Mr. Handsome A Billionaire Romance(13)
“Oh, she’s back, I’ll hand you over,” Marissa had that weird adoring tone as she was ending the conversation with Jeffrey. She passed me the sleek gold phone and I answered a little self-consciously, Marissa was obviously listening in on the conversation. I could tell because she was watching me expectantly.
“I see you’ve gotten a cell phone; you know your voice sounds just as sexy over the phone as it does in real life…”
I laughed, more out of surprise and slight disbelief than anything else. Jeffrey’s voice sounded even sexier over the phone, which was insane, because that ought to be impossible.
“Wow, you laughed! I made you laugh, that means you like me,” Jeffrey said smugly and I couldn’t help but giggle again. Marissa rolled her eyes at me and motioned at me to talk instead of giggle. I probably did sound like one of his fan girls.
“You’re okay, I guess, I’m still not so sure…” I said, only half joking. Jeffrey chuckled; the sound was warm and inviting.
“I can understand why you’d say that, and don’t worry, I will change your view of me, so guess what?” Jeffrey sounded like he had a surprise or something, rather than a secret.
“What…?” I said cautiously.
“Marissa has a clear schedule tomorrow; you don’t have to work. So…can I come pick you up tonight?” My eyes widened in surprise and I looked over at Marissa who actually gave me a smile as to say “you’re welcome.”
“Um…sure I guess…” I said, though the hesitation was clear in my voice.
Chapter3
Jeffrey
“Are you sure?” I asked Christina. I had to admit that she was the toughest date to secure. I would make her feel secure, though; I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t get her out of my head. She was so soft spoken and had a quiet grace about her, not to mention she was beautiful. The kind of beautiful that would make you do a double-take because you didn’t notice her at first. Now she was making me work for a date with her and I f*cking loved that.
“Yes, yes I’m sure. Tonight then, the same time?” she asked, her voice softening again. I could only imagine her being stuck in the car while Marissa was probably bullying her into what to say.
“Seven thirty, I’ll be there,” I promised and soon she was saying a soft “see you later.” She had such a way of making things feel so intimate and tender, even over the phone. I put my cell down on my desk and reclined back in the desk chair, my hands folded behind my head. I was feeling pretty good, I had to admit.
“Hey Jeff, we have a…what, did you just get a blow job or something?” Victor walked into my office, his expression suspicious.
“No. I just have a date tonight with a girl I like,” I grinned, and Victor’s expression turned into a confused frown.
“Since when do you get so excited over a date? You go for dinner, have sex and then move onto the next one,” Victor said bluntly.
A spike of anger rose in my chest at his inadvertent insult against Christina.
“She’s not like that, things are not going to be like that with us.” My tone was firm and Victor’s expression turned perplexed. Man, was this guy expressive today.
“Alright, then…well, we have a little hiccup in one of the warehouses. There was a small fire and it destroyed a few ignition pieces that we got from Cromwell this morning.”
I sighed heavily. The last thing I need is any suspicious activity going on where Cromwell was concerned.
“Report it, get all the necessary paperwork done. Then send in to Cromwell’s factory that we need replacements and have the proof to back up our reason for needing it,” I said clearly, Victor nodding as if he was already having all that done.
“Yeah, the fire department is on the scene. I just wanted to let you know. Also, you need to set up a meeting with Vanessa, she’s great at her new position and is in talks with the UK, more specifically Northern Ireland…so there could be a deal pending,” Victor said, his eyebrows lifting with intrigue.
“Alright, well I’m free now if she has twenty minutes, otherwise I’ll be busy until Monday.” Victor nodded, he knew my schedule better than I did, of course.
“It’ll have to be Monday, then; she’s booked solid with meetings. You should give her a raise.”
I laughed at Victor, the fool was so whipped it was hilarious. Nessa had him wrapped around her finger, that was for sure. Victor left to go and deal with the fire incident in our Hell’s Kitchen warehouse and I went to go and get lunch.
I really wanted to talk to Christina again, but I didn’t want to seem weird. Plus, Marissa was probably loading work onto her plate. Now that Christina had a cell phone, I’m sure it would be much easier for her to get the job she really wanted. I went downstairs to the little soup and salad cart in the lobby. By the time I returned to my desk, I couldn’t help myself. I sent her a text: Hope Marissa isn’t working you too hard… I sat back with my salad and took a few bites before she replied.
No…she’s being weirdly nice to me today. I think it’s because we’re going on a date tonight.
I smiled, Marissa was an odd character, beautiful, but odd.
What?! You’re going out on a date with Marissa? I thought we were going out? I sent the message and waited for her reply with a stupid smirk on my face. Not three days ago I had walked in on Victor texting Vanessa with the same goofy grin and I threw my shoe at him.