Pretty Boy - Royce

VI

      》》》》》Lorenzo

"Lorenzo, think about this we got a lot of shit to worry about. A $350 million profit is in the way of this deal." Ray stressed

"That's why you're my lawyer. I hired you to do all the worrying for me."

He sighed, running his hand down his face. "Everything set for dinner tonight?" Ray asked as I left the office

"Yep, got it all figured out."

"Renzo, you gotta tell me. Who is the mystery lady? I'm dying here."

"Nobody you know."

   》》》》》Aubrey

"Excuse me, you must be Aubrey. I'm Bridget." The lady stuck her hand out for me to shake

"That I am, Kenneth said you'd be a nice lady." I said while shaking her hand

"He's very sweet. So um, what are you looking for? What are your plans while you're in town?" She asked

"Well," I said lifting my leg to sit on the counter, but she stopped me telling me not to sit on the glass jewelry case. "I'm going to dinner and stuff."

"Looks like you need a cocktail dress. Follow me this way. I'm sure we have just the right dress for you, your cousin would like it too. Size 4, right?"

"Um, yeah... How'd you know that?"

"It's my job to know these types of things and we look about the same size."

"Oh well, Bridget he's not really my cousin..." I said lowly

"I figured."

-

"Hey, hey Kenneth look! Look, I got a dress. Oh, and I got shoes too, wanna see it?" I asked him

"No that won't be necessary ma'am."

"Okay, I didn't mean to interrupt you but I just wanted to say thanks. Bridget thinks you're a sweet guy, underneath that hard shell." I smiled, pinching his cheeks

I went up to the penthouse to be greeted by the phone ringing.

"Yes?" I answered

"Don't ever pick up the phone." Lorenzo said

"Then why are you calling?" I rolled my eyes

"Did you buy clothes?"

"I got a dress. A cocktail one." I said

"Good, I'll be in the lobby at 7:45. Don't keep me waiting Aubrey, I'm a very busy man."

"Fine, I don't want you to see my dress yet anyway. I'll meet you in the lobby Mr. Very busy man."

"See you then." I hung up the phone smiling. The phone ran again when I got up

"Yes, sweetheart?" I said sweetly, joking

"I told you not to pick up the phone."

"Stop calling me and I won't, asshole."

I heard him chuckle before hanging up the phone. I called the front desk asking for Kenneth.

"Yes, Aubrey?"

"I have a small problem..."

"You can't fit the dress?"

"Yes but, I need to know some table manners or etiquette."

-

"Tell him, I'm waiting for him in the lounge." I told Kenneth