him kiss you on the sidewalk outside of the office.You do realize he is a client and relations between employees and clients are against the rules right?” He quirks an eyebrow up at me.“Yes.But in my defense, he kissed me.I did not kiss back.He seems to have this.I don’t know, infatuation maybe? Like I said, it’s creeping me out a bit.” I respond.Silence.Shit.“Spill it, Ally.I need to know what we are dealing with before we continue with the design plans.He hired us for a reason.Now I think I have figured out why.”“And why doyou think he hired us, Tim?” I said a bit sarcastically, but hey, that’s who I am.Sarcasm is my middle name.Plus, I already know the answer to the question, so If I’m going to dig my own grave, I want to be able to pick out my coffin.“You.He hired us because of you, Ally.Now, can you tell me why that is?”“Yes, I think I can.But I’m not sure I want to.” I take a deep breath and continue.“He was at the fashion show in Miami.I didn’t know who he was, but he approached me at the bar.I got away, but Heather brought him up to our room after the party.Now, he keeps coming around and he won’t take no for an answer [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.“I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Mr.Bentley.” I pull out of his grip, his hand falls to his side.“I think it’s a fabulous idea.What time do you get off work?” Yes, he’s persistent.“No, Mr.Bentley.I will not have dinner with you.I have plans with Heather tonight.” I don’t, really, but he doesn’t have to know that.Guess I can always make plans, cause if he finds out I’m lying, well.let’s just say I don’t want to find out what happens if he finds out I’m lying.Did that even make sense?“Tomorrow then, say six o’clock? I’ll pick you up right here.Don’t be late.” He turns to get back in the car, not waiting for an answer.“Wait!” I yell out.“What part of NO didn’t you understand, Mr.Bentley?” Here I go again with one liners from songs.“Alexandra.You know you can call me Jackson.We’ve been over this.You want me.I want you.What more is there to talk about? That kiss proves to me that I’m right and I can only imagine how uncomfortable you are going to be meeting with Tim wearing wet panties.I will see you here at six o’clock tomorrow.If you aren’t here, I will come up and get you.”And he leaves.Leaves! I get no say in this and let out a growl of frustration.Loud enough that people stop to look at me.And how does he know my panties are wet? I look back over my shoulder at my ass to see if my skirt is stuck to my ass, and thankfully it isn’t.No, No No! I have to find a way out of this.Maybe if I call out sick.No, he’ll just come to my apartment bringing chicken soup.Can’t have that either.I know, I’ll make a dentist appointment or doctor appointment and leave early.Nah, I would never get into either office that quickly.I turn angrily to head inside and slam right into Tim.Great.Can this day get any better?“Ally, you’re back.Good, let’s go up to my office and go over the dimensions.Valerie headed over to CAD to have the layout drawn up.We’ll discuss our plans and then you can go down to the Design room and pick out the fabrics and such.” He tells me as we head to the elevator.How much did he just see of that little scene on the sidewalk? Did he see Jackson kiss me? Heat rushes up my neck and burns my cheeks.“Ally, you okay? You look a little flushed.”“I’m fine.Just not feeling real well.I’ll be okay once I get cooled off.” The summer months here in Atlanta can get blistering.They don’t call it HOTlanta for nothing.Funny, it didn’t seem nearly as hot in Miami, though surely it must have been.Tim and I walk in the direction of his office, but I make a breakaway to my cubicle.“Five minutes, Al.In my office.” I nod my okay to him.I put my purse back in my desk and set my briefcase under my desk and head straight to Tim’s office.As I walk in, I see he is on the phone but he motions me in, then covering the speaker on the phone.“Close the door please.”Shit.That is becoming my new favorite word.I close the door quietly and sit down while I wait for Tim to finish his call, which thankfully doesn’t take long.Once he has set the phone in the cradle, he looks at me.And I mean, looks.Not sure what he is looking at or trying to find, but if looks could kill.well, I’d be lying on the floor in a pool of blood, moaning and twitching.“What’s the deal with you and Mr.Bentley?” Tim asks.Nice to know he doesn’t sugar coat things.Just come on out with it, I always say.“Um, to be honest.I’m not really sure.He kinda freaks me out a little.” I shyly respond.“Based on what I saw today, you two have apparently met before, am I correct?”“Yes, we have met, albeit briefly.I don’t know him very well at all.” I need to answer his questions, but I don’t want to give too much away, not knowing what he knows and all that.“Well, apparently you know him pretty well since I saw him kiss you on the sidewalk outside of the office.You do realize he is a client and relations between employees and clients are against the rules right?” He quirks an eyebrow up at me.“Yes.But in my defense, he kissed me.I did not kiss back.He seems to have this.I don’t know, infatuation maybe? Like I said, it’s creeping me out a bit.” I respond.Silence.Shit.“Spill it, Ally.I need to know what we are dealing with before we continue with the design plans.He hired us for a reason.Now I think I have figured out why.”“And why doyou think he hired us, Tim?” I said a bit sarcastically, but hey, that’s who I am.Sarcasm is my middle name.Plus, I already know the answer to the question, so If I’m going to dig my own grave, I want to be able to pick out my coffin.“You.He hired us because of you, Ally.Now, can you tell me why that is?”“Yes, I think I can.But I’m not sure I want to.” I take a deep breath and continue.“He was at the fashion show in Miami.I didn’t know who he was, but he approached me at the bar.I got away, but Heather brought him up to our room after the party.Now, he keeps coming around and he won’t take no for an answer [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]