Hot Game by Bridget Midway

Author:Bridget Midway
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781783756575
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2014-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Zennifer ran through her presentation as she had practised it several times over, all the while ignoring the biggest distraction ever in Jackson, who sat in the centre in the front row.

He stared at her the entire time she spoke. To keep on track and not stammer through most of her presentation, she kept her attention elsewhere. When she had to look into the audience, she kept her gaze on the participants in the back row.

‘Thank you all for coming to my workshop on climate and mortar setting times. Any questions?’ She smiled as she scanned the group.

A couple of attendees walked out without a word. Then she noticed a raised hand in the front row. Zennifer looked down. Her stomach tightened when she saw it was Jackson who had raised his hand.

‘Um, yes, sir, Mr Duke.’ A nervous smile twitched up.

‘Yes, I’m fascinated by concrete hardness. What can you do to make it harder – the concrete, that is?’ His smile disarmed her.

‘Hardness will depend on your mixture and your curing time, as I’m sure you know. I would also argue that in addition one must account for climate.’ She noticed how Jackson hung on to her every word.

Just catching that accelerated her pulse. Zennifer gripped the podium hard enough that the wood creaked under her hands.

‘I would imagine that making it wet and keeping it wet would have something to do with it too, right?’

Jackson’s stare went straight through to her soul. As soon as he said the word “wet”, her knees buckled. She felt her juices already starting to soak her panties. She had to leave or the audience would see her reduced to a puddle.

‘Yes, that’s right. Keeping, uh, concrete wet for a period of time will allow it to become rock hard. It’s not the fastest method, but it is a sure-fire procedure.’

Jackson nodded. When he started to raise his hand again, Zennifer stopped him.

‘I know the next session is looking to get into this room. I’ll be available in the lobby if anyone has any more questions. Thank you.’ She shut down her presentation and packed up her belongings to a smattering of applause.

When she’d secured her purse and laptop on her shoulder and turned back to the audience, she noticed Jackson had disappeared. Zennifer hadn’t expected to feel disappointed. Yesterday she’d run into him at breakfast and throughout the day, and even had an awesome dinner with him where he’d managed to break through one of her layers. She had hoped she would see him during breakfast today, but Jackson avoided her … until now.

Zennifer went through a side doorway, hoping to find Jackson. She encountered a narrow hallway that went back to the kitchen area in one direction and the main conference area the other way.

She headed toward the conference area to a chorus of loud voices and laughter. Zennifer only stopped when she heard her name.

‘Yeah, Zennifer Morris or something like that. What kind of fucked-up name is that?’

She stopped

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