Tricks Of Passion

Chapter 11

True to his words, after work there was a limo waiting out front for us. "Ready?" he asked.

"Does it matter?" I'm sure he's going to force me either way.

"You're right, it doesn't. Now get in." I glared back at him as he shoved me forward.

"Did your mother ever teach you how to treat a lady?" I slide into the back seat of the limo, surprised to see a petite blonde already seated texting away on her phone. Uh who was she?

"She did, lucky for me you're not a lady." He got in next to me. I moved over more when I felt his leg rub against mine. "Sophia this is Patricia, she'll be helping you pick out a dress this evening." Patricia smiled at me, then went back to texting on her phone.

"I thought you were helping me?" I asked before I could stop myself.

"I'm only there to judge what I don't like." He leaned back against the seat stretching his arm out across the back of my head, his cologne drifting into my nostrils. Why did he have to smell so amazing? "unless you want me to help you strip." I jabbed my elbow into his side.

"Not even in your dream." I rolled my eyes.

"I don't have to worry about that. You come into my dreams fully naked already." I gasped, staring up at him in shock. Did he really just say that?

"You're such a pervert."

"And you behave like a nun."

"I do not!"

"Oh really? Shall we turn this into a challenge then?" he smirked down at me. If I was smart, I would've said no, but sadly my competitive side has other plans.

"What's the challenge?" I knew I was going to regret my question the moment it came out of my mouth. Never make deals with the devil.

"Undress in front of me."

"What!?" he had to be joking, right?

"You heard me, when you change don't bother stepping into the dressing rooms. Unless of course, it's against your religion." I narrowed my eyes at him. Undress in front of him or be labeled as a nun? Was it worth the humiliation? I wasn't shy about showing my body, it'll be just like walking around in a swimsuit. But was it appropriate? He was still my boss after all. How do I know he won't take pictures and try to black mail me with them later?

"Ok, on one condition. You have to sit there shirtless." Seemed like a fair deal. If parts of my body were going to show, then so should his. Plus, I wouldn't mind seeing him shirtless, I mean who would?

"If you wanted me out of my clothes so bad Ms. Deblanco all you had to do was ask." He winked at me. I could feel my cheeks starting to get warm.

"Says the guy wanting a strip show."

"If you don't mind me interrupting Mr. Alberto but we're here." Patricia spoke from across the limo.  

He winked at me before getting out of the car. I slid across the seat to get out as well. I gasped at the place we were at. "Gucci? I can't afford this!" I made to get back in the limo, when a hand wrapped around my wrist.

I turned to face Jax. "Which is why I'm paying."

I shook my head. "I can't let you pay that much. There's a nice forever 21 in the mall, why can't we go there?"

The look on his face made me feel cheap. I regret suggesting it now. Instead of replying he started to pull me forward. I sighed, I'll just pick out the cheapest thing in here then. "Patricia get me a manager." He took a seat on the long couch, pulling out his phone. Patricia scurried off to the desk up front. God he was so bossy, and never even asked. I took a glance around the store, cringing at the price tags. I should not be here. "sit down Ms. Deblanco." he ordered, not even looking up.