Apparently she thought Matt was joking. Which was good. Because I was borderline stalking her.
"Is he a serial killer too?" Bee asked. "He kinda has that serial killer vibe to him."
"What is that supposed to mean?" I said.
"Nope, he's not a serial killer. Just a stalker," Matt said. "That dress looks amazing on you by the way. Much better than on the mannequin."
"Thanks." Bee's cheeks looked rosy as she glanced up at me again. "You two go shopping together? That's cute."
"Cute? I wouldn't classify us as cute." This girl was getting the wrong impression of me. I needed to turn this thing around. I pulled her seat out for her and put my hand on the small of her back.
"Thank you," she said and sat down. I pushed her chair in and sat down in between her and Matt.
"So you work at Kruger Advertising?" Matt said. "Tell us all about that."
Shut the fuck up. He was fishing for information that I didn't want. He was going to ruin this whole thing for me. And I was so close. I was hours away from claiming her pussy. Matt was not going to screw this up for me.
"There isn't much to tell," she said. "I'm trying to work my way up, but right now I'm just a secretary. It's not exactly exciting work."
"I'm sure that's not true. Secretaries are the heart of the company. What account is your team currently working on?"
"Oh. Um." She frowned slightly, but then smiled, dismissing whatever reservations she had. "It's this body wash account. The marketing idea Kruger Advertising came up with is actually really dumb. They're partnering up with some news segment in Florida. I mean, don't tell anyone I said that." Her face turned slightly red again.
"What news segment?" Matt asked.
I kicked him under the table.
"Fuck," Matt said, and grabbed his shin under the table. He shot me a nasty look.
"Are you okay?" Bee asked.
"Yeah." Matt let go of his leg. "I'm just super hungry. Where the hell is that food they promised?"
Bee picked up the glass of wine in front of her and took a sip. She looked uncomfortable. I had this whole night planned out. Wine her, dine her, and then make her get on her knees and beg for my cock. Nothing was going to distract me from the end game. I put my hand on her knee and slowly traced my palm up her thigh. I heard her gulp. I was starting to wish I had bought her a shorter dress.
Chapter 39
Bee
Mason had kept his hand on my thigh the whole time I was eating. And it was very distracting. The food was delicious, but all I could think about was his hand. I wanted to be alone with him. But I didn't know how to bring it up. When I had tried to invite him up to my place last night, he had rejected me. Maybe the dress and the makeup would make him say yes. I couldn't stop thinking about our first date. I wanted to pick up where we had left off. And every day it didn't happen, I wanted it more and more.
He was starting to get a 5 o'clock shadow. He had loosened his tie slightly so that he looked a little more casual despite his tux. I ran my thumb across my ring finger. I was definitely ready to move on. And despite all the things I didn't know, I found myself falling for Mason. Penny was right. Sometimes you just knew. And I knew I wanted Mason. I just hoped he wanted more than just sex. Tonight was kind of the reassurance I needed. He had introduced me to his brother and one of his best friends. If he just wanted a one night stand, I wouldn't be here right now.
Mason stood up and put his hand out for me. "May I have this dance?"
I smiled up at him. "Of course." I put my hand in his and he pulled me to my feet.
It was a fast paced song. I laughed as he crossed one of his feet over the other and spun around.
"Are you laughing at my sweet dance moves?"
I laughed again as he did another move that had to be straight out of the handbook for dorky dancing. "I didn't realize you were a terrible dancer."
He laughed and grabbed my hand. "Luckily I'm with you so no one even notices me."
"I'm sure that isn't true."
The song switched to a slow paced one. He pulled me to his chest and placed his hands right above my ass.