Possessive: At Her Masters Side (Kingswood Saga Book 5) Completed

4. Geneva

"Paris, please I need your help, stop laughing at me" I growl down the phone at her, she's been laughing at me for the last five minutes, since I told her about the club job.
"Oh Gen, only you could get yourself into a mess like this" she giggles again.

"Paris, what do I wear, come on, I've only got an hour till I have to be there" I gripe and I can hear her pottering about.
"Okay, the little black dress, you wore to Jayne's party, no tights, please make sure your legs are shaved though, and heels, the highest you can manage. Put that on first and send me a picture" she orders and I gulp, that dress was so short and dipped very low at the back, but I had phoned for her advice, I might as well take it.

I dressed and snapped the picture, nervously waiting as she called back.
"Good, now you had a long chain necklace, I think you usually double it up, wear it long but hanging down your back, you find it?" she asked as I dug through the jewellery box, pulling the chain out.

"Yep, anything else?"
"Leave your hair down, run some styling product through it and shake you head upside down, then leave it, do not brush it flat" she instructs "Do it and send me another picture, and show me the shoes you've chosen, no flats, you need the heels with that dress" she warns.

"Yes, yes, okay, give me a second" I hiss, looking through the cabinet for hair stuff.
I take another picture and send it to her, holding the phone at an unnatural angle to show all of me.

"Good, now have fun, if nothing comes of it, just experience something out of your comfort zone" she laughs approving the outfit and I groan again.
"This is so not me" I fiddle with the hem, trying to pull in down.

"Gen, if you really don't want to do it, don't, its not like you to be manipulated into doing something you don't want to" she says and I grimace, I want to stay home and forget I ever met Alexander Hamilton but I'm damned if i'm giving him the satisfaction of scaring me away.

"No, I'm going" I tell her and she giggles again.
"Oh, I cant wait to meet him, I don't think i've ever seen you so reactive" she laughs.
"Good night Paris" I hiss, before hanging up, snatching up my purse and shawl and leaving before I can talk myself out of it.

I park in the VIP parking as instructed in the email Nigel sent me after the meeting and headed towards the uniformed doorman, giving him my name.

"Someone will be down to collect you Ms Loxley, please do wait inside" he said smiling and opening a side door for me.

I look around the spacious waiting area, seeing a fancy lounge suite and desk, the room is empty, but the heavy dark wood makes it feel cosy, its everything I expect so far and I screw my nose up a little at the cliche, turning on my heel to look all around.

"Not to your taste?" I start at the sound of a voice I remember from behind me.
"You!" I hiss at him "What are you doing here Henry?"
"Ah, you remembered my name, i'm so pleased and I'm here to meet you, my brother tells me we are showing you around this evening" he grins at me as I scowl at the handsome man dressed in black.

"Mr Hamilton is your brother?" I question and he laughs.
"Thats far too stuffy, his name is Alexander, though I call him Alex" he grins, stepping forward as I take a step back.

"Whatever game your playing, i'm out, I turn to head back toward the door I came in through but his next words stop me"

"He said you would run, prove him wrong, I dare you, Geneva" he said softly, his voice making my name sound like a caress, his front coming up against my back. His finger stroking down my exposed spine as I can feel the heat from his body.

"I dare you" he repeats and I shiver.
"Why?" I croak out, torn between flight or fight.
"Because you want to" he teases, turning me to face him. "Because you never back down from a challenge" he adds, tipping my head back, his arms coming around me.