“Yes. And I gave you a fat tip when I saw you naked for the first time.”
Her brow furrows. “Only the first time?”
“Every time.”
She settles back, content. “What kind of things do you hire me to do?”
“You mean like…” I wait for her to fill in the blanks.
“Like corporate events, company seminars, backyard barbeques?”
“All of those.”
“So, am I any good?” she asks. Amusement dances in her eyes.
“You’re the best out of all the other escorts I’ve ever hired. That’s why I keep coming back.”
“But this is the first company function I’ve been to. No one will know who I am.”
“They all will after tonight.”
The slit in her dress falls open a little and a creamy thigh is exposed. I have a sudden urge to press my lips against her skin and taste her. I tug her dress back up to cover the exposed skin. “A man could lose all his marbles around you quickly.”
“You think I’m pretty,” she says coquettishly.
“And smart, and funny, and kind, and I can’t wait to get to know you better.”
She grins and her cheeks get rosy.
I grab her ankle and lift her foot. She’s wearing four-inch heels. “These are sexy.”
“Why, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“So, is there anyone I need to be cautious around? A boss or an ex-girlfriend?” She bats her dark lashes at me.
“Boss, yes. Ex-girlfriend, no.”
“Anyone you’ve ever been on a date with?”
“Um…” I scratch my head. “Maybe.”
“Oh, the plot thickens. Tell me more.”
“Nope.”
She deflates visibly. “Why not?”
I tweak her nose. “Because we’re here.” The car stops and I get out and extend a hand to her. Her naked shin comes out first, and then a large expanse of creamy thigh, and then her dress settles around her calves. Then she follows, and she smiles at me.
“You’re dangerous, you know that?”
“That is why you pay me the big bucks,” she says. She pats my cheek, and I have to refrain from grabbing her and kissing her. Damn, but she’s pretty. She sparkles. And it’s not just the dress or the heels or the way her hair curls over her shoulders. She sparkles from the inside.
We walk into a crowded ballroom, and she slips her hand into the crook of my elbow. She comes up to my nose in those heels. I’d barely have to bend to kiss her on the lips.
“What are you thinking about?” she whispers out the side of her mouth.