ChapterFour
Samuel
The look in her eyes is confirmation that this is indeed her vibrator that was sent to the office. Instead of making me angry like maybe it should, I have to hide my smile as I place the box gently on the desk beside me and then casually lean against it. I fold my arms over my chest and take a deep breath. I want her squirming as long as possible.
“Recently I’ve had all of my correspondence forwarded to my home, so that’s how I received the box instead of you.”
She presses her lips together tightly, and her cheeks burn a deep shade of scarlet. Ever so slightly she nods, confirming again that it’s hers.
“Was this meant to be a joke?” Her mouth pops open, but she sputters, unable to get out the words. “Did you think this was a suitable prank for the first day of your internship?”
“No,” she finally blurts and holds up her hands in surrender. “That’s not what happened.”
“Do you know how coveted those spaces are, and what your father did to get you one of them?”
Her cheeks go from burning to almost pale, and now I’m mad at myself for poking at her.
“I’m so sorry.”
“Tell me, Parker. Why did you purchase it?” I change tactics because I don’t want her to be afraid.
Asher told me coming here was a bad idea, but I had to see it through. I needed to find out if this was some sort of sick joke, or merely an accident. One look at her sweet face, and I knew there wasn’t a mean bone in her body. I also knew that there was something so incredibly special about my dark-haired beauty that I couldn’t walk away. She captivated me the second her eyes connected with mine, and I felt like the rest of the world melted away.
Maybe Asher was right that it had been a long time since either of us had been with a woman, but one look at Parker and it was like every woman before her never existed. Hell, even the girls on her floor that were crowding me ceased to exist. One brief glance, and I was done for. Now all I have to do is convince her of the same thing. Maybe teasing isn’t the best way to go about this, but from the sweet innocent expression she’s giving me, I’m going to enjoy the hell out of it.
“Umm.” She twists her hands together and looks at the floor as she tries to come up with a reason to purchase a vibrator.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” I nod toward the hall. “It certainly wasn’t that guy. And I suspect if you had a boyfriend you would have told him that right away?”
“No, I don't have a boyfriend.”
“Girlfriend?” I raise an eyebrow, and her cheeks blush as she shakes her head.
“Nope, no girlfriend either.”
“So it’s not for a partner, and it’s not for a joke.” I push away from the desk and walk over to where she’s standing next to the window. We’re closer this way, so that even if I lower my voice she can hear me. “Then it’s for you?”
She bites her bottom lip, and after a moment she finally nods. “Yes.” She clears her throat, and I can see her straighten her shoulders like she’s trying to gain confidence. “Yes, it’s mine, and I’m not ashamed of it. Masturbation is healthy.”
Now I can’t hide my smile as I look down at her. “Oh, it certainly is.”
“How did you find me?”
The question takes me by surprise, but I answer her honestly. “Your name sounded familiar, and I remembered it from the intern list. I looked up your application and saw that your school address was listed on it. You’re supposed to start tomorrow, right?”
“When you say supposed to, do you mean I’m fired?” That worried look is back in her eyes, and I need to soothe her fear, but I also want to use it to my advantage.
“Not yet.”
“My father is going to kill me,” she says softly to herself.
“Are you going to tell him?” I ask her, somewhat baffled.
“God, no!” she nearly shrieks. “I mean, I thought you were going to tell him.”
“Hmm,” I hedge, not showing all my cards just yet. “What would you give me for my silence?”
“What?” Suddenly her eyes snap up to mine.