“No.” We sit in a comfortable silence for a moment when his phone rings.
“Excuse me, this will only take a moment.” He leaves me sitting in his office alone giving me the perfect opportunity to check out my surroundings.
I begin to notice a pattern as I glance around. There are seven pillows on his small sofa, seven pens lying on his desk, and seven paintings on the wall. Weird.
Parker isn’t pleased with whoever is on the other end of the phone. I can’t exactly make out what he is saying, but the words ‘get rid of him’ are spoken, along with ‘it’s costing me too much to let it slide this time.’
Royce’s warning sounds in my head but is shoved to the back of my mind at the sound of the door opening.
Parker returns from his call, trying to hide the irritation on his face. “I hate being interrupted when in the company of someone so beautiful.”
I blush.
He looks amused and licks his lips. The way his tongue darts out and over his kissable lips makes my nipples hard.
“I have one of our bikinis for you. If you don’t mind changing, I’d like to see you in it.”
I nod while wondering if he’d like to see me out of it too.
Parker shows me to his private bath that is located inside his office. “I won’t be long.” I hurriedly do a once over of the room. It is the fanciest bathroom that I have ever seen in an office, not that I have visited many. He has all the necessary accommodations. A shower, commode, sink and even a small closet containing spare clothing.
I can’t help but imagine the reasons why he would need a shower.
I take the tiny scrap of black material from the Lucky 7 tote bag he handed me a moment ago.
I shimmy out of my dress, then I trade my bra and panties for what Parker thinks is a bikini. Thank goodness I shave my pussy or I would be seriously embarrassed. This suit leaves nothing to the imagination. The bottoms aren’t a thong, but they might as well be. My big tits are spilling out of the top of the small cups.
I feel so exposed, but when I peer at my reflection in the mirror, I have to admit all my hard work and dedication has paid off. I look sexy. My thighs are thick but muscular. My ass looks perky and tight. My tits have some wicked cleavage going on.
With a deep breath I exit the bathroom, trying not to appear nervous. If I want to do this professionally I have to get over my fear. This is one man, at the fights there will be hundreds.
A loud whistle pierces my ears as Parker takes me in. I swallow hard when he tells me to spin and show him the full view.
I hear a hiss leave his lips before I turn to face him. He walks around me, mentally stripping the bikini from my shapely form.
“I have to say I’m impressed. I’ve bene following you on social media. You’ve worked hard and its paid off.”
I want to be happy with his compliment, but it also means he knows I was overweight before.
“I think we could make a great team and really get Lucky 7 on the map. Your story—the media will love you. I see a bright future for us, Brandi. I’ll have my secretary set some things up. If you are interested in joining the team.”
“Absolutely.” I am beside myself right now.
His hand brushes my cheek. “I can’t wait to see how far we can go together.”
I smile. Things are looking up.
I excuse myself to change back into my clothes. Afterwards I join him in the corridor.
Parker offers to see me out and I agree not wanting this fantastic day to end.
“Can I show you something before you go?”
“Sure.” He probably wants to show me something to do with the fights.
We step onto the elevator and we ride down o
ne floor in silence. Parker leads the way until we reach a set of stairs. “There isn’t an elevator to where I am taking you. I didn’t take your choice of shoes into account.”