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"Go with the red. It screams 'have me on this fucking table.' It's perfect." James advised.
"No, the black says, 'eat me out from the back' it's obvious." Mariana argued back.
I sat between them pouting. Eight was fast approaching. And they have been arguing for at least twenty minutes.
When Zach came back from getting me a cup of coffee, I put on the most pitiful face I could. And tell him.
"I can't take it anymore Zach, I need to rest. There's a limit to what coffee can do apparently. I need to sleep so I can be on my hundred percent soon."
He nodded.
"I'll tell them you needed the break. I'm sure they can handle a few more hours without you. Just make sure you have finished all the urgent ones for now."
I had nodded and thanked him so many times. He must have felt so sorry for me that he called a cab and actually paid for it. I took the cab straight to the hair dressers. And got myself two pairs of lingerie. A black and a red, to match the two dresses I had stuffed into my wardrobe.
And now the girls were wasting my time while arguing. After I lied to Zach for the extra time. I was just sitting on my vanity chair in front of the mirror. My make up was done. My hair done. But I wasn't dressed yet, because the girls couldn't come to a conclusion.
"The red. It makes her lip pop." Sara said from the door. We haven't spoken since the day we fought about Adam. I guess she was here because I wasn't after Adam.
"I'm sorry Mariana but the red has my vote." Quinn voiced.
And that was how I was wearing the red and fiddling with my earrings before my phone rang. The caller ID showed Kennedy.
"He's here " I tell them.
"Knock him out!" Mariana hollored before I crossed the threshold of the door.
I walked down the stairs in the red heeled shoes I had gotten a few months ago. I didn't want him to come upstairs so I try my best to walk down with the shoes.
I come to a sudden halt when I see him on the stairs. He looked so clean cut. His hair was slicked backwards, his stubble disappeared completely. He was completely breath taking.
He wore a suit that fitted his huge frame. He looked all business like. His eyes ran over what I was wearing. It was a slip dress that went to my feet, but a slit ran from the toes of my right leg up to my mid thigh. It hugged my figure so perfectly that it seemed like a second skin. The neckline dipped so low most of my cleavage were on display. And the look on his face made it very worth it.
He looked like he sucked in his breath and couldn't breathe anymore. He bit his lower lip in an attempt to stop him from touching me I guess.
The way his eyes roamed over me hungrily made me shiver with want. The evening barely started I wanted him to touch me everywhere. I wanted him to explore every crevice of my body. I wanted him to find new places on my body that I never knew existed.
"Hey." He greeted.
His voice was breathy, and very sexy. I wanted the voice to say my name while he did wonders to my body with his hands.
"Hi." I greeted back.
My voice was not better than his, mine was needy. But he didn't seem to care because his eyes were glued to my lips.
If my apartment wasn't so raggedy, I would have taken him upstairs and gobbled him up so bad that the only thing he would be saying with his breathy voice was my name.
"You didn't wait for me at the car." I say randomly.
The air in the raggedy staircase felt like someone had sucked it out.
"Couldn't. I couldn't wait to see you."
If I wasn't already floored, that statement had me carpeted. Flat on the floor.
"We should go before I cream the entire staircase." I was suddenly feeling bold.
His eyes darken as I say that. God, you'd think the man couldn't get any sexier.
"Yeah, I'm this close to taking you against the rails."
He pinced his fore finger and thumb together so much that there was no space between them.
"I'd love to get railed by the rails." I say lowly.
His eyes twinkled with lust, but he held himself back last minute.
"Why don't I feed you meat first before giving you my meat?"
I had to bite my lip to stop the groan that almost spilled out. I was serious when I said I was creaming. I was edging from hearing just his voice, and we weren't even doing anything yet.
He gives me his elbow and I take it graciously. We start to walk down the stairs. And I can't explain how wobbly my feet felt just by having him next to me. I felt his body heat radiate even from beneath his suit. It rubbed against my bare arm and I almost touched myself right now, just to take off some of the building tension.
I took in a whiff of his cologne, it smelled delicious. Maybe because it was something I started to use to associate with him but it smelled heavenly. I felt my core pulsate. What did this man do to me?
"We are having steak?" I ask him even when he had told me earlier. Just to make small talk that would distract me from thinking of how much I wanted him to stuff his face between my thighs.
"Yeah, I took recommendations from Cam, I hope it's half as good as he made it out to be." He says as he opens the door of the front passenger seat for me.
I chuckle. But I was certain didn't hear me. He was turning around to get into the driver's side.
"To the world's best steak house." He announced. Probably quoting his best friend.
That was not the only world best I was hoping to get tonight.
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