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“Kate, they’re into some freaky weird shit. I heard Elsa saying Tanner wears his own lingerie!”
They both gasp and giggle in shock.
The elevators doors close, and I smile. Mission accomplished.
Chapter 14
Tanner
Damn, I’m feeling good.
Riding high on endorphins and drunk on tequila, I feel like I can conquer the world; even though what I’m really interested in is conquering her, the fucking woman who hasn’t stopped teasing me since I paraded into her office this morning.
Our impromptu lunch was supposed to be a friendly one—no strings attached. Instead, it turned into an all-day tour of Mexico’s finest agave. One celebratory shot blurred into three, and the day turned quickly into night.
But I’m not complaining. I had Elsa to myself and tequila to wash her down with. It’s been a great fucking afternoon and evening.
And now, we’re continuing this lunch back at my place. This day couldn’t get any fucking better.
I smile as I watch her stride in front of me, swaying her hips like she’s walking a runway. Once a model, always a model. And like always, I’m mesmerized by her.
The way she moves is like a fucking angel—yeah, the pun doesn’t escape me. She glides with such grace and little effort, and it looks like she is floating on fucking air. She always has and continues to own a pure exquisiteness that is undoubtedly one of the most alluring sights I’ve ever seen.
I’m not the only who’s affected by her presence. I watch both men and women do a double-take as we pass them. She makes anything and everything her damn runway, forcing heads to gawk at her.
“Could you imagine wearing your red corset?” she asks, slightly slurring her words.
The out-of-the-blue question distracts me from her show, and it takes a minute for me to respond. “What the hell?”
She laughs, a whole-hearted belly laugh, and I smile in response. Her amusement is contagious.
“Why in the hell would I wear a corset? I definitely don’t need one.” I look down, waving my hands over my body to show her the goods.
She rolls her eyes. “I can picture it now. You look quite dashing if I do say so myself. It looks even better on the floor of my office though.”
She winks, and I can tell she’s feeling extra good.
I grab her waist and pull her to my side.
“Well, who am I to deny a girl what she wants?” I smirk my most charming smile, and her eyes light up in delight and then shock.
She couldn’t get me in women’s lingerie if she fucking paid me to do it, but what can I say? I like it when my woman is enjoying herself, so I play along.
“I’m sure Monique would love to see it as well.”
“What?” I stop walking and let her go.
She turns around to look at me but doesn’t do anything. She only shrugs her shoulders and continues to take a jaunt down the street.
Though I’m still confused by what she meant by that, my care gradually dissipates as we enter my building and ride up the elevator to my floor. I’m sure whatever she’s talking about isn’t as important as what’s happening right now: her coming home with me.
The elevator comes to an abrupt stop, and Elsa slightly stumbles when she makes her way out the doors. I grab onto her waist from behind and gently guide her through the foyer.
“How’s that tequila treating you?” I ask her sensually.
“Hmmm, it feels great.” She tilts her head back toward me, and grabs onto my hands. “You know I can walk by myself.”
Her quick wit is back in record time.
