I hadn’t expected the gentleman named Calvin, which I assumed wasn’t his real name, would already be in the room, greeting me the moment I arrived. As Derek had, Calvin wore a black mask which hid the top half of his face. He was easily six foot tall, sexual self-assurance clinging to him with perfection, as did his tailored, white, button-down shirt with sleeves rolled up and the black trousers showing off his well-built physique. There was something about seeing a man in dress trousers and being able to make out muscular thighs that had me staring. Maybe it was because, in the professional world, I didn’t see it often. Then again, if I did, I wasn’t sure I’d be very productive.
His stunning smile, revealing perfectly white teeth, was only eclipsed by his gorgeous blue eyes as he moved closer to greet me. “Hello, Kat. It’s nice to meet you.”
Holy hell. What a voice. Husky and sincere in his welcome. His warm hand took my ice-cold one in greeting.
I nearly erupted into a nervous giggle when the tingle traveled all the way through my body down to my toes. A spark some people called it. I dubbed it the: I haven’t been laid in so long that a handshake is making me desperate effect.
Probably a good thing Calvin was wearing a mask because if his face was half as attractive as his body or voice, I was certain I wouldn’t have been able to get out an actual coherent word. You would have thought I was sixteen with the way I was acting. Pulling my hand away, I reminded myself I was in fact a grown woman who happened to be paying for his time and had an agenda in coming here that didn’t include standing here ogling him.
His voice broke me away from my thoughts as he motioned towards a chair. “Please have a seat. Can I offer you a beverage?”
I shook my head, realizing Mavis had quietly backed out of the room, leaving us alone. “No, thank you.” Sitting down, I took a deep breath, trying to quiet my nerves and keep puking off the list of my accomplishments for this evening.
He poured some water and took a sip and then sat across from me. “So, it’s been a few months since you’ve been here.”
“Right, I was pretty busy and…” I sighed, thinking if I couldn’t be candid regarding my actual reason for staying away, there’d be no hope I could be honest about anything else.