His Every Desire

The very first thing Jenna did was start up a conversation with Tracy. Jenna asked her question after question about her restaurant and life. She seemed far more interested in finding out everything she could about Tracy than reconnecting with Mr. Hayes. In fact, she almost seemed to be ignoring him and concentrating solely on Tracy.

The cynical side of Tracy thought it was because Jenna could already sense that she had Mr. Hayes wrapped around her little finger. Or maybe it was that she knew that she had to act aloof to get his attention. Either way, Tracy knew that she should feel threatened. After a few more drinks and pleasant conversation, however, she felt herself intoxicated by Jenna.

"I love your dress," Jenna giggled, pouring them each another drink. She made sure that Tracy and her hands touched as she handed Tracy the glass with a smile.

Tracy frowned slightly as she picked up the glass. She wasn't sure how many drinks she'd had at this point, but she was certainly feeling much more comfortable with Jenna around. In fact, she was even beginning to enjoy herself.

"You've got a hair on your cheek," Jenna said, setting her glass down and reaching out to touch Tracy. Her hand was soft as she caressed Tracy's cheek. It was far more than just a friendly beauty fix. Heat flashed through her touch and Jenna's pupils dilated as she looked at Tracy.

"Thanks," Tracy whispered, surprised at the erotic thoughts suddenly filling her brain. She didn't know if it was her bubbly demeanor, the rapt attention with which Jenna listened to her, or the alcohol. All she knew is that her resistance to Jenna hanging out with them was slowly fading away.

Mr. Hayes, apparently tired of being the third wheel on this date, insisted on going and dancing with Jenna. He asked Tracy if it was okay, to which she smiled and said it was. It wasn't like she could say no without looking like the jealous girlfriend.

Tracy watched from the balcony as Mr. Hayes danced at least as dirty with Jenna as he had with Tracy. She couldn't help but notice the smile plastered across Mr. Hayes' face. He was having a great time, but he did occasionally look up in her direction, which made her feel better. At least he was thinking about her.

She watched as they stayed out there for two, three, four songs. During the fifth song she finally got tired of watching them and headed down to the dance floor herself. She caught up with the two of them on the dance floor and tapped on Mr. Hayes' shoulder. He looked back and smiled, then immediately broke from Jenna and turned to Tracy.

Jenna said something to Mr. Hayes which Tracy couldn't hear over the music, then disappeared into the crowd. Tracy noticed that Mr. Hayes was covered in sweat from dancing on the hot dance floor. He looked exhausted, and his dancing didn't have quite the energy that it had an hour ago.

"Hey, do you want to have another shot?" he asked in her ear as they danced close.

"Why do you ask? Is Jenna up there waiting for us?" she asked, teasingly.

He paused, making eye contact with her. "I'm sorry if you feel like she's intruding on our date. I can send her away for the rest of the evening if you'd like."

Tracy smiled, knowing that he meant it. He wouldn't make the offer lightly. "Don't worry about it, I'm having a great time!"

Mr. Hayes pulled her in close. She could smell the deliciously masculine scent of his cologne. "Just how great a time are you having?"

Tracy leaned into him and whispered, "If you have a question to ask me, why don't you just get to the point?" She could feel the bulge growing in his pants.

"Well, what do you think of asking Jenna to join us tonight?" he asked. He raised his eyebrows hopefully, like a kid waiting for Santa to respond to a Christmas request.

There was the question. At least he had got it out. "It looks like she’s already joined us tonight. I'm sure she's waiting at our table right now," she said. She wasn't about to let him have it that easily.

"Don't act coy. You know what I mean," he replied, frowning slightly.

She leaned back and laughed, doing a couple dance moves. He didn't miss a beat, twirling and spinning her before pulling her back again.

She knew that it was a bad idea, and that she’d probably regret it later. Yet, Jenna had been fun to hang out with this whole time. Plus, the way she'd touched Tracy's cheek earlier was still on Tracy's mind. It was obvious that Jenna found both her and Mr. Hayes attractive. Tracy was used to men finding her sexy, but to know another woman thought so as well was more of a turn on than she had expected.

"What are you going to do for me?" she asked, not wanting to make it too easy for him.

He smiled broadly. They were in his arena now. Negotiation was his strong suit. "I don't know. What do you want?"

Tracy had pretty much everything she wanted already. It was nice being the girlfriend of a billionaire. "How about a seat on the company's board of dire

ctors?"

Mr. Hayes chuckled. "I want this badly enough to say yes. However, every new member has to get a majority of the current board's votes. I doubt you'd get approved, unfortunately."

Tracy shrugged and smiled, twirling away from him again. She could play hard to get, for sure. Mr. Hayes wanted this to happen more than she did. She would be able to live with just imagining what happened next, whereas she wasn't sure the billionaire who always got what he wanted could be content with just imagining. He pulled her back in and spun her around, grinding into her backside.

"How about the restaurant you used to work at?" he whispered in her ear.

She stopped cold, right there on the dance floor. She had never told him that she wanted to own the thing, but it had been her dream to own some kind of restaurant for years now. With Mr. Hayes bankrolling the project, she'd make that place the greatest restaurant in the city.

"Are you serious?" she asked.