Page 9 of Her Cocky Client
Chapter5
Nick
“You can’t be serious,”I tell the receptionist.
Her sunny facade flickers. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry, but all flights out of JFK have been canceled.”
I run my hands through my hair as I brainstorm some alternatives. “And there really isn’t a taxi or private limo service that will come outhere?”
“We’ve been trying all afternoon, Mr. Marshall. It’s not possible until the weather clears.”
“Damnit.”
The receptionist flinches. It’s clear to me that she’s been on the receiving end of a lot of pissed off hotel guests.
“Thanks,” I mutter, turning away. No point in being a totaldick.
Standing beside the Christmas tree, I pull my phone out and open my Uber app. It’s no use. There are zero drivers in the area. It’s the same with Lyft. I’m stuckhere.
With no transportation and nothing to do until this weather system passes, I give myself a challenge that involves me, an apology, Lily’s bare ass underneath my fingers, and my tongue deep in her cunt. I can handle the caustic attitude and her resentment that she’s no competition for myfirm.
I put my phone away and stare at a glistening tree ornament, debating. The red orb catches and throws light back out. Silent Night plays on. A family laughs in the corner of the foyer. It’s still three days till Christmas, no matter where I am and no matter what’s happening. It’s still a shitty time to spend alone.
I’m sure Lily will at least agree tothat.
I find her in the same place I left her, the only thing different is the wine bottle is now empty, and she’s working on a second one. Her eyes roll at the sight ofme.
“Back so soon?” she quips.
I sit next to her. “How about we start over? We’re both stuck here. Let’s make the most of it. I’d say dinner is a great way for me to extend an olive branch How aboutit?”
The corner of her mouth twitches. Not waiting for her answer, I pick up my menu. She stays. We order dinner and sit uncomfortably for a couple of minutes.
“You’re cute when you’re irate,” I tellher.
Lily narrows her eyes at me. “I see right throughyou.”
“Don’t hate me because you jumped to conclusions about the meeting with Forer.”
“This has nothing to do with Forer. It has to do with you being a smug, bastard with a cocky attitude.”
I open my mouth to keep rubbing her the wrong way, but dinner arrives. I’m starving. We keep the talk to a minimum. We barely speak, but when we do, I’m the one initiating. Lily maintains her animosity with me up until she finishes her meal, which is when she promptly throws her napkin on the table and gets to herfeet.
“Thank you for the meal, Nick. Have a good evening.”
I sign the bill to my room. “I’ll make sure you get there safely,” I tease.
I expect some resistance, but it’s not there as I follow her out of the dining room and through the foyer in the direction of her room. My cock stirs. Lily is still the finest piece I’ve had in a long time. It’s a shame such a superb connection is wasted just because she’s bummed about a canceled meeting.
“You know, I can tell that you want me to help get things off your mind,” I suggest in complete seriousness.
“Oh my God,” she growls, speedingup.
At her door, she spins around to face me straight on. “Let’s forget about what happened, all right? It was a mistake.”
“Sure. It was a mistake that we stopped when did, just because we’re professionals, and Forer is not.” I raise my eyebrows. “The way I see it, we owe it to ourselves to not let Tapped get the best ofus.”
She lets out a laugh. “So, what you’re saying is I should sleep with you to stick it to Tapped.”
