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Locking my screen, I place my phone my clutch bag and slide my feet into my heels. Just as I’m doing one last check in the mirror, there’s a knock on the door. I look through the peephole and see Everett in his tux. He looks so sexy. I could stand here all night admiring him. His hair is styled to perfection; it’s always styled nicely, but I can tell he put that extra bit of effort in. I watch as he slides his hands into his pockets and looks around. Knowing I haven’t gotten the full view I crave; I yank open the door. My eyes roam up and down his body, and when our gazes meet, I can see the want and desire he has for me.
“Wow.”
His hungry gaze travels over me as he steps closer. With our bodies touching, he slips his fingers just inside the split in my dress, his touch warm as it caressed my skin. “You are fucking stunning, Reagan Quinn.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, Everett Brooks.”
His other hand cups my bare ass. “No panties?”
I lean in and place my lips at the shell of his ear. “And no bra.”
“Fuck it, let’s stay here?”
“Not a chance. Do you know how much I paid for this dress?”
“I’m sure I can reimburse you.” He runs the tip of his nose across my cheek to my ear. He growls in the back of his throat. “You smell amazing.” He bites my earlobe before sucking gently. “I’m sure it would be much more fun to strip you naked right here, but we better get going.”
Lifting his hand to my face he softly pinches my chin with his finger and thumb. “I have something for you. Turn around and close your eyes.”
Everett places his lips on the sensitive part of my neck and then kisses down my spine. I hear a box snap shut but keep my eyes stayed closed a little longer, until I felt the coldness of what I think is jewellery being placed around my neck. Everett places his hands on my shoulders and guides me into the bedroom. “Open your eyes,” he breathes into my ear.
My eyelids flutter open to my reflection. The dainty platinum chain around my neck is so beautiful, I almost tear up. Twelve diamonds sit in a straight line, sparkling as the light catches them. Instinctively, I spin around to face Everett, my hands going to his hard chest. I push my lips to his. To hell with my lipstick. With his arms wrapped around the small of my waist, he pulls me closer and I let him push his tongue into my mouth. I reluctantly pull as Everett leans back.
“This is beautiful. Thank you so much.” I tell him.
“Anything for you.” Everett gives me a full-on smile, “Now let’s go so you can show it off.”
When we make it to the sidewalk outside my apartment, a limo is idling at the curb. I swear, if this man shocks me anymore tonight, I’ll have no breath left.
“Your chariot awaits, ma’am,” he says with a smile and gleam in his eye.
The driver opens the rear door for us, and with Everett’s arm held out, I slide along the leather seat and over to the other side, waiting for Everett to join me.
Once Everett is inside and the door has been closed, the limo slowly pulls out into the New York traffic.
Twenty-Nine
Reagan
From the moment we stepped from the limo he hired for us. Everett has kept his hand on the bare skin of my back. I feel like a superstar, like I should be walking the red carpet of the Oscars, not attending a dinner soirée with the rich and important people of New York’s finest businesses.
Just looking at the hotel from the outside, you can tell just how regal it is. The Plaza Hotel is one of the few hotels I’ve never stepped foot in. At around five hundred dollars a night, I’m not about to either. I make a pretty penny, but five hundred dollars on a room… I’m not that loaded. I look up in awe and admire the Plaza’s vaulted ceilings and beautiful hanging crystal chandeliers as we enter the lobby. This place is very much all elegance and charm. There aren’t many places that can stun me.
“Reagan,” Everett whispers in my ear, bringing me back to the present. “Are you ready??”
I turned to look at him. “Yes, of course.” With his hand still firmly placed at my back, we enter through the large double doors as the maître d’ greets us with a smile and a polite nod.
A waitress hands us a glass of champagne while Everett gives the maître d’ our names, and soon we were being escorted to our tables. With a quick glance around at the guests already seated, I am so glad I picked this dress. Everett holds out his arm for me and I loop my hand through.
Because we’re here for business, we are sat at separate tables. I’ll be sitting with Hicks Life Solutions and Everett will be seated with EB Pharmaceuticals.As Everett and I go our separate ways, I see Mr. Hicks and his wife seated at the Life Solutions table. He is a good-looking man for his age. With his short, graying hair and gray beard, he has the whole George Clooney look about him. With a polite smile, I shake Mr. Hicks’ hand and am introduced to his wife, Amelia. They’re such a good-looking couple, I’m almost jealous. Amelia has straight dark brown hair, she’s small and petite dressed in a stunning dark blue gown. I can’t see much of it as she is sitting, but the part I can see is absolutely beautiful. Amelia pats the seat next to her and asks me to sit with her. It’ll be nice to talk with another woman.
I think most of the employees from Hicks are here who need to be here. Two of the shareholders and their significant others arrive, taking their seats. That leaves just one seat empty.
Taking a sip of my champagne, I wonder who the empty seat is for—maybe my plus one? Amelia’s voice snaps me out of my thinking.
“You look absolutely stunning, Reagan.” Her soft hand settles on my arm. “My husband told me how pretty you are, but his description didn’t do your beauty justice.”
I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and cover my chest with my free hand. “Oh wow, thank you.” I feel quite taken aback at that compliment. I try to hide the fact that I’m blushing by taking another sip of champagne.
