"Making my job quite difficult, hmm?" She gave another cheeky grin.
"I'd have it no other way." I smiled back. "Let's see... never married and no kids, but willing to build a family in the future."
"Physical attributes? Give me your deepest desires."
"Right. Physically fit and in good shape. Very feminine with good taste in fashion. She's comfortable with her body. I'd prefer her to be a brunette and have medium sized breasts. I'd love for her to be adventurous in bed, and know how to tell me what she wants and when."
"Anything else?"
"Yeah... I met this bombshell last night that gave me the slip. Can you find her, take a picture of her and put her on your list of possible suspects?" I laughed and Gisele did too.
"I wish it were that easy, but any woman that gives a man like you the slip isn't going on the list. We're looking for someone willing to commit. That doesn’t sound like the girl you speak of to me. Right?" She leaned back and pressed her fingers to her lips as she watched me.
"No, she's not." I let out a sigh and shrugged. "So tell me how hard this is going to be, and what kind of timing we’re looking at."
"Well, it's not too terribly hard, just a little bit time consuming. I don't have anyone like this right now on our listings, but what I'd like to do is enjoy lunch with you and then we'll head over to my office. It's just across the way. I have several match makers in my employ. I'll assign you to one of them and we'll get you two together for a quick visit. Does that sound like a plan?"
"So I'll be working with her instead of you?" I lifted my eyebrow, not sure I was comfortable with laying my needs out on the table in front of just anyone, and not thrilled about being passed off to an underling.
"No. You'll be working with both of us. Or, I'm happy to just keep you under my wing if you prefer? I can play middle man and have my employee help out a little without you ever having to deal with her." She looked up at the server with a smile as he delivered the food.
"No, it's good. What's the woman's name?"
"Lila. She's fantastic at what she does. I think you'll find her pleasant company for your journey ahead."
"Lila. Beautiful name." I nodded and picked up my fork. "Good. Let's head over there after this. I'm ready to move forward and need to do it before I get cold feet and run like hell."
Gisele laughed. "You wouldn't be the first and you surely won't be the last."
7 - Lila
The muffin and coffee didn’t quite hold me, so it was an early lunch at the small Greek shop down the street just before twelve for me. I took my time walking back, trying like hell to stop thinking about the handsome guy from the night before, and failing miserably. Why the hell hadn't I asked his name? Then it least I could moan it when I masturbated later that night. Ugh
I let out a long grumble and walked back into the building, less than thrilled with the prospect of spending the rest of the afternoon talking to influential men with way too much money and not nearly enough hair.
Love isn’t something you can buy, people! But these guys did. Every day.
Maybe that's what I should do. Just line myself up with a rich guy with a big dick and be done with it.
I rode the elevator up and stopped by the receptionist’s desk to check out the calendar before going back to my office. The intern who manned the front desk was out on her lunch break, which was great with me. That girl got on my last nerve, as it were. Gisele definitely hired her as eye candy and nothing else.
I flipped the appointment book to the right date, wondering why in the world it wasn't already there by now, but ignoring my inner grumbling.
"Nothing on the books. Perfect." I would be able to spend the afternoon surfing for new real estate and dreaming about my future, which was far better than being stuck in the present where everything tasted good, but seconds were just out of reach.
I stood up and turned to walk to my office just as Gisele leaned out of her door.
"There you are. I have someone I'd like you to meet. A new client." She smiled professionally as if the old man was watching her.
"Great. I'll be right there. I've just come back from lunch, so let me..." I motioned toward my teeth and she smiled.
"Perfect." She disappeared back into her office and I stifled a groan. So much for my plans. I checked my teeth and put on a little more lipstick, a dull pink this time, before walking back down the hall. Why she couldn't get Jessie to take another client was beyond me. I had a list of them already that I was still working on. Lining them up with the right women wasn’t as easy as it sounds.
Men had unrealistic expectations. Kind, giving, big tits and a submissive spirit. Firstly, those girls didn't exist, and if they did... they weren't signing over their lives for an aged playboy who couldn't get an erection and forgot how to floss his teeth years ago.
I shuddered at the thought as I stopped by the door. Poking my head in, I focused on my boss and not the guy, whose back was to me. "I'm here. Sorry for the wait."
At least he's young.
"No problem. Lila, this is Asher Harrington. He's going to be a new client of ours." Gisele gave me a very specific smile that said, 'win him over at any cost'. It was a look I had seen too many times.
I turned and extended my hand as the gentleman seated in front of my boss turned my way, extending his. We froze and the world seemed to stand still as well.
No fucking way.
The smile that tugged at his mouth told me quite clearly that he wasn't taken by surprise. Had he hunted me down or was this some fucked up coincidence?
"Nice to meet you..." He tilted his head and shook my hand a little longer than was appropriate.
Damn, those hands had felt so right on my body the night before. I glanced down before jerking my gaze back up to his and tugging my hand away. Heat rose up my chest and coated my cheeks, making it damn-near impossible to hide the fact that something was racing through my mind.
"Lila Jackson." I jumped in just as Gisele started to. "Nice to meet you, Sir."
"Sir? No need for formalities. From what I hear, you and I are going to be fast friends." He glanced over to Gisele, but I couldn't take my eyes off of him. "Right Gisele?"
"That's right. He's going to be working with both of us, but I'd like for him to start with you. You have room for another client on your plate right?" Gisele cleared her throat and I turned to face her, trying to find the air that seemed to have been sucked out of the room.
"Yes. I do. I'm happy to help." I turned back toward him as he spoke again, his cockiness doing nothing but adding to the internal dilemma I was facing.
"Perfect. Nothing I like better than fitting on to a pretty woman's plate." He winked and Gisele laughed.
"Well, at least we know he can flirt. No need to train him on ways to woo a woman, I bet," she added.