I weave through the crowds and I make a stop at an empty table at the far right. Here, I can look around the whole lac and spot anyone if they get in.
I am looking for him.
You see those thoughts that pop in your head, thinking about someone and the next thing the said someone texts you, calls you or even appears, that is what happens.
Only that he is not alone. In his arms is the sexiest woman I have seen and she is talking to him, touching him with a familiarity. I watch the whole interaction and when they get shown their assigned table.
I gulp down the champagne and take two more when I see them passing. I don't know what I expected in this scenario. That he would come by and spot me, just like in the movies. He would then talk to me and start doing all these romantic courting things. I guess not.
I sip some more champagne and roll my shoulders back. This isn't a movie and this is a hot guy I just interviewed I am talking about. Him sending me flowers, had nothing to do with him wanting me or being interested like that. He is a player anyway, I try to pat myself in the back, mentally.
Well now that I'm here I might as well try to have some fun since the highlight of the night is ruined.
"There you are" my boss comes at my table.
"I want you to join us at the table" she points at the table and it is right next to where Trevor's is.
Seriously?
"You didn't think I just invite you to drink champagne do you? I know Mr Kincaid took a liking at you and we want him for something in our company, details I cannot explain to you."
We are at gala that i see a lot of influential faces around.
I connect the dots and see where this is all leading to. Tonight what I expected to be isn't.
"You will interact with him and help him lure him into agreeing to have a meeting with the board members."
"Are you using me?" I ask her sternly. I do not take a liking to people who use others just because.
"Do not be silly. Call this... benefiting from what we both want."
"And what do I want?" I ask her my lips pursed.
"A promotion. You are an assistant right now and there happens to be a position available."
This woman. She thinks I will just say no and stomp out furious my character and pride hurt because she wants a meeting and is basically bribing me.
"I will take that and an addition of salary," I look at her squarely in the eyes. She looks taken aback because I don't think she expected that.
"You will do just fine if you continue like that."
Is she proud of me?
When we get at the table, I make sure that Trevor sees me. Of course I don't show that I have seen him let alone know where he is seated. And by our seating arrangements, we are literally facing each other. I make conversation at the table and I see big names that are on top of the Manhattan media in the table as i and I actually get to know them.
At the corner of my eyes I see Trevor staring at me the whole time, his date forgotten. The gala starts, the money is given for the charity event and people continue drinking.
There is soft music playing to and some people stand up to dance to it. I remain seated, all while nursing my champagne. I had to go easy on it, because I had started to get a little carried away.
He comes and sits next to me.
"You look like that, and ignore me the whole evening, Hannah, what games are you playing?" he speaks softly almost to a whisper just behind my ear, and I feel Goosebumps forming on my skin.
"I do not know what you are implying, Trevor," I respond just as softly, twisting on my seat to face him.
He doesn't say anything but just takes his time to look at me. I feel like I am under a microscope but I am loving every single second of it.
"Dance with me," he offers his hand to me and I take it.
He leads me, and I follow. We dance slowly in silence, no one wanting to be the first to say anything.
Trevor is a powerful man, I could see that from the first time I saw him. He does not need to say a lot of words, his posture emits power, an ultimate alpha.
"Stop thinking so hard," I notice that he doesn't ask me anything either. He states.
"I am not. Your girlfriend is." I slyly tell him.
He spins me and when I spin my hand touches his chest when we come to a stop.
"Jealous?" he is looking at me directly in my eyes.
"Never," I whisper
"Good girl."
That makes my head rush and I start to feel things in places I shouldn't be feeling at this moment.
"You are the most beautiful woman here," he tells me as we continue dancing. My hand is still on his chest, the other engulfed in his palm.
I decide to cut the dance short. If I am supposed to be making him have a meeting with my boss, I need to play this right.
"It was nice seeing you," I pull back and make my way to our table. I take my purse and pass by the woman he came earlier with. She gives me a stinky eye but I just don't pay her any attention.
I make my way towards the exit and the valet shows me where to wait for the town car to pick me up.
I stand at the side walk, and I feel for the first time that I am really cold.
A luxurious car stops where I am standing and a window rolls open
"Get in," its Trevor.
"I am fine, thank you."
He looks at me like I am a stubborn child. "You are freezing, get in."
I take a minute to look around and the car is not yet here so I take my chances and get inside, rolling my eyes.
"Just don't kidnap me or something."
"I wouldn't have to. You would come to me willingly."
Is it wrong that the way he said it made me have the tingle again?