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I’d be hugely disappointed if you did. But you know I enjoy giving pleasure. It’s what I do
Krasavitsa
You’re very smooth, Mr. Petrov
Me
I’m very good at a lot of things
She keeps me waiting for ten more minutes.
Every minute that passes, is earning her time on my lap. Not that she knows that.
Finally, she emerges.
By now, I’m outside, leaning against the door of the limo as she approaches, shaking her head as she gets closer.
“A limo?”
I smile. “Hello, Imogen. Lovely to see you again.”
She smiles, but it’s tentative. “I see you don’t do anything by halves.”
“You look beautiful.” She’s wearing a dark navy dress, stockings, low heels and the same trench coat from the other night. Her hair is still in a high top knot, and fuck me if she isn’t still wearing those glasses.
I like how she listens.
“I had three minutes to get ready.”
I laugh. “Please.” I open the door for her, gesturing her inside as I wave my driver away.
She climbs in and I don’t even hide the fact I’m staring at her ass.
Once inside, I sit on the same seat as her. It’s not like we don’t have the room to spread out but that defeats the purpose. I like being close to her.
“You said you’d give me a day to think about the job.”
“No. If I’m not mistaken, you asked me and I told you about some of my company's benefits.”
“How come every time you say that, I’m imagining you’re talking about something else.”
I chagrin. “Maybe you just have a dirty mind?”
“Maybe you just have a dirty mouth?”
This time I chuckle. “You just think you have me all figured out, don’t you, Imogen?”
I dust the loose strands back off her face, my fingers brushing her neck ever so slightly as her breath hitches. What I’d give to have those lips on me once more.
“No. In fact, I think I don’t know the first damn thing about you.”
The vehicle begins to move and I settle back against the seat, spreading my arm around the back of her, my legs parting.
“What do you want to know?”
She straightens her spine. “Well, I know why you’re in Seattle, what I don’t know is why you go around pretending to be a male prostitute.”
I wrinkle my nose. “I hate that word. Escort is so much more pleasing.”
