The Seduction of Alex Parker(21)
“Olivia,” I called over the intercom. “Do some digging and get the phone number for an Emerson James.”
“Right away, sir.”
“When you get it, text it to my cell.”
“Of course, sir.”
I’d let her into my home. She cooked for me. I even f*cked her twice now and I still didn’t have her number. My phone beeped with a text message from Olivia. I stored Emerson’s number in my contacts and then sent her a text message.
“There’s a charity function tomorrow night and I need you to go with me. You’ll need a formal dress, so go to Bloomingdales and buy one. Put it on my account.”
A few moments later, she replied, “Who is this?”
I rolled my eyes and let a small smile cross my lips.
“It’s Alex. Who the hell else would be asking you to a charity event?”
“You never know. Who would have thought I would have run into the man from Vegas in your office, lol!”
Did she really just say “lol”? I shook my head and replied.
“Very funny, Emerson. Now go buy a dress.”
“I don’t believe you asked me properly, Mr. Parker. You said that you ‘need’ me to go. You didn’t ask me if I would like to go. There’s a difference, you know.”
I could feel my blood pressure rising by the minute. She was going to be the death of me.
“Emerson, would you like to attend a charity function with me tomorrow night? It’s for a very good cause.”
“Why thank you, Mr. Parker. I’d love to.”
“Good. NOW GO BUY A DRESS!”
“Watch your blood pressure. I would hate to miss that event because you went and had a heart attack.”
I clenched my jaw and set my phone down. That woman. That beautiful, hot-as-f*ck, amazing-in-bed, smart-mouth woman.
Chapter 16
Emerson
Alex Parker needed to learn some manners on how to ask a woman to an event. How in the world did the women he dated put up with his attitude? I shook my head and walked into the living room where Jenna was dusting and plopped myself on the couch.
“Alex asked me to go to a charity event tomorrow night and he told me to go buy a dress at Bloomingdales.”
“Really?” she asked with a twisted face.
“Yeah. I’m just as surprised as you are. Would you like to come with me?”
“When?”
“After you get off work.”
“Sure. I’d love to!”
After she was finished with her work for His Majesty, Jenna and I hopped into Adam’s car and drove to Bloomingdales. After trying several dresses on, I decided on a beautiful black slim chiffon dress with a sweetheart neckline and beaded top. It was beautiful and it fit perfectly.
“Did Mr. Parker give you a budget?” Jenna asked.
“He just said to put it on his account. But maybe I should ask him. This dress is really expensive.”
Pulling out my phone, I sent Alex a text message.
“Hi, it’s Emerson. Do I have a budget for the dress?”
“I know who this is, Emerson. Did you find one?”
“Yes.”
“How much is it?”
“It’s priced at 7,000 dollars.”
“Are you kidding me? Is that the only one you could find?”
“Yes. But it’s a Christian Dior. I can look around. I saw a pretty dress in the window at a resale shop we passed.”
I silently smiled. There would be no way he’d let me buy a dress from a resale shop and be seen with me wearing it.
“Buy the Christian Dior. It’s fine.”
“Are you sure? I don’t mind going to the resale shop.”
“EMERSON. BUY THE DAMN DRESS!”
“You don’t have to be so rude about it. Remember your blood pressure.”
“I’m sorry if I came across rude. Please buy the dress you like. I’m sure you look stunning in it.”
“Thank you, Alex.”
“You’re welcome.”
I handed the dress to the sales associate and Jenna and I drove home. When I pulled up, I was surprised to see Alex getting out of the Bentley. It was only eight o’clock. I said goodbye to Jenna and Alex stopped before he reached the front door.
“May I see what you bought?” he asked.
“No. You can see it on me tomorrow night.”
We walked into the house and I headed straight to my room, Alex following behind.
“But I paid for it. So I want to see it.”
“You will. Tomorrow night.” I smiled. “By the way, why are you home so early?”
“I’ve decided that I’m not going to be at the office so late anymore. I’m going to be doing a lot of work from home.”
“Wow. What brought on that revelation?” I smirked.
“I’ve been working too much and I think it’s time I cut back and maybe not worry about so many things.”
“So you took my advice?”
“No.”
I placed my hand on his muscular chest. “Listen, big guy, we’re friends, right?”
“I suppose we’re friends. Friends with benefits.” The grin on his face grew.