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“Why do you think she needs a car, friend? It is a bit much for someone who works for you . . . Did you hit that or something? She does look like she has some fairy dust down there. That pussy probably tastes like Skittles.”

“E! The fuck, sis?”

“My bad, my bad. Damn, calm down. No one’s going to fuck your pretty little assistant.”

“Yeah, okay. And no, I didn’t hit. She told me she catches Ubers, and you know some days, I keep late nights. I offered to take her home last night, and she declined. I just want to make sure she can get to work and home safely.”

“Sure you do. Listen, if you’re feeling that generous and hadn’t even smelled the pussy yet, then I say go for it. Just make sure Amerie’s car is being transported right along with hers.”

“I really don’t like you. I don’t even see how we’re even friends, bruh.”

“Because you love me, and we run a business together. Not to mention, I was around since I had to teach you how to tie your shoelaces and keep your secret about you wetting the bed.”

“Aye, E?”

“What?”

“Eat a dick.”

“I’d rather eat some pussy . . . preferably Ms. Grant’s.” I hung up. I didn’t know why I even called her ass. Ultimately, I knew getting Layne the car would probably scare her off, but I could disguise it as a company car.

The knock on my door pulled me from my thoughts as I told Layne to enter.

She strutted inside my office with a model’s stride that had me watching how graceful she was. The white ensemble she wore made her almost appear angelic. She smiled at me, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

“Got my new note-taker all set up, and I’m ready whenever you are.”

I shook from my haze and got down to business. “So, the catering company that usually caters these events, bailed at the last minute. Supposedly, their stoves went out, and it’ll take anywhere from ten to fifteen business days for their new stoves to come in. That’s too close to the event.

“I need you to call around to see if you can hire the best caterers. I know it’s short notice, so tell them I can double the price if they can get us on the date. We usually do light finger-foods and a simple meal, but I want to change the menu up a bit this year.”

“Got it. I know of two places that are really good. They do stay booked, but I know someone who knows someone, so I can see if they can squeeze us in.”

“I need a guarantee on these places.”

“I got you.”

“Here’s a list of decorators the last assistant was able to gather. Check out their websites, and choose the best one,” I told her, handing her the list. “Did Natalie send over the photos I requested?”

“Yes, sir. She sent them around ten last night.”

“Good. Do a follow-up with Seth Weisman on our meeting today as well.”

“Already done. I sent a courtesy call right after I ordered your mother and grandmother’s flowers. He’s still on to meet with you via Zoom.”

I licked my lips and sat back in my chair. I swear I didn’t want to scare Layne off, but her efficiency was turning me the fuck on. Not to mention her overall aura was heightening senses inside of me that I had never felt before.

I tore my eyes away from her as I reached inside my desk, sliding her an envelope.

“There is a fifteen-thousand dollar limit on that credit card. Do as you please to celebrate our big five. See if you could even get us some live entertainment.”

“That’ll be so cool. Will the event be held here?”

“Yes. In our ballroom.”

“I need to explore this place one day. It’s so big.”

“I can show you around. I have some time to spare before my next meeting.”