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I cringe. That was always my least favorite part of the job.
“Did someone say fetishes?” my best friend croons. I turn around to spot Tessa standing behind me with an eager face and two lattes in her hand.
“Is one of those for me?” I ask.
Tessa pulls them closer to her chest. “Only if you tell me what type of kink I have to be into for a shot with Mr. Langfield.”
I shake my head and then nod to my door. “Come on in. I already have a coffee, so I’m not telling you anything.”
She pouts but follows behind. “Come on, help a girl out. Not all of us are having mind-blowing sex with billionaires on the regular.”
I grab Tessa by the arm and pull her into my office. “Shut up,” I whisper between gritted teeth. “I haven’t told anyone else about the…” I trail off as I shut the door behind me, hoping that Rachel didn’t just hear Tessa’s teasing.
“Oh, please, as if she doesn’t know. Your face is practically a billboard for sexual gratification. You can’t hide the hussy.”
I trip over my own two feet. “Excuse you.” Whirling around, I glare at my best friend who doesn’t look the least bit sorry.
“Anyway, I’m done talking about you. Let’s talk about me and this Langfield guy.”
I ignore her completely, instead turning on my laptop and reviewing emails while I sip my coffee. Tessa still has the other two cups, and I’m irrationally annoyed because I know she has my favorite latte in her hand. She takes alternating sips between each and smiles at me as she does.
“You’re an ass,” I say, looking away from her.
“Fine, that’s not why I came anyway. We’re going out tonight.”
I sigh. I’m exhausted. Between all the sex, and the drama, and more sex, I really just need a night to decompress. I thought tonight would be that night since Cash told me he had an event he had to go to with his brothers. “Where are we going?”
“There’s this new club that’s opening. VIP only. Practically impossible to get into.”
I stare at her. “And how’d you get an invite?”
Tessa leans closer and slides the latte to me, recognizing that I’m not going to deny her request to go out. I gulp down a big sip as I wait for her to divulge all the details.
“It’s called Black Label. The magazine got a few tickets to the grand opening. Although, I’m hearing whispers that there’s an even more exclusive part of the club that’s by invitation only.”
Trying to hide my excitement, I take another sip of coffee.
She points to my face and circles with her finger. “What is going on with your face?”
I hum into my coffee. “What?”
“Grace Kensington, tell me right now!”
I laugh. “Cash might have mentioned that he and his brothers are going to a new club. Just wondering if it’s the same spot.”
Tessa shimmies her shoulders. “Oh, it totally is. That’s it. It’s decided, we are going shopping.”
I sit back in my chair. “I have work to do, T.”
“This is work. You are going to an exclusive club filled with rich men. It’s like hunting season for you.”
I laugh, and I have to admit, I feel the rush of excitement over her observation. “Fine. We’ll go shopping. But later. I have stuff to do.”
“Fine,” she relents, finally standing up and moving to my door. “I’ll meet you at three.”
I roll my eyes and wave her forward. “See you then.”
Reading over Langfield’s profile, I pencil in notes between taking bites of my sandwich. It feels like I’m finally settling into my new position. I am really taking over this business and life is going back to normal. New client, that I don’t want to date, working through lunch, and to top it all off, I am now having mind-blowing sex with my perfect boyfriend on the regular.
