beautiful?” My skin is tingling from his whispered question. The soft caress of his breath on my ear sends tingles throughout my body.
“I’ll have a frozen margarita, please.” Okay, I’m trying to be classy. I’ve never had one so I’m not sure what it will taste like. Mr. Lynn places our drink order and asks the bartender to bring them over to a booth. I turn around to tell Tracy that we are moving to a booth, but I can’t find her. I look around me and she’s nowhere in sight. I tell myself I will catch up with her later and follow Mr. Lynn. Mr. Lynn stops at a booth in the corner with a ‘reserved’ sign placed on the table and takes a seat. I’m really nervous as I sit across from him. He keeps looking at me with his intense green eyes and he doesn’t fail in hypnotizing me. After five minutes of silence, the waiter comes across with our drinks. Finally something to do I tell myself, and I take a sip of my frozen margarita. It tastes beautiful and I have to stop myself from drinking it all down in one go.
“So, Miss Connor, what brought you out tonight? To this nightclub?” He shocks me by breaking the silence.
“Please, call me Annabelle,” I blurt.
Mr. Lynn smirks and takes a sip of his beer. “Okay Annabelle,” he chuckles and takes another sip of his beer. “Then, in that case, you should call me Joshua but, of course, not in the office.” He laughs and I laugh with him before replying, “Of course Joshua, and to answer your question, I came out tonight because my best friend Tracy dragged me out for a girl’s night, but I can’t seem to locate her now.”
“Well, maybe you should just stay right here and keep me company?” he asks in his husky voice.
This is my new boss.
I can’t flirt with him!
It would be wrong and I don’t want to have that kind of reputation. Before I can reply, the waiter appears with two shots of tequila.
“Where did these come from?” I ask the waiter. “From the woman at the bar, miss. She insisted I bring them over and to continue bringing them.” I look over toward the bar and see Tracy grinning and winking at me while raising her own shot in the air. Joshua and I both laugh.
“Well, it would be rude not to,” I giggle.
“Let’s make a toast. Let’s toast to your new job at my firm, and to a great working partnership.” He smiles and raises his glass. I raise mine and clink with his and toast to my new job. I just hope nothing goes wrong because I don’t want to jeopardize my position at Lynn Publishing.
Time flies by and it’s about 11.30 p.m. and I’m getting really tired. I can’t remember how many shots I’ve ended up having, but I’m suddenly plastered on the same side of the booth as Joshua. Our thighs are touching and every touch is sending shock waves throughout my body. He’s eyeing me seductively through heavy hooded eyes and I’m craving for him to touch me. Just one little kiss, one little touch from his hand. He glides his hand along my thigh and I shiver at his touch. Slow, soft strokes along my thigh are sending me into a frenzy. I’m trying to remember that this is my boss, but my head isn’t thinking because it feels so damn good. I lean in, craving just one simple kiss, but he abruptly pulls away and takes his hand from my thigh.
“It’s getting late, maybe I should get you a cab.” He looks uncertain and he’s trying hard not to make eye contact.
“Sure that would be great.” I get up swaying all over the place. Joshua puts his big, strong arm around my waist to help me up. “I should probably tell Tracy that I’m off home.” I look around and spot her by the bar with her tongue down a guy’s throat. I tell myself I will text her later when I’m at home. She always ends up with some random guy, so it’s no different. Joshua calls us a cab and we wait outside with him holding me up. I can feel the heat from his hand on my stomach and it’s creating a whirling sensation of butterflies.