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“For sure,” I replied. It wasn’t exactly beneficial to me in this game we were playing, but I knew that if the message delivered was that the bottle was from me it would take the pressure off whatever distasteful repercussions that might come from this.
“It’ll be delivered now, ma’am,” the bartender informed me, and I nodded.
However, I couldn’t look at him. I turned away while Nancy, on the other hand, crossed her legs, fluffed her curly hair, and got ready. I sighed then, and as I looked down at my arms, I truly couldn’t believe that they were now trembling.
Chapter 23
Lucien
Iwasn't happy about the intrusion, and at first, I didn't care to listen to the waiter's explanation of the delivery. But when he mentioned that the two ladies at the bar had sent it over, I was incredibly curious.
“Who?” Gregory asked, and my gaze followed the direction the waiter was indicating. One of the women waved coquettishly to us, but I didn't respond. I assessed her and was about to turn away, but there was something quite peculiar about the woman seated next to her.
“Tell them no thanks,” Gregory replied, immensely amused. “We are more than capable of buying our own drinks.”
I noticed as I watched the two women that the curly-haired one was trying to get the other to turn, but she didn't, and so I couldn't help but deliver another message to the waiter.
“Please tell them to come over for a brief greeting,” I said.
The waiter looked at Gregory due to the conflicting instructions while he turned to me in surprise. “I think it's more of a little prank or something,” I replied. “The woman in red looks quite familiar. Plus, we could use a break and some entertainment.”
“Oh, I didn't expect you to be the kind,” Gregory commented excitedly. “And of course, sure. Definitely. Please invite the women to come over briefly,” he told the waiter. “With emphasis on briefly.”
The waiter smiled and went on his way.
I watched his every movement as he relayed the message to the woman, and excitedly the curly-haired one jumped up. Her friend, however, once again was extremely difficult to coax, but soon both women rose to their feet and began to head over to us.
She was unmistakable then. My eyes roved up and down her gorgeous body, and I almost couldn’t believe that she was here. After all that we’d done, she really had the strength to get out of bed and come to a bar. They soon arrived, and this consideration was immediately wiped out of my mind, and I took her in. That red dress did something to her chest and hips that instantly made me rock hard.
My breathing came just a little bit harder as all the memories came flooding back, and then I finally lifted my gaze and met her eyes. I, however, didn't know how to approach this. Had she done this intentionally, or was this all the doing of her friend?
“Hello, Ladies,” Gregory greeted them with a huge smile, and the curly-haired woman returned it.
“Hi, I’m Nancy,” she answered in a sweet, song-like voice that, in my opinion, was much too coquettish and over the top.
My secretary, on the other hand, seemed to be a block of stone. It amused me slightly as I watched her because I truly couldn’t tell if this was how she generally was or if this entire situation was more awkward than she could bear.
I looked at her friend, who was so enthusiastic about this, and wondered if she had been dragged into it against her will.
“And you, miss?” Gregory greeted her, but his tone was a bit condescending, which I didn't miss.
I turned to him, and when I returned to her, I almost laughed. Her brows were immediately furrowed into a frown, making her look just so adorable.
“I’m S-Sophie Turner,” she greeted, and he held out his hand to offer her a handshake. She seemed reluctant to accept it, but eventually, she did, and so did her friend.
“Thank you very much for the generous gift,” he said, and then he turned to me. “Still prefer to keep working or should we take a break with these lovely women?”
I looked at her, wondering what she truly wanted, and considered playing into this game. Eventually, I had no interest in whatever this was, so I turned to Gregory and responded.
“This is my assistant, Sophie,” I told him. “And this is, I guess, a friend of yours?”
She seemed relieved at the introduction, and as her chest slightly rose and fell, my attention couldn't help but go to the fullness of the mounds.
“Oh! Your assistant?” Gregory was surprised.
“Yeah,” I replied.
“So was this arranged by you two?”
