“Hey, Cecilia.I’m going to take my fifteen.”She comes out from behind her desk looking prettier than I remember and shorter out of her heels.I follow her outside, catching a glimpse of our reflection in the window.I look like a fucking giant standing next to her.
“What are you doing here?”
“Wanted to check in and make sure that asswipe wasn’t giving you any trouble.”
“Thoughtful.”She smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes, and I wonder what I did to offend her.
“Babe.”
“Call me Gwynee.”She takes a few steps down the street.
We walk half a block in silence before I break it.“What crawled up your ass?”
“I can assure you there’s nothing up my ass.”
“Maybe there needs to be.I can arrange that.”
“I’ve got to get back to work soon.”
“You stood me up.”
“You left money on my nightstand like I was a woman of the night.”
I snort.“I told you to buy some riding boots because I wanted to take you for a ride.I don’t have to pay for pussy.I do just fine in that regard.”
“So I’ve heard.”She folds her arms across her chest, pushing her tits up, having no damn clue what the sight is doing to me.
“You jealous?”
“No.I’m just not going to join your harem.”
“You think I have a harem?”
“Don’t you?”
“I’ve got friends who are women I fuck when the mood strikes me.They know the score.”
“Yeah.No thank you.”
“Did I ask you to be one of those friends?”
She sputters, shock evident with her gaping mouth.“Well…no.”
“Have dinner with me.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“It’s one meal.”
“I’m not ready to get involved with anyone.”
“I’m asking you to share a meal with me, not marry me.”
“You’re not going to take no for an answer, are you?”
“Now you’re catching on.You don’t realize it yet, baby, but soon enough you will.I’m going to show you how a real man treats a woman.”
“A real man, hmm.And these other women.Will they be sharing a meal with us, too?”