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  Simon and the sprite were smiling at each other and Greg was trying to talk to Melissa who couldn't seem to stay in her seat. Tracy had her head down and was humming something that I couldn't quite make out.

  Camille picked her drink up but was waylaid by Sam.

  "Cami put that shit down, I don't think you should have another."

  "What it's fine, besides the other six or seven already wore off what with the embarrassment and crap, trust me I'm sober." She took a drink and smacked her lips appreciatively.

  "Besides happy hour is almost over and you know dad is gonna kick us out before the rowdy crowd starts to show up. My dad doesn't let his girls stay here after a certain time because the place can get a little raunchy." She imparted this last tidbit to me.

  "That's not why Cam, it's because of that time Ellen dared you to strip down to your camisole and you almost started a riot with your knockers."

  "For the love of! Melissa get your ass back under the table, now. I have no idea what she's talking about." She shook her head at me with what she thought was an innocent look I'm sure, but I couldn't help the bark of laughter that came out of my mouth. I have to admit, I can't wait to see these knockers that everyone keeps talking about, the way she dressed she looked a little frumpy, at least that's what I'd always thought. I had no idea what she was hiding under there.

  Her bright gorgeous smile, and her winning personality, though a little shy, took the attention away from the rest or her that she tried so hard to hide. But now, after overhearing all this talk I was more than ready to find out what hidden treasures my little P.A. had for me to find.

  Maybe then I could stop fucking my bed in my sleep and get some peace. Maybe the dreams had been a preview to this night? or just some weird coincidence. Because chances are, I would never have approached her had I not overheard her talking about wanting me.

  Now that the cat was out of the bag there was going to have to be some serious rearranging done that’s for sure. The truth of the matter is, my dreams coupled with the girl I knew at the office, her sweet, kind and extremely beautiful self; were enough if an incentive, this little eye opener was just the key I needed to unlock the door.

  I’ve never dated anyone that wasn’t model thin before, not sure if that was by choice or just what was available to me. It’s like Cami had said, women like her didn’t think men like me would ever be interested. Had she been privy to the shit that has been going on in my head for the past couple of months she’d be singing a different tune.

  I tuned back into the conversation when the debate heated up as to why her father might want to throw them out of his bar.

  "It's either that or it could be the time we dared each other to dance on that table remember?"

  "Trace, here have a drink shove a straw down your pipe and keep it zipped."

  Sam pushed a mango margarita in Trace's direction and the others followed suit and started in on theirs. This ought to be fun, I could see that the guys were thinking the same thing as we all sat back and watched. I wondered if they would be so uninhibited in their speech now that they knew we were listening in or would the alcohol override their natural sense of propriety.

  "So Mr. Maddox, I guess you overheard our Cami mooning over your elephant dick."

  Cami's sip of her drink spewed out of her mouth across the table, as Sam deadpanned.

  Chapter 6

  CAMILLE

  I can't believe Sam said that shit out loud. By the time everyone else was finished laughing I had finished my drink and was starting on Melissa's, she didn't need it anyway. My boss decided that I'd had enough and removed the glass from my hand.

  "Uh uh, when I kiss you good night later I want you to remember at least that much." I looked at his dreamy face and those eyes that made me want to go swimming in the deep and certain parts of me started throbbing out of control.

  "Check." That's it, it was time to go before I did something really stupid like laid myself out for him to sample.

  Of course everyone's attention was once again focused solely on me since I'd yelled for the check at the top of my lungs.

  "Oh yeah it's time to go, she's looking at him like he's the last chicken leg on the platter and she's starving, come on girls lets get our girl home." Talk about word vomit, Tracy would pick this damn moment to make sense.

  "What'd I miss?" Melissa picked her head up from the table drool and all, looking around to see what all the commotion was about. Sam and Ellen who seemed to be the only two with any sense left started gathering us up, while Victoria just shook her head like we were all a lost cause.

  "How're you ladies getting home? I can call the boys to run you in." Dad came up to the table, I guess Leah the tattle tale must've told him I'd been screaming for the check, she would see that as an SOS since we never paid here.

  "We've got it sir." Braxton offered that tidbit as the chief sized them up one by one.

  "Alright now listen son, I'm trusting you lot with my pride and joys, if anything should happen between here and their front door remember, I have a gun, I'm the law and I know how to hide the bodies." I snickered as he eyed them down one by one.

  "No worries sir, we'll make sure they get home safe and sound, nothing more."

  "I wouldn't mind a little something more."

  "Oh geez Melissa don't say those things in font of me." Dad turned red as a cherry as the rest of us cracked up.

  "What chief, I didn't say anything, you should've heard..."

  "Alright Melissa time to go." Vic got her before she started in on elephant dicks again.

  Dad didn't seem too sure but he let us go anyway after giving out a few more warnings of doom if his little flowers weren't handled delicately.

  The guys were in a chauffeured limo, which pulled around the block just as we came out the building. I found myself sitting next to Braxton as we piled in, seemed we'd pretty much paired off like teenagers.

  "So tomorrow, what time should I pick you up?"

  "Are you serious about that or are you putting me on?"

  "I'm very serious Gosling." He gave me one of those sexy once-overs that had me squirming in my seat.

  "In that case seven I guess, or is that too early, what time would be better for you?"

  I was suddenly very nervous, this was Braxton Maddox after all, our city's most eligible bachelor, man about town and my own personal secret crush.

  "Seven's fine, any preference or is it my choice?"

  "Oh it's all you." He seemed to like that if the big smile on his face was anything to go by.

  "I want to kiss you so fucking bad right now but I don't want our first kiss to be in front of others, when I kiss you there just might be fireworks, wouldn't want any innocent bystanders to get hurt."

  "Oh man you have got to stop saying stuff like that before I molest you." Oops, I did it again.

  His loud bark of laughter made the others look in our direction but when nothing else was forthcoming they went back to their own business.

  "So tell me Miss. Camille, why have you been hiding under your clothes?"

  His look made me squirm and get all twitchy down below, if the man could do that with just his eyes I couldn't begin to imagine what his hands along with other parts of him could do.

  "Earth to Camille, where did you go?"

  "What? nowhere." I tried to check the corners of my mouth for drool without being too obvious, crap, this close he was really packing a wallop.

  "You didn't answer my question."

  "I don't hide, per say, just..." I shrugged my shoulders at him, my breasts are a sore spot for me, I've been teased about them since they appeared out of nowhere in my early teens, I've doled out plenty of black eyes because of them and the comments they generated. It's only the girls telling me that they were nothing to be ashamed of that kept me from total despair. Dad would run screaming bloody murder if I even thought of bringing up the subject with him, in fact the one time I tried he'd turned beet red and fled the room, we'd n
ever revisited that catastrophe again.

  "Okay let's change the subject, why didn't you ever let on that you were interested?"

  "Are you mental, no way, oh my...seriously..." I started to freak out.

  "Okay okay, calm down, I was just asking. I mean it seems to me that your girls knew so why didn't you ever give me a hint? Every time I came near you've always been so stoic and reserved. If I hadn't been there tonight I would never have known how you feel, now how is that a good thing?"

  "You don't just go up to your boss and say' hey hot stuff I'd like to jump your bones, how about a quickie in your office?'

  "I see you've given this some thought." He snickered, the cutie.

  "A little maybe...oh not fair, you can't ask me those kinds of questions while I'm a tad tipsy."

  "How else am I going to find out what I want to know? I'm sure by tomorrow you'll be back to being your other self, I rather enjoy this you though."

  "So what, you don't like office Cami?"

  "I didn't say that, I just find this you more relaxed and forthcoming that's all."

  "Alright you two we're here, Cami say goodnight to the elephant and let's go."

  Of course my eyes dropped to his lap at Sam's words, which made everyone laugh as I scrambled out of the car.

  "You people are a total embarrassment." I glared at the lot of them.

  "You're now figuring that out after all these years? I'll be by tomorrow to help get you ready for your date." Victoria kissed us goodbye before getting back in the car, she was the only one to move away since we'd been living together. I guess it made more sense for her to live with her fiancé James. The rest of us still lived together in the five bedroom house we rented, it was a great arrangement, we each had our privacy and split five ways the rent was almost next to nothing. So for a song we got to live in a very nice Victorian home in a great part of town.

  The girls were saying their goodbyes and I guess from some of the snippets I picked up, there was more than one date being made for the upcoming days.

  I didn't get my kiss but I got a very sweet touch of his lips against my cheek, it gave me butterflies and made me all warm and tingly.

  "Sleep tight beautiful, I'll see you at seven tomorrow, wear something casual and comfortable."

  "Why where're we going?"

  "It's a surprise."

  "Okay but casual and comfortable, I hope we're not doing anything athletic like because that's a disaster waiting to happen."

  "Athletically challenged are we?" He grinned that boyish grin of his and barely escaped being thrown to the sidewalk and humped to within an inch of his life.

  "Wow, I've never been humped that hard before."

  I looked to the girls who were all shaking their heads at me; yup, I'd had trots of the mouth again.

  "That's it folks the show's over I'm taking my wayward mouth inside, Mr. Maddox maybe I'll see you tomorrow for our date if you don't decide between now and then that it's not such a good idea."

  "Oh come on sweetheart, I think it's adorable that you find me that hot." He walked me to the door with my elbow in his hand.

  "I'm sure you do, but from where I'm standing it's been one embarrassing moment after the other."

  "No, not embarrassing, refreshingly honest. I can't tell you how much I appreciate that. Until tomorrow." I did get my kiss then. Well, well, well, he was good, he was very very good, toe curling, kitty melting good.

  He kissed like it was an art, no rush, no false moves, he knew what he was doing as he took my head in his hand and with the other on my ass pulled me into him. His mouth came down slow and sweet, his tongue licked across both my lips before he used it to open my mouth and sink in. I hummed in my throat as I felt his erection pressing into my middle, which only added to the heat of his mouth on mine.

  "Holy hell..." That was me after we came up for air. I was in so much trouble, way over my head.

  "Until tomorrow love." He had a secret smile on his face as he pushed his hands into his pants pockets and walked away.

  Chapter 7

  CAMILLE

  The next day I couldn't face myself in the mirror, every word came back to haunt me as I laid in bed. I went from bouts of total embarrassment to moments of sheer bliss.

  "I have a date with BRAXTON MADDOX." I stomped my feet and pounded my fists down on my bed as I screamed it out loud.

  "We know heifer now shut the hell up so the rest of us can get some sleep."

  Oh yeah, I've been shouting that same thing once about every ten minutes or so. So what? I couldn't help it, the man was only the most scrumptious thing on the planet, speaking of which.

  "You up already Cam? I thought for sure you'd be out until at least noon tomorrow."

  I just called my dad, "Can't sleep dad I got news."

  "Uh oh who do I need to bailout? how many times must I tell you girls it's an embarrassment for the chief to have to bailout one of his girls?"

  "Once, once you had to bailout El and you know she was right for decking that douche for what he said to Sam."

  "Speak with your mouths not your fists I've been telling you girls that since you were ten."

  "Whatever, anyway that's not my news, guess what."

  "Child of mine it's eight o'clock on a Saturday morning, I've had about two hours sleep I do not have time to play guessing games what're you five?"

  "Grumpy much dad? anyway big news." I can just imagine him rolling his eyes.

  "I have a date with BRAXTON MADDOX."

  "Geez Cam keep it down will you, you wanna deafen your old man or what?"

  "Sorry dad." I giggle snorted, suddenly more excited than I've ever been in my life.

  "I guess I have to get up and go in, I have to run this guy."

  "Don't you dare."

  "Nope got to do it you girls know the rules, all love interests must be put through the grinder."

  "Don't even think about embarrassing me like that." I'll kill him if he messed this up for me.

  "How's he going to know unless you tell him or I find something incriminating?"

  "What incriminating? this is Braxton Maddox, his personal life has been skinned inside out in the tabloids more than a Chinese raccoon dog to make fake Uggs."

  "What, what the hell does that mean?"

  "Never mind dad you leave my Braxton alone you hear?"

  "Your Braxton is it; doesn't matter what you say I'm running him and he better be squeaky clean, not even a parking ticket."

  "Pffft, not even you are that clean, don't you want to have grand babies?"

  "I'm not hearing this; picture my fingers in my ears."

  "Such a grown up, anyway there'll be no vetting of my future husband he's perfect just as is. I've worked closely with the man for a while now, trust me if there was anything sinister about him I would know. I've only cyber stalked him since I was like sixteen."

  "Oh crap my daughter's a criminal."

  "Whatever dad, anyway I just thought I should share my wonderful news with you so you can be happy for me."

  "Okay I'm happy, now may go back to sleep?"

  "Sure and there will be no background check up of future hubby?"

  "Dream on."

  Drats he hung up, oh well; my bedroom door was flung open and Ellen came flying towards my bed.

  "I'm up you've woken up the whole house with your shit."

  "Whee, I have a date with Braxton Maddox." My voice went whisper soft in wonder, this was really happening to me.

  "Now you whisper that shit?"

  Sam, Melissa and Trace weren't far behind, all of them griping about lack of sleep.

  "Okay heifer up and at 'em."

  "What where are we going?" My phone rang, probably dad calling back to annoy me. I pressed answer but Sam started in before I could speak.

  "If you're going on this date that you've been screaming about for the past hour and a half you have to have everything done. Hair, nails, skin buffed and a Brazilian."

  "I'm not sleep
ing with him on the first date."

  "You don't have to sleep with him but at least let the cooch out for a little R and R."

  "Hello." I finally answered the phone.

  "I agree with whoever that was one hundred percent."

  Fuck me not again.

  Chapter 8

  BRAXTON

  "Gosling you there?"

  "Uh, no Gosling here, you got wrong number."

  That's the strangest Asian accent I've ever heard, she's so fucking adorable.

  "I don't think so beautiful, after everything I heard last night you can't still be embarrassed."

  I could imagine those cheeks of hers pinking up.

  "Can we not talk about that please, it's bad enough that I have every word running through my head on a loop."

  "Fine we won't talk about how sexy I find that side of you."

  "Did you lose a bet or something sir, is that why you're messing with me?"

  "Nope, no bet I was just in the right place at the right time." I laid back against my pillow as I imagined her still tucked up in bed, all warm and inviting.

  "So to what do I owe the pleasure of this call?"

  "I missed you."

  And that was extremely strange; I'm not in the habit of missing women. With my lifestyle being what it is I'm always on the go. I'd made up my mind a long time ago that I liked my freedom too much to go the whole settling down route. On top of that my business kept me hopping, so I for damn sure wasn't looking for permanence.

  But last night after leaving her, I found myself thinking about her to the point she followed me into my dreams. Again! That's why I'm calling her so early on a Saturday morning after being out so late the night before. I woke up hungry for the sound of her voice, for some of that irreverence I'd overheard the night before. I would never again see her as the dowdy admin with the pretty face, and though I had yet to see what she really looked like under those oversized sweaters and too long skirts, I was intrigued by what I'd learned.