Striptease

Dinner

[Everleigh]

Oh. Fuck…Me...

When my eyes lifted up from the ground to meet a pair of dark brown ones, eyes that I could feel burning into the back of my mind as my mind attempted to commit them to memory, that were crinkled at the edges, a playful hint of a smirk pulling at familiar full lips.

His lips moved hypnotically, locking me into a trance that I wasn't sure I could get out of even if I wanted to.

And who says I even wanted to in the first place?

Oh, how I want to bite those lips so badly….

Wait, what the actual fuck?

What was going on with me?

I get it, he's attractive but God, I'm not gonna jump his bones just because he smiled at me.

Hang on, what was he saying again?

I felt like an idiot for missing what he said, his voice drowned out in my ears like I was underwater for so long and his voice was calling me back up to the surface.

And like a mermaid that was enraptured by the beauty of the human male species from the land above, I could only take a deep breath in as his voice floated into my ears at long last.

"I believe this belongs to you, Miss Eve."

Miss Eve.

He called me a Miss…..That's somethin' new I haven't heard from him before.

Clearing my throat as I was brought back to reality, I stood up slowly, my calves cramping from having been stuck in an awkward position for a good minute or so.

"Thank you, Mr Wylder."

I said as I grasped onto Kitty, my fingers holding onto the slightly damp fur of the old, stuffed black and white puppy dog that was now in serious need of a good wash and rinse cycle.

His fingers brushed mine as he released Kitty, that same damned smirk of his spreading into a grin as his hands returned to their usual spot on the wheels.

"You're welcome and please, call me Charlie. I think we're a bit past formalities."

The fresh memory of the fact that I had been practically grinding on his lap was not lost on me and if I wasn't blushing like an innocent well minded virgin, I surely was now.

My fingers toyed with Kitty nervously as I bit back a smile, deciding to play along with his little formal game for now.

What was the harm in ruining a friendly little bantering session, after all?

I'm sure he had plenty of matters to attend to anyways and after our conversation, we'd be done with.

Or so I thought.

"I suppose we are. Allow me to reintroduce myself then, Everleigh Peyton at your service."

Extending my hand back out, I expected him to only reach out and shake it in a polite, professional manner.

Ha!

Like you showed him any sort of professionalism while you were stripping down to your skivvies for a couple thousand bucks.

But no, Charlie then gently placed his hand underneath mine and I was confused for a moment at the strangeness of change before he brought the back of my palm up to his mouth.

His lips gently caressed the back of my palm, it would've felt like he was kissing the back of Queen Elizabeth's had that devilish twinkle in his eyes not been shining at that moment.