West 57 by Freeman B.N

Author:Freeman, B.N. [Freeman, B.N.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2015-08-19T04:00:00+00:00

23

A limo. That was a good start. Thad sent a limo to pick me up. Not too many limos stop in front of my apartment building. I’d gone home early to get ready for our date, and I went for the killer look. Red is my color, so I wore red, but not much of it. I think my hair was longer than my dress. Spaghetti straps, zipper in the back, push-up bra to push up what God gave me, and my sexiest pair of barely-there panties.

I fidgeted in the limo and calmed myself with champagne. The back seat refrigerator was well stocked. Expensive stuff. I drank two glasses in the time it took to reach Thad’s hotel. We were having dinner in his suite, an Asian feast catered by Morimoto’s. For privacy, he said.

For convenient access to my vagina, I thought.

Not that I was complaining, because we both had a pretty good idea where this night was going. I am not easy. I am not Bree. Even so, it has been a long time for me, and I’m a realist, and I know how my body reacted to Thad’s presence when I saw him after the play. If Bree hadn’t interrupted us with her phone call, we would have been naked soon enough and probably would have stayed that way most of the night. I had vivid memories of sex with Thad. I’m pretty conservative in bed, but let’s just say that Thad pushed me out of my comfort zones and into some happy places.

The limo pulled into the hotel ramp and stopped near a private elevator. One of Thad’s people met me. You know you’ve made it when you have people. I do not have people. This woman – girl, really, because if your name is “Mandi with an i,” you will always be a girl – was blond and perky, and she sized me up in the way that says: I know exactly why you’re here. I couldn’t help wondering if Thad had slept with her. My instincts said, of course he had. It was the first reminder in my head of what it had been like years earlier, when I dealt with those thoughts on a daily basis.

Mandi escorted me to Thad’s suite and then disappeared discreetly.

Thad answered the door. He wore a tux as if we were headed for a night at the opera. Nice look. Thad always liked to be formal, and nothing had changed. He wasn’t the kind of guy who dressed down. Garrett, by contrast, lived in his jeans; you couldn’t get him out of them. I know this, because last night I tried and failed.

That was a joke.

I found myself comparing my rivals, Thad and Garrett, in my head. Funny that I thought about them like that. The rivals. Garrett probably wouldn’t think of himself that way, because he had no interest in me. There was only one man chasing and seducing me, and that was Thad. Thad Keller, millionaire many

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