Chapter 5
Conner
I was waiting for Erika to respond. Honestly, I was completely oblivious of Tia, who sat next to her. I didn’t care much about Tia’s presence. I had plans with Erika, to find out just what Brian meant when he said she was a gold digger. The plan was simple, to have her in awe by letting her have the lifestyle she desired, to spoil her with expensive dinners, trips around the world, give her everything she wanted, and even the things she didn’t know she wanted, and in the end, rip it all away, leaving her the same way she left my brother, Brian.
“Miss Jackson, is that a yes or a no?” I knew she’d say yes, but I was getting tired of waiting. As her lips parted I already knew the answer.
“No, I don’t think it’s appropriate, sir.” I was surprised by her answer. This was the first time anyone had said no to me, but I doubted she was serious.
I looked her dead in her eyes, rested my hand on the windowsill, and said, “I’ll send a car around for you at 7:30. Dress nice.”
I won’t lie, she looked beautiful. She was just around 5’7, confident enough to not need to wear heels. Her dress fit her perfectly, but a bit too modest for my taste lately. Her full lips parted once again as she opened her mouth to speak, and I was stunned by her perfect teeth. “Okay.” That’s all she said. That’s all she had to say.
I grabbed my coat and hung it over my right shoulder, picked up my briefcase, and proceeded to walk out of the office. “Nice meeting the two of you. Erika, until later then.” I smiled at them both cordially.
On my way out of the office, into the elevator, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about how I wanted Erika right then and there in that office. Her perfectly taut ass that I couldn’t get off my mind. The fabric of her dress just conformed around her hips, and I wanted to bend her over the desk, hike up her dress, and fuck her.
Chapter 6
Erika
“Um, what was that, Erika?” I was as surprised as Tia with what just happened.
“I have no clue.” I genuinely didn’t know. How was I supposed to know what Conner Roland wanted from me?
“He didn’t even look at me. I changed my dress and makeup for him,” Tia said, and I could hear the tiniest bit of jealousy in her voice.
I couldn’t help but keep eye contact with Conner as he walked into the elevator. He turned around and smiled at me just as the doors closed, leaving me breathless.
He was so handsome. I wanted him.
I knew I had to be professional, so I said no at first, but I wouldn’t have been against him taking me right there in that office. In fact, I would have loved it, to hear him moaning my name.
“Shouldn’t you go get ready for your date?” I could feel the air heavy with envy as Tia crassly enquired.
“It’s only four, I have some time. I’d like to get some work done before then.”
I didn’t know if I was being stupid or if Tia was. Tia stormed off and all she could say whilst she walked away was, “Don’t fuck this up. You won’t get another opportunity like this again.”
I really didn’t know what she meant. Was she talking about how attractive Conner was? And that’s true, I didn’t think I would ever meet anyone better looking.
Maybe she was talking about settling down with him, because then I’d never have to work another day in my life. But, I didn’t want that. I loved working. I loved every bit of my work since I was a child. Programming was my passion, and it’s the best way for supporting my parents.
It was already six and my work was already complete, so I thought it would be best if I went home and got ready for my date with Conner. It’s New York, so I didn’t have a car to drive. It was dumb to try and find parking in the city. So, I went straight down to the taxi rank, got into a yellow cab, and went home.
“You seem flustered.” It’s like the cab driver could see through my guise. I was insanely flustered and scared.
“Oh, no. I’m alright, thank you.” I mean, I couldn’t tell this man that I had a date with Conner Roland, and I didn’t want anything more than his perfect form against mine.
“Is this really a date?” My mind kept playing with me since Conner had asked me to dinner.
I silently waited till I got home. When I reached home, I paid the cab driver and walked up the stairs into my apartment.
What I should wear? Something professional? Or something casual?
I started to ransack my wardrobe, looking for the right dress to wear, which looked nice and decent at the same time. What does ‘nice’ even mean for someone like that? I didn’t own any Prada or some big brand dress.
When I was just about to give up, I remembered something my mom had once told me. “When in doubt, just go for a black dress. You look stunning in black.”
Thanking my mother’s wise words, I found just the right one. I had completely forgotten that I had folded a black dress in the back of my closet. It was a gift from my Dad from a couple years ago. It was a simple, spaghetti strap dress, that came just short of my knees. The zip in the back made it easy to slide in and out of.
My mind kept pondering the many ways the night could go. I was expecting just a simple dinner and some drinks. But, I was still not sure if it was a date or if he had to discuss something about the project. Maybe all the rich people, especially billionaires, work day and night.
Chapter 7
Conner
“Lisa, get something for me to wear tonight, and then get a reservation at CUT.” I was unbelievably excited for something that I knew couldn’t go far. After all, she hurt Brian, my brother.
“Of course, sir. Will there be anything else?” she asked.
“Nothing else. You can take the rest of night off.” I hung up and got into the car. I was finally getting home after what seemed like an obnoxiously long 24 hours of work.
As I opened my door and entered my apartment, I was impressed by Lisa’s efficiency. She had already prepared my suit for the night, like every other time. I went into the shower and shaved my body, to make sure I was immaculate for Erika.
After I finished, I took a shower and headed toward my clothes. I began with my underwear. Lisa was nice enough to even have them pressed. I felt a bit obnoxious slipping into my briefs. I wondered what Erika would think of all of this. If Brian was being honest, she’d love it.
I didn’t want to look too serious. It was for an evening of pleasure and playfulness. I wore my shirt that conformed to my physique as I looked in the mirror, knowing Erika would be impressed. Finally, I pulled up my tailored black pants. I couldn’t stand even the slightest slack in my pants. I put on my belt, my watch, my ring, and proceeded to leave. I walked past my bedroom into the study, opened my safe, and pulled out some money.
I texted Erika that I would be there shortly and grabbed a couple of condoms from my desk drawer. I tucked them into my wallet and left to get Erika. It was exactly 7:30 when I reached her address. I was surprised that she was already waiting. I loved how punctual she was. I got out of the car and opened the passenger seat. I didn’t usually drive, but I wanted us to be alone for this occasion.