I listened to his story about his life and how he came to became who he is. I honestly didn't give a shit, but him being a client, I opted in not interrupting him. I smiled and nodded, acting like I was listening intently. I honestly was a bit horny, if you didn't notice back when I was talking with Ari. But I could never...lay him. He was a high playing customer , but not high enough. He was too gruff and rude for my taste...and he must've been rude, cause I like rude ones. Their the bossiest in bed. And I love it.
"You're not even listening are you?",he said looking at me. I smiled. "Now, wouldn't that be rude Peter?". He smirked rolling his eyes. "Now your being nice ?"
"Your the client."
"Indeed I am."
I looked at him. "Now for the business. ", I said taking out my papers. He looked at me, fingering his ring on his index finger. I handed him the papers and then I handed him a pen. For that moment I felt a twinge of nervousness and fear, and a bit excitement. Then he took then pen and for a moment I felt a spark which went away as quick as it came. He looked at me questioningly.
Is there a problem Mr. Hernandez?", I said going back to my snark aditude . He smirked. "Nope. ", he said taking the pen writing and signing. I got a text.
'Babe , making money?'
I sighed rolling my eyes. Miranda.
"Something wrong Miss DeLano?",he said mocking my question I asked him. Yet this time I nodded.
"We'll wouldn't you like to know Peter Hernandez. "
