Page 30 of Game Changer

She waits as our food is placed on the table. Overflowing club sandwiches and fries, and they smell divine.

“The meeting I had with her went well. She suggested some great things for the pole dancing classes that will make a huge impact on our profits. And then she suggested giving a cocktail making class here once a week. I have two guys who work here on the weekends, and they can do what you just did. You know all that flamboyant glass and bottle tossing. And they’re good at the chemistry of the cocktails. They’d be great teachers. She also said it would be great to offer as a party package. I had never even thought about anything like that for this place. I know it would be a great experience. And it wouldn’t cost me much to run but it could make a good profit. What do you think?” She picks up her fork and spears a piece of lettuce.

“That’s a great idea. You should make her your business development manager. Sounds like she has a good head for it.”

“Nope. Already asked her. She’s happy doing what she does. I’m not going to push her, but she will be well rewarded for giving me these ideas. And if she wants to continue to give me ideas for these businesses then I’ll be happy to take them. It obviously shows she’s dedicated and wants us to keep thriving.”

We eat and chat, falling into the same easy conversation we always have. I get a warm glow inside listening to her talk about all her achievements. I’m sorry I wasn’t here to see it all unfold.

“I’m so proud of you Zar. Every time I look at these places and how far you’ve come it makes me smile. And you know what’s even better about it? You did all this on your own. You don’t need to thank anyone for getting you here. You’re a damn superwoman.”

I sit back and throw my napkin on the plate. I can see why this place is popular. The food is wonderful and the atmosphere even better.

“Hmm, thank you. It’s nice having you here. I have to get started on a hunt for a new manager for this place. I’m going to give an agency I work with sometimes a call and get a temp in while I attempt to fill this position. I’ll meet you at the hotel in about an hour and we’ll get you moved in.”

She stands and stacks our plates and cutlery and tidies up the table.

“Okay I’ll see you later. I need to head down to London tomorrow to start the TV and radio circuit. I’m not looking forward to it. I’ll miss you.”

She smiles at me and pulls me in close. “I’m going to miss you too, but it’ll make seeing each other again on Monday that much more special. I have a flight booked for six am, so I’ll be with you for around eight or nine in the morning.”

“Brilliant, you can come with me when we do the BBC radio interviews. You might even meet a famous person or two.”

She drops her hand between us and skims my cock over my jeans making me jump.

“You’re all the famous people I need,” she whispers and walks away swinging her sexy as fuck hips and long blonde hair. She leaves me a wound-up ball of frustration. If we get any moving in done later, it’ll be a miracle.

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