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“Yes you do,” she said. “I know you do. I don’t know how you did it, but whatever you said to that guy, you got him to not only give me the discount that I asked for, but he even delivered the furniture for free. He thanked me twice for sending you over to talk to him, which I didn’t do, by the way. You were the one who said that you were going to go over, and I wasn’t even sure that you did.”
“Slow down there,” I said with a laugh. “You mean he brought in the furniture for you?”
“And he gave me the discount, and he waived the delivery fee!” she said again.
The beaming smile on her face was enough of a thanks in itself, and I could hardly stand myself. I wanted to grab her and pull her into me, kissing her senseless. The sexual tension that had been building between us for the past few days was getting to a point it was hard for me to ignore, but I wasn’t going to be the one to do anything about it.
This woman was my client, after all.
I could use that to my own advantage when I wanted to, but when it came down to something like that, it was professional all the way. Not that I wouldn’t have sex with her in a heartbeat if that’s what she wanted, but I wasn’t going to be the one to bring it up. That just wasn’t the way I did things.
No matter how drop dead gorgeous my client happened to be.
“All I said was that he was going to get a lot more money in the long run if he would just take the hit now. It’s not like it’s even that much of a hit with how much he’s selling. He’s not losing money on the deal. He’s just not making as much money as he could,” I said with a shrug.
“I guess I should have focused more on that aspect with him when I talked to him about it. I was more upset with the fact that he wanted to make more money than he already was, and it was really getting under my skin that he did. When we started talking about it that way, I guess you could say that he just didn’t see things from any other angle except he wasn’t going to be getting as much money as he wanted from me if he gave me the discount.”
“That’s why I went in and showed him the numbers. You have to talk business with someone like that from the angle that you want him to get the most money out of this situation as possible. You could tell that he was worried he was going to wind up losing a lot more than he really was. When I pointed out to him that he wasn’t going to be losing any money at all, but he would be making more, he was all about it,” I explained.
“I really do appreciate it,” she told me. “Really. I don’t know how to tell you thank you for what you’ve done for me here. I was pretty sure I was going to have to talk to my boss about this and he was going to talk to the client, or it was going to go the other way. Either way things went with that, I was sure I was going to be the one who was screwed in the end.”
“I’m glad I could help,” I told her. “I mean that. You deserve this promotion and all that other shit you said you were going to get from this, and it really wasn’t fair that you had to be the one to take it when it was just a matter of miscommunication and greed.”
“Thank you,” she said again. “I’m going to buy you dinner, and I don’t care what you have to say about it. You saved my ass here, and I want to show you just how much I appreciate it.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” I said with a grin.
We headed over to the restaurant, and she was adamant that I order from the top of the menu. There were some things on the menu that were far above what I would normally get, especially if someone else was the one paying for the meal. But, she was insistent. She wanted me to get just what I wanted, and she didn’t want me to hold back.
Almost as if to prove to me she wanted me to get anything at all, she also went with some of the most expensive dishes that were available.
“I want to go for all of it,” she said. “Appetizers, drinks, you name it.”
“Fair enough,” I told her. “But you really don’t have to go to all this effort for me, you know? I’m glad I was able to help you out with what you were doing, but I didn’t do it so you would then have to thank me like this. I did it because I care about you and your job, and if there is something that I can do that will make things go better for you, then I’m happy to do it.”
“I know that, but this is a special night, I guess for more things than just what you did for me today,” she said.
“Oh?” I asked. I wasn’t at all sure of what she was talking about, and I hoped she would elaborate.
“It is,” she said. “Because there was a part of me that wanted to, I don’t know, ask you to come back to my room with me after dinner. I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I just feel like there’s this connection between us and I really want to explore it more.”
My eyes widened when I caught onto what she was saying to me. There was no way she had to feel like she was thanking me for what I had done for her with sex. On the other hand, I wasn’t going to turn down the chance to have sex with her, either. The sexual tension between us was so heavy, I could almost feel it weighing down on my shoulders.
And it seemed she felt the same way.
I hadn’t genuinely considered that we would wind up sleeping together on this trip, but I was already getting hard at the thought of it.
“You know I’m not going to tell you no, but I’m also going to point out that me coming to your room isn’t a big enough deal for you to have to buy such a nice dinner to celebrate the event. I mean, I know I’m good at what I do, but I don’t want your expectations to be above what you’re going to get, if you know what I mean.”
She grinned at me a mischievous grin that was more than I could have asked for.
It was enough to make my pants grow so tight, it was almost painful. The way she looked at me made me feel like I really was a hunter who had found something so wild I could barely contain it. She was wild. I felt that, and I couldn’t wait to get my hands all over her tight little ass.
“That’s not the entire reason why this is a special night,” she said.
“Oh, then please tell me why you find this to be so special,” I told her. “Because I’m not sure your expectations of what you find in my pants are going to match up with reality.”
“I’m a virgin,” she replied, her tone as simple as if she had just told me what the weather was.
