Sushi: A Forbidden Flowers Story by Lynne Donya

Author:Lynne, Donya
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phoenix Press LLC
Published: 2020-05-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

The following Friday morning, Gabe’s driver, Timothy, called to let Jordan know he would pick her up in an hour for a day at the spa, compliments of Gabriel Stone.

What a nice surprise.

By late afternoon, she was back home, sufficiently manicured, pedicured, waxed, massaged, exfoliated, coiffed, made-over, and pampered. She couldn’t remember a time when she’d felt more relaxed and made a mental note to treat herself to a spa day at least every other month.

Shortly after arriving home, a pair of packages arrived for her via courier, along with a dozen perfect red roses and a note: “For tonight. –Gabe”

She opened the large white box first and gasped at the bed of creamy white satin sporting a Gucci label. Holding it by the spaghetti straps, she slowly lifted the slinky, knee-length slip dress from the box, staring in awe at the exquisite sheen of the delicately lined fabric. It was softer than silk.

For a man who had fantasized about undressing her for three weeks, he’d certainly pulled out all the stops for their big night. This dress had easy access written all over it.

Inside the other box was a pair of strappy silver Manolo Blahniks and a matching clutch.

A few minutes before eight, a beige BMW limousine pulled up to her building as she was putting the finishing touches on her lipstick.

“It’s open,” she called from her bedroom when he rang the bell.

After the front door opened and closed, she called out, “I’ll just be a minute.”

He’d texted earlier that he was taking her to a gallery opening for a friend of his, an up-and-coming photographer named Maxwell Slater. Apparently, Slater was a men’s fashion model who had decided he liked being behind the camera as much as enjoyed being in front of it, and tonight was his big debut as an artiste.

Checking her hair one last time, she grabbed the Manolo Blahniks and perched on the edge of the cushioned bench at the foot her bed. As she bent over to fasten the small silver buckles around her ankles, Gabe appeared in the doorway and leaned against the frame.

She paused and smiled up at him. “Hello, handsome.”

It wasn’t the first time she’d seen him in a tuxedo, but tonight he looked extra delicious. Maybe because she knew what he intended to do to her later.

His gaze slid over her from head to toe. “Nice dress.”

She finished fastening the buckle on the second shoe and stood, smoothing her palms down her hips. “You like?”

He looked her up and down, then swirled his finger. “Turn around.”

She did as he asked, and when she faced him again, he pushed away from the doorframe and crossed the room toward her. “Something’s missing.”

“Yes, a bra.”

He grinned and shook his head as he sank his hand into his pocket. “No, something else.” When he drew his hand back out, he was holding a shimmering strand of pearls.

“Gabe . . .” This was too much. She liked it, of course, but she didn’t need a sugar daddy and didn’t want him to think she was just after his money.

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