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"Perfect. See you next weekend."
"Bye-bye, Kingston. See you soon. I guess I will go and get waxed on Wednesday." She squeals like a strangled cat and hangs up.
I stare down at the phone and shake my head.
"Well, she's certainly not leaving much to the imagination, is she?" I mutter to myself as I grin.
I head toward the kitchen and turn on my espresso machine so I can make a coffee.
"Okay, where shall we go to dinner?" I ask myself as I reach for a bag of bread to make some toast.
I have no idea where I'm going to take her. All I know is that it's going to be a good night, and I will the fuck living daylights out of Angelica and completely forget about Skye and her red hair and her fiery green eyes and the way she scowls when she sees me.
My heart thuds for a second as I think of her. She is definitely something, and I don't know what I'm going to do with her. I wonder if she's going to be angry at me forever for the comments I made, even though I was only trying to avoid any potential heartbreak. And if I’m honest with myself, it isn't that I don't want to bang her, it’s just that I know the consequences of banging her would be horrible for both of us.
I think about calling her for a moment to explain my thought process in regards to the call the previous day, but I know that would be a mistake. I just need to let it go. I just need to forget that Skye is anything more than my assistant because I need to enforce and remember that I am the boss and she is the employee, and if there is one thing I've learned from experience, it’s that you should never sleep with the people that work with you.
That never ends well.
My phone beeps and I pick up when I realize it’s Max.
“Yo, what’s going on? I’m about to head out.”
“Whittaker Matlock is going to be at The Z Club with two of his teammates tonight. I suggest you get your ass down there with some paperwork and try and woo us some new clients.”
“I have plans tonight and no paperwork.”
“Tell your damn assistant to write some shit up and meet you there.” He growls. “This is big money, Kingston. We’re talking well over seven figures.” His comment makes me freeze. There’s nothing I love more than money.
“Fine. I’ll see what I can do.” I hang up and call Skye, ignoring the slight thrill of excitement I feel as I listen to her phone ringing.
“Yes?” she snaps and I grin into the phone.
“You sound happy to hear from me.”
“I’m a better actress than I thought then.”
“I need you to go to the office, print off some new client documents, and meet me at Club Z.”
“What? Is this a joke?”
“Do I sound like I’m joking?”
“But I have plans tonight.”
“Cancel them. You have a job to do.”
“But…”
“Do you want this job? This is important Skye.”
“I’m so annoyed right now.” She sounds pissed. “I have really important plans.”
“Change them. I had a hot date tonight and I will have to change it as well. This is life when you work in?—.”
“Save me the lecture. It’s not like we’re Superheroes saving the world.” She mumbles. “But fine, I will see if I can change my plans.”
“Good. Wear something slinky as well. I need you to dress to impress.”
