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“I need to talk to you about something and that takes precedence. They were just talking bullshit. They’re lucky I had something else that required my attention more at the moment.” I reach into my pocket and pull out my wallet. “I need you to do something for me.”
“Of course, anything. That’s why I’m here.” She tries to move again, probably trying to find that line between my assistant and the woman I’m sleeping with but I hold her steady.
“So, you see I already got my assistant something for Christmas, but in the last week our relationship has…” I rub my lip, trying to find the best word, “changed. So, I don’t think the gift I got her is really appropriate.” I open my wallet and pull out a black American Express card. “Do you think you can go pick something out for her? Spare no expense, I’mcrazyabout her.”
She looks at the card and then back to me, realizing what I want her to do. “Wes…”
“Miss Graham,” I respond, using the voice I haven’t used on her since the first time I kissed her.
“Wes, you don’t have to—”
“Mr. Beckham.”
She glares at me. “Oh, it’s Mr. Beckham, now? You do realize I’m still seated in your lap?”
I pull my glasses off and slide them on the desk in front of us. “Miss Graham, this is your job. Are you telling me you can’t do this?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. “I’m telling you that you don’t have to do this.”
I know that.“But I want to and Ican.Let me spoil you.”
She looks at the credit card and pulls it gently from my fingers then turns her gaze back to me. “I don’t want you to think this is necessary to keep me…interested.”
I nod. “Yes, I know. I’m aware my dick does that plenty.”
She runs her hands through my hair and presses a kiss to my lips. “It’s not just your dick.”
I smile. “My sparkling personality does it, huh?”
She scrunches her nose. “I was going to say the dimples. The personality is a hit or miss.” She gives me a cheeky smile and I glare at her before lifting her off my lap and landing a slap on her ass. “Fine, I’ll go. Can you give me a budget?” She spins the card around her fingers and I lean back in my chair, wanting to tell her no, but knowing that won’t go over well.
Fuck it. Let’s see.“I don’t want to give you a number. Buy whatever you want.”
She puts her hands on her hips and my dick jumps in response like it wants its own chance to convince her. “A number or I’m not going.”
I slide my glasses back on my face already irritated that I have to get back on this call and I can’t go with her. “Fine. Five hundred thousand. But if you want to go over—”
“Oh my God, I will absolutely not go over that,” she shrieks.
“Try,” I command as I open up my laptop.
She lets out a sigh of defeat and holds the card up between her fingers staring at it before shooting me a devilish look. “Five hundred thousand, huh? Can we go shopping in Paris?”
Now there’s an idea.Thoughts of making love to her in my favorite city in the world and hearing her speak French makes my dick thicken in my slacks and my heart race.
Wait, did I just say make love?
“Name the day.” I pull up my calendar and look for a window when I could take a few days to go to Paris. “As a matter of fact, do you want to leave straight from here? We’ll have a few days and I can have you back home in time for Christmas,” I tell her. “Say the word.”
Her mouth drops open and she blinks her eyes at me. “You are insane.”
I’m out of my chair, crossing the room and then I have her in my arms. “You said you want to go, and I want to take you. I can finally hear you put that French minor to use.”
She gasps. “You remembered that?”
I lift her off her feet so that we’re at eye level. “I thought I made it pretty clear that I have been very aware of you since you started. I remember everything in regards to you.”
It’s about three-thirty when I finally finish all the work I’m doing for the day. I pull up my credit card app just to make sure she’s actually shopping and I’m impressed to see that she’s actually buying some things. I’ve seen the way she dresses; I know Raegan has expensive taste and I’m happy to indulge her.
