Page 11 of The Playboy
“I’m sure that I need to sleep almost fourteen hours a day right now, and with your schedule, I wouldn’t be able to. Stop stalling, Tait. I’m sure you have several questions you’re dying to get answered.”
She always knows when I’m trying to avoid a subject. “Can you tell me about Sam? I have a suspicion, but I’m not entirely sure I’m correct. I also think I might have offended her pretty badly in the elevator just a bit ago.”
She takes a deep breath but stays silent.
“Please. I need to know. You know I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.”
She sighs. “Fine. She would kill me if she knew I was talking to you about her, so keep this between us. All I’ll say is go with your gut on this one. Also, if she ever finds out I told you this, I will cut your balls off and feed them to you, but she really wanted to do what you asked in the elevator.” She laughs and I follow; it’s just like Emily to threaten me like that. “You’re her boss though, and this is scary territory for her. She doesn’t want to lose this job, and she doesn’t want things to go south. She’s only been there for one day!”
“So, basically, what you’re telling me is, don’t fuck her and dump her.”
“What I’m telling you is to keep it in your pants, and if you show her you can be trusted she’ll come around. She is hoping to get a good recommendation from you so she can continue getting gigs in Hollywood. Again, you’re her boss. You need to keep things professional if you want to get with her.”
“Right. Thanks, Emily. Feel better. We’ll chat soon.”
“Later, Tait.”
I now have to find a way to keep it in my pants after the information she just told me.
Chapter 8
I walk outof the elevator and call Emily. I need to hear her voice and have her tell me I’m not crazy for what I’m thinking. She answers on the first ring.
“Hey, chica.” She yawns into the phone.
“Hey, babe, how are you feeling?”
“All right. Very tired, but I’m surviving. How’s Tait? Have you two made up?”
“I don’t know what to do, Emily.”
She gasps. “You dirty girl, did you sleep with him?”
“No! Emily! Give me some credit, huh?” She stays silent, waiting for me to continue. “He thinks I’m submissive, and he tried testing the theory tonight. I didn’t tell him. He just knows.”
“Really? What did he do?” She sounds excited for the juicy details.
“He brushed against my arm, and I got goosebumps. When he asked if I was cold, I said ‘no, Sir’, and then he asked me to kneel.”
“Oh, Sam! You didn’t, did you?”
“No! I couldn’t do that. He’s my boss and I don’t want to ruin this job.”
“You wanted to though. I can hear it in your voice.” She’s smiling through the phone.
“Yes,” I whisper and bite my thumbnail.
“Sam, what you decide to do is up to you. I just want you to remember that. I did warn you not to sleep with him though, right?” She laughs. “Just don’t get pregnant. That’s the only advice I’m going to give you. Also, remember how long it took for you to open up to Ben. Why do you think you’re more open with Tait?”
Because everything about him makes me want to jump his bones.“Right.” I sigh. “I don’t know. Thanks for the talk, Emily. I need to get going. I’m going to dinner with him tonight.”
“Have fun, and just make sure you are ready for this if you jump in. He doesn’t commit to anyone. Remember that.”
“Thanks for the advice. Get back to sleep and I’ll talk to you later.”
“Bye, babe.”
I lie on my bed. I can do this. I can avoid his shining green eyes, his perfectly muscular body, and the light brown locks I want to tug on. I allow my imagination to run rampant for a second, and the heat between my legs gets worse.