ChapterFive
Parker
“Thank you for this,” I tell Lexi as she puts the finishing touches on my makeup. She got up early to help me, and I’m grateful she agreed.
I normally don’t wear anything but mascara and some lip gloss unless we’re going out, but I needed this today. I slept like crap last night and tossed and turned until the sun came up. The dark circles under my eyes need to be hidden, and Lexi is the best.
“No thanks needed. I love when you let me do your makeup.” She gives me a reassuring smile. “Plus, you’re worked up over nothing. Grab the box when you get there and be done with it.”
“Right,” I mumble. I hadn’t told her about what happened last night, and I’m not even sure I could say it out loud.
If I was able to, she might march down to Samuel’s office and junk punch him. Or she might google him and figure out if he’s into it. The problem is that from the second I saw him, I was attracted to him, and it only got worse the more he talked. Especially when he said he wanted to watch me get off. There is something seriously wrong with my vagina because she was more than on board with all of this.
“You’re keeping something from me,” Lexi suddenly says when I get out of the chair to put on my outfit for the day. She stares at me so hard that I can practically feel her eyes burning into my back.
“It’s nothing,” I lie and immediately regret it. “Shit, I mean it’s something, but can we talk about it tonight? I can’t be late.” I’m pretty sure I’m already on thin ice as it is, and at this point, showing up late would not be good.
“Fine,” she agrees. “But don’t think I’ll forget. What time will you be back?”
Crap. I’m supposed to go over to Samuel’s after work. Even thinking about that sounds nuts. It’s my first day, and I’m going home with the boss? Is this normal for him? My stomach starts to knot as I wonder what the hell I’m doing.
“Not sure. I’ll text you.” I wiggle into my skirt before I slip on some flats but grab heels to put on once I make it to the building.
“You look hot,” Lexi says when I’m done getting dressed.
“Is the skirt too much?” It’s flowy and stops a few inches above my knees. “Should I wear pants?” I’ve always favored dresses if I have to get dressed up. If not, then give me my yoga pants and a sweater.
“It’s perfect. You look incredible.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “Go earn that bacon.” She smacks my booty, making me jump.
“I’m not getting paid,” I grumble. Not only do I hate this internship, but I’m not getting anything out of it except a job that I’ll equally hate later in life.
“It’s a bunch of bullshit if you ask me,” she says as I grab my bag and shove my heels inside. “Good luck.”
“Thanks. I’m going to need it.”
Sadly, it doesn’t take me long to make it to the building, and I stand outside debating if I should go in. How pissed would my father be if I quit? Would he eventually get over it? I think he’d be more mad if he found out about the dildo thing.
This is ridiculous. It’s going to be fine. He doesn't have to find out about it, and I can do this stupid internship. I can also speak to Samuel about it. When he’d been in my dorm room I’d had a lapse in judgment and agreed to this.
He was too damn sexy and smelled too damn good. I got lost in a fantasy of what it would be like to really do that in front of him. That he wanted me to do that for him. This sexy-as-hell rich man who could likely have anyone was interested in me and not because he thought I was a virgin.
I think he might have gotten lost in a fantasy too. He thinks I’m a forward woman that knows all about sex and that I could put on some show for him. When the reality is that it’s not going to be some fun show. I’d bought the thing to rid myself of my virginity, and I don’t think it’s going to be something hot to watch. If anything, it’s going to be cringy. And what if I cry? I’ll tell him the truth, and he’ll realize I’m not who he thought I was, and we’ll both forget all about this. An ache flutters in my chest, and I push it away.
I step off to the side and quickly change my shoes, then enter the building. Taking the elevator up to the sixth floor, I spot two other people I’ve seen around campus. My eyes linger on the pretty blonde, and a sudden thought hits me. Could it have been anyone for Samuel, or just me?