I warred with myself because I worked on the weekends. I had two shifts to pull at the restaurant but I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to see him again.
“Umm, I’m not sure.”
“If you’re busy, I understand. Just let me know.”
“No, I would love to hang out with you this weekend.”
“Great, I’ll email you the details this evening and talk to you soon.”
“Looking forward to it.”
We hung up and I tried to keep myself from shrieking. I looked in the mirror and smiled. My day was going pretty damn well and I deserved to celebrate. Then I thought to myself that I needed to go shopping. I couldn’t go on a business trip with the clothes that I had. I had to look hot the entire time.
I vowed not to mess up the experience this time and I hoped that our weekend would be filled with great conversation and more amazing sex.
*
“I can’t believe you’re really about to leave for the weekend.” Jessica said.
I grinned, “I know, right. Seems a bit surreal but I’m so looking forward it.”
“Just remember everything that I told you. This is a work trip for him. You’re there to make sure that he looks good in front of his colleagues and to relax him behind closed doors.”
“Ugh, Jessica. You make it sound like I’m pretty woman.”
“Well technically…”
“I don’t want to hear it. I want to go and have a good time. I know how to act in public so you don’t have to prep me. I’m not stupid.”
“Clearly you aren’t stupid. I’m just trying to make sure that he wants to bring you on future trips. You have to be more than a pretty face. You have to be a demure and intelligent pretty face. Smile, nod, collect business cards and charm the people that he’s interested in doing with. Keep the other women company while the men talk business. You want to get the women out of the way so that he can do business.”
“Okay.” I said in annoyance. “How about you just help me make sure I have everything packed.”
“We’ve done it twice already. You’re good. Now stop stressing out.”
She was right. I’d packed and unpacked twice just to make sure that I had everything. I was filled with nervous energy and I spoke to Vincent every day since he’d called.
“I know I’m tripping. I need to calm the hell down.”
“When is he coming?”
“He’s sending a driver to come and get me and I’m meeting him at the airport.”
“Have fun in Dallas darlin'.”
“That’s the plan. What are you doing this weekend?”
“I’m meeting someone new tonight, and hanging out with Steve tomorrow.”
“The men that you have aren’t good enough?”
“I didn’t have plans this evening and I have to hedge my bets. I don’t sit around waiting on a man to decide if he’s through with me. I always have a fish on the hook.” she winked.
I shook my head and was jarred when I heard the honking outside. I looked out the window and saw a black car sitting outside, “I guess it’s time for me to go.”
“Make sure that the driver helps you from the door to the car with your bags. You’re a lady.”
“I’m a lady that can take care of myself.”