The Negotiator (Professionals Book 7) by Jessica Gadziala

The Negotiator (Professionals Book 7) by Jessica Gadziala

Author:Jessica Gadziala [Gadziala, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-23T16:00:00+00:00



We both played well.

Which meant we each got the chance to win. And therefore ask the questions.

It started out innocently enough.

I won and asked what her favorite country to visit was.

She mulled that as she shuffled the cards, admitting it was hard to pick when she had been to many different places. Eventually, she chose a mix of Italy and New Zealand. The former for the food, the latter for the beauty. Having been both places myself, I had to agree they were great choices.

She shot the question back at me, I decided the States for the very varied landscape and people as well as Russia simply because it was so different from my homeland in climate and architecture.

She won the next round, raising the stakes by asking me the story of how I lost my virginity.

To the housekeeper when I was sixteen.

"What?" I asked when she snorted and shook her head.

"You wouldn't believe how many guys who grew up well-off who have told me it was a staff member. And that she seduced him."

"My father had a large and rotating group of young women around. Most of them from poor upbringings. I would imagine the choice to sleep with me was in the hopes of trying to get something out of me."

"I hate to say it's probably true, but it's probably true. Did that bother you?"

"I was sixteen and stupid. She was twenty and beautiful. I didn't care about the why. I just wanted to join the ranks of my friends who had already been screwing around for a while."

"Whatever happened to her?"

To that, I let out a humorless laugh, wincing a bit at the memory. "I walked into my father's room a few weeks later to see her in bed with him. When I told him, he had her replaced. I never touched the staff again."

"Realizing you were sharing someone with your father is pretty gross. Do you know that Fenway lost his v-card to an actual queen? Can you imagine?" she asked, shaking her head as she started to deal.

This was unexpectedly nice.

I'd spent time with women before. In cafes. In bars. We'd had very casual conversations.

But it was nothing like this. Because there had always been the underlying understanding that the conversation was simply a prelude to sex. No strings attached sex.

There was none of that with Melody.

Sure, I wanted that with her. It was becoming harder each hour to keep control over myself about that situation. But this interaction was just fun and easy. Just two friends getting to know each other.

It was nice.

It was something I could get used to.

It was something I wanted to get used to.

"Oh, come on," she snapped twenty minutes later, slamming down her third glass of tequila with a splash of lemon-lime soda.

"It's true," I insisted, feeling my lips curve up as she small-eyed me.

"No one prefers pound cake over every other possible dessert," she insisted. "I mean have you even tried those donut ball things Cora makes?"

"I like things that aren't that sweet.


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