Page 7 of With A Whie
At that exact moment, the cat turned into the most hideous thing anyone had ever seen.The eyes bulged, it began to leak fluids, its fur became fingers, its ears were replaced by horns, its dainty, almost human expressions were wiped away in an expression so evil that even Cleo shuddered, and she’d helped design the thing.There were gasps from the viewers, Lydia squeaked in her seat, and Cleo smiled as she knew that this game was going to revolutionize gameplay forever, and that their team was nigh unstoppable.
She looked over at Evan, who was torn between watching the screen and watching her, and knew that all her dreams were going to come true.She had him.Time to reel him in.
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“I can’t believe that went so well,” Evan murmured as he stared at his cell phone while lifting a glass of champagne to his lips with the other.“The percentages are through the roof, and this is only for the people here at the con.”He looked up at the investors who were busy toasting themselves and had to smile over at the woman who made all this possible.
Here, in the Greenroom, their duties were not over.They still had to schmooze with the people and the press, dazzle the social media folks with bullshit, and be nice to the VIPs who had paid enough or invested enough to be here with them.
Thank goodness it was almost done.
“What did you expect?”Lydia sidled up beside him and sat on the arm of his chair before leaning against his shoulder.“You and the Lady in Red did an amazing job.I almost pissed my pants when my cat turned on me.I do get to play the full version tomorrow, yes?”
“I don’t know,” Evan teased while sliding his phone into his sporran.“Have you been a good little girl today?”
Lydia narrowed her eyes at him.“I’m wearing the damn costume, aren’t I?And didn’t get up and throw the controller at you when the big boss started reciting love sonnets while he was kicking my ass.It was a he, right?I really couldn’t tell.”
“When you can spit acid, shoot lasers from your eyes, and fart bombs, you are whatever you want to be.”
“So noted,” Lydia snickered.“There is a love interest, right?”
“Oh yeah,” Evan laughed.“You have options.We covered every orientation and gender in some wild combinations.Some characters are totally heterosexual, like in real life, but an equal number of them are gender fluid and pansexual.Some are bi, some are totally queer, and some are ace.I think we covered it all.”
“I bet some of your investors loved that,” Lydia mused.
“Some bailed, and now they are probably regretting that decision.At last look we hit over four thousand percentages, and it’s only been three hours since our presentation.The pay-per-view crowd are buying like mad, and clips of your playthrough are already on Youtube and Facebook.”
“That’s because we did an exceptional job and I’m not too shy to admit it.”
Evan looked over as Cleo kind of swayed over to where he was sitting, that red, sparkly dress making her look like she was floating, and offered him the most sensual smile he had ever seen outside a gamer-geek eyeballing a new set of gaming headphones, or a maybe a deck made complete to their specifications produced by Alienware and handed over for free.
To say that he had to drop one hand down to hold his sporran in place was too light of a statement when his dick got so hard so fast.
“Cleo --” He squeaked.Sweet Steve Jobs, his voice cracked.Why did he sound like a teenage boy going through puberty?Okay, maybe it was because his dick thought he was a teenage boy going through puberty, getting stiff at the sound of a sexy woman’s voice and sight of a perfectly arousing smile… He stopped his mental rambling when he felt his face redden in an unmistakable blush.“Hi.”
“And I’m out.”Lydia snickered as she patted Evan on his shoulder and flashed a grin at Cleo.“I’ll be talking to you later, lady.That cat thing was evil, and I know it came directly from your brain.”
“I had to surprise you.”Cleo chuckled, boldly taking Lydia’s seat on the wide armrest of Evan’s chair.“If I could surprise you, then the world would be in shock.”
“And you know it.”Lydia laughed, waving over her shoulder as she moved away in her black leather outfit and moved toward some money people.Knowing her, Evan figured she was already gearing up to raise funds forThe Game: Part Two.
“This is unbelievable.”
Cleo’s voice pulled Evan’s attention away from his friend and back to the woman who had haunted his dreams for so long.Damn, she was beautiful face-to-face.And those red lips… He dropped his other hand to his sporran and tried to act natural and play it cool.
“You made this happen,” he managed to say in an adult voice.He was mentally cheering his success when she licked her lips and tilted her head to the side in a way that exposed the elegant curve of her neck down to her full, rounded, unbound breasts in that damn red dress.Would she notice his erection if he crossed his legs?He was too scared to try it, as he had gone regimental in his kilt.Hell, it had taken him long enough to find a chair that would not play havoc with the fall of his kilt.He didn’t want his bare buns touching any surface that someone else may have sat on -- who knew what people got up to on his furniture when no one was around?It was a horror show of bukaki and other intimate bodily fluids in his mind when he thought of having any unclothed, delicate part of him touching that material… And now he couldn’t stop thinking of his dick and wondering if it was going to ruin a good relationship even before it began.’Cause Cleopatra Cockie was the kind of woman who wanted a relationship, right?Or was he jumping the gun?Maybe it would be better to ask her out on a date first.
“You are so kind.”Cleo, looking rather flushed in the cheeks at his compliment, dimpled down at him.“I think we both went above and beyond.I just want to thank you, Evan, for taking a chance on me.There aren’t too many black female game designers getting work these days, and to have someone of your caliber not only listen but take a chance on my vision… This is the stuff that dreams are made of.”
And right there, Evan felt his heart triple in its beating and his breathing catch.Cleo was the most beautiful being he had ever seen.Every word from her mouth sounded so sincere… he wondered if they tasted sincere too… ’cause in that moment, more than anything else, he wanted to kiss her.
Chapter Three
Evan Whie was one of the most beautiful men she had ever met.It wasn’t his face, because as attractive and masculine as it was, she had seen far more pretty.It wasn’t his build because, although his body was banging, it wasn’t someone she would see up on the cover ofMen’s Healthas a centerfold.His voice, while having the ability to make her tremble in excitement, was not Barry White-caliber stuff.Yet there was something about the look in his eyes when he stared at her, that something that said that she was the most perfect woman who had ever existed, and the catch in his voice when he said her name… It left her breathless and tingly and wanting to just melt into his arms like some kind of bodice-ripper heroine.
She wanted Evan Whie with every part of her being because Evan Whie wanted her just the same way.
She watched as he flushed while talking to her, as he dropped his hand in his lap in hopes that she wouldn’t recognize his growing problem, and could almost read the scattered thoughts rolling though his mind, because when confronted with him, she often felt the same way.
