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Dmitri turns to regard me with raised eyebrows. “My, how quickly the honeymoon ends, eh?”
Smirking, I whack him with the new mockup prints that I’ve been poring over all evening. “I’m just saying, you don’t really need me there, do you? This is just another stodgy dinner for your hoity-toity clientele.”
“Which is exactly why I need you there,” he retorts. “They’re all a bunch of boring snobs and having you on my arm would make tonight infinitely more interesting.”
“Well, I am oodles of fun but—” I gesture to my stomach. “—I’m also very pregnant. Not to mention that I need to go over this mockup properly before it’s pitched to Madison Montgomery tomorrow.”
“You’ve already been through it a dozen times.”
“And yet count me in for number thirteen, because I’m still not satisfied. It needs to be perfect. Mrs. Montgomery demands?—”
“Fuck Madison Montgomery,” he interrupts. “I need my wife tonight.”
Argh, this stubborn bastard. He knows the magic words and he’s not afraid to use them. “I don’t know anyone there,” I complain, even though I already know I’m gonna cave any second now.
“Yes, you do. You were my secretary for a while before things changed.”
“P.A.,” I correct indignantly. “And that was different. I was your subordinate; I was part of the rank-and-file. And now, suddenly, I’m on your arm and wearing clothes that are more expensive than theirs are? They won’t like it.”
His eyes narrow dangerously. “I don’t give a fuck what they like. This is not about them. I want to show you off tonight.”
“Can you show me off when I don’t look like a hippo that just swallowed another hippo?”
Dmitri grabs my arm and pulls me to my feet. “How about I make you a deal?” he whispers into my ear. “For every hour you’re out with me tonight, I’ll give you an orgasm for your troubles.”
I scowl at him, even as shivers skitter down my spine. “You fight dirty.”
“You haven’t seen the half of it.”
Chewing on my inner cheek, I glance down at my mockups. Things have gone well so far. I’ve even managed to earn Jackson Mitchell’s respect. I mean, to the extent that he at least doesn’t purse his lips every single time I so much as open my mouth. It’s really got me motivated to see this project through.
But Dmitri’s right: I can stand to stop working for one night.
And when you dangle a carrot like that in front of me…
“Oh, alright,” I concede. “I’ll come.”
“Yes, you will indeed.” He grins and presses a heart-racing kiss into the hollow of my collarbone. “Get ready. We leave soon.”
I stuff all my work back into the respective colored folders and then head to our bedroom to change. Dmitri has been sending daily couriers to stock my wardrobe, so there’s no shortage of options to choose from, each item more stunning than the last.
I opt for a black, shimmery dress with thin shoulder straps and a sexy leg slit. From the side, I look closer to five months pregnant than nine, which I’ll take as a minor victory. I pick a pair of sexy yet sensible nude platforms, add some brief touches of makeup, and of course my favorite piece of jewelry—the rose pendant with the bee on the seventh petal—and boom, my look feels complete.
When I appear at the elevators, Dmitri lets out a low whistle. “You look good enough to eat.”
I roll my eyes to hide my blush. “No need to lay it on that thick, mister. I’ve already agreed to come with you. Quit while you’re ahead.”
Chuckling, we take the elevator down hand in hand and make our way towards the hulking vehicle waiting for us outside the tower. “Pavel’s driving us?”
Dmitri nods. “I was planning to, but then I had a last-minute change of heart.”
“How come?”
He gives me a suggestive smile. “You’ll see.” On that mysterious note, he escorts me into the back seat of the car and gets in himself. “Take us to the Four Seasons, Pavel,” he orders as he buckles us in. Then he pushes a button on the side and the partition wall goes up, separating us from the driver’s cabin and from the world around us.
“What’s going on?” I can hear my pulse, my breathing, every rustle of fabric.
Dmitri grabs me around the waist and pulls me against him. “Just showing you that I’m a man of my word.” Then he sticks his tongue in my ear and slides his hand up my skirt.
