Playing With Fire (3 page)

I
changed into a pair of panties and a tank top and flipped a movie on. I
eventually fell asleep on the couch my mind still on Quinn.

I
woke up like usual and went for a run. It was a beautiful crisp morning and I
had a full running suit on to try to battle the cold. The air cleared my head,
I had done nothing but dream about Quinn doing naughty things to me. It was
annoying. I kept saying to myself that he was no good, a pimp that probably
slept around. He was no good for a woman with such little experience.

I
went back to the apartment when I was good and tired. Naomi was up sipping
coffee. She smiled mischievously at me over her mug.

“What?”
I asked wondering why she looked like she knew something.

“I
heard you gave Quinn a run for his money,” she said and giggled.

I
blushed. “I may have teased him a little. Then he kicked me out,” I said
amused.

“He
kicked you out so he wouldn’t break his rule and fuck the hell out of you,” she
said rolling her eyes.

I
narrowed my eyes. “What rule and who said he wanted to fuck me?” I asked now
more interested in what she was saying.

“He
will not sleep with his employees and from what I hear he came out of that room
about to combust, what the hell did you do to him?” she asked amused.

I
shrugged and smiled. “I may have danced for him.”

She
scrunched her nose like she did when she was confused. “A lot of girls dance
for him that doesn’t bother him.”

I
sighed and shifted nervously. “I may have just been in my hooker boots when I
did and it was more of a lap dance.”

Her
mouth dropped. “You were naked!” she squeaked.

I
scowled. “He pissed me off, he kept acting like I wasn’t sexy so I was going to
prove a point to the bastard,” I snapped.

She
giggled. “Oh my god I wish I could have been there.”

I
smiled. “I at least made it past the date, he is supposed to set me up tonight
so we need to hit the store,” I said amused.

She
nodded. “I will shower and we will go.”

I
nodded and she hurried out. I needed to clean up myself. My phone rang and I
didn’t recognize the number. “Hello,” I said wondering if it was work.

“Miss
Blake, you sound a vibrant as ever,” Quinn whispered seductively.

“Well
if it isn’t my pimp daddy, I figured Charlotte would be calling me,” I said
amused.

“I
am actually going to oversee you,” he said sounding amused.

“To
what do I owe that honor Quinn?” I asked playfully.

“You
are an asset one that can make a lot of money if I use you properly,” he said
quietly.

“I
can do more than make money if used properly Quinn,” I said flirtatiously.

I
heard him catch his breath. I liked when he did that it came me an indication
that I was slightly sexy to him. “Miss Blake, I have rules.” He sounded both
serious and playful at the same time.

I
giggled. “Darling didn’t anyone teach you rules are meant to be broken?”

“These
aren’t, now your date will be this evening. It is a formal event no hooker
boots,” he said firmly. “Edward will get you at seven,” he said and hung up
without waiting for a reply.

I
rolled my eyes and decided to forget about him. He was out of my league anyway
and he made me think and say naughty things.

Naomi
and I went to her favorite store. I tried on several dresses and finally
settled on a copper one. It had a deep v cut almost to my belly button. The
sides were just straps of jewels exposing a lot of skin. The straps connected
in the back and the dress dropped all the way down to my lower back. It went to
the floor but opened in the front flaring out and showing a lot of leg. I found
a pair of copper high heel sandals and a pink thong. I would be unable to wear
a bra with the dress just panties. I would also have to use fashion tape
because the dress precariously covered my breasts allowing the sides of my
breasts to be visible.

Naomi
bought a few more dresses then we headed home. I started dressing around five.
I left my hair mostly down, but I pulled a couple side strands back and pinned
them behind my head so it gave me a more innocent look which contradicted the
dress.

I
looked in the mirror when I was done. I looked hot. The dress clung to me like
it had been painted on. My outline of my nipples could be seen when I moved
certain ways. Naomi knocked on my door and came in.

Her
mouth dropped when she saw me. “Do you like it?” I asked turning so she could
get the full effect of the dress.

“That
is an amazing dress on you, your date is going to be floored,” she said
smiling. “Oh and drinks at Mitch’s after work to celebrate your birthday. I bet
you thought I forgot.”

I
rolled my eyes, I was now twenty one and could drink. “You know I don’t make
big deals out of my birthdays,” I grumbled.

“Yes,
but this is your twenty first birthday tradition calls for drinking and lots of
it. Besides school is out tomorrow so we can have fun,” she said and grinned.

I
smiled. “Fine I will see you there,” I said and just as I said it there was a
knock on the door. I went to it and answered it. Edward went to speak, but his
eyes skirted my body then he blushed. I giggled. “It must look good if you are
blushing Edward,” I said and grabbed my coat.

“My
apologies mam I was just a little surprised.” He sounded out of sorts which
made me happy. I knew I looked good.

“You
can look all you want Edward,” I said playfully then left him mouth hanging
open and walked to the car. He opened the door and I slid in.

He
set off and glanced at me occasionally. “Edward do you know where we are
going?” I was curious about where these dates were supposed to take place.

“Yes
mam, a fundraiser at the art gallery downtown. Quinn is there with another date
and you will have a date. He thought it would be best if he could oversee the
night,” he said and smiled.

I
smiled even though I was annoyed that he had another date. “Sounds
interesting,” I said trying to fight my annoyance and my nerves. I always
appeared cool and calm even when I was out of sorts on the inside.

He
pulled up to the gallery and let me out giving the valet the key. The valet
blushed when he saw me and stumbled backwards.

“Your
dates name is Andrew Roberts, I will direct you to him. He is a big client so
be on your best behavior,” Edward said smoothly as he opened the door for me.

“Of
course,” I said and batted my eyes making him smile and shake his head.

He
held the door for me and I walked through. There were several people, but it
was not as crowded as I thought it would be. I immediately spotted Quinn. He
had a pretty brunette on his arm which made me slightly jealous. He was in a
tux, and man did he make it look good.

There
was a man standing next to him, the guy looked timid as hell. He was decent
looking, but he didn’t look confident at all. I was guessing this was Andrew.

Several
men looked at me, it seemed like the room quieted. This caught Quinn’s
attention and he looked at me. He looked a little startled. I smiled as I moved
easily through the people swinging my hips as I went.

“You
are going to annihilate that poor boy,” Edward said amused.

I
giggled. “I agree,” I said as we reached Quinn.

He
looked guarded, but his eyes kept trailing my body. “Miss Blake,” Quinn said
and it came out as more of a whisper. I was happy I had this effect on him.

“Quinn
you look delectable this evening,” I said and smiled playfully.

He
actually blushed which amused me. “Miss Blake this is Andrew Roberts,” he said
indicating the timid man next to him.

I
turned to him and smiled. “Mr. Roberts,” I said offering my hand. He was beet
red then he went pale and I knew he was going to pass out. Quinn’s eyes were on
me so he didn’t notice. “Edward,” I said calmly.

“Got
it,” Edward said stepping forward. He caught Andrew as he fell over.

Quinn
looked at Andrew in Edwards arms and raised his eyebrows.

“I
still get paid for this right?” I asked amused.

Quinn
smiled. “Why Miss Blake if you are going to knock my clients out, how am I
going to keep you employed?” he asked as Edward drug Andrew to a couch.

“Pick
less timid clients,” I said and smiled.

“I
suppose I will have to do that,” he said his expression still dark and
bothered. The girl on his arm was even staring at me wide eyed. She looked like
an innocent doe eyed teenager.

“Can
I help you?” I asked her narrowing my eyes and trying to ruffle her.

“I
I
I…” she stuttered then hurried off without another
word.

“Miss
Blake you are scaring my dates” Quinn said amused.

“Pick
less timid dates,” I said and giggled then walked toward the bar.

I
knew he was following me, but I wasn’t going to pay him any attention. The
bartender set a glass of wine in front of me without asking me. I smiled and
winked at him and he blushed and hurried off to help another customer.

“Do
you always have such an effect on men or is this evening special?” Quinn asked
coming up beside me. He was close to me and I tried not to let it bother me.

“Always,
although I didn’t expect to have an effect on you,” I said amused.

“I
am still just a man and I get caught off guard at times like anyone else,” he
said quietly.

 “What
is with the doe eyed date?” I asked wanting to know if he was close to her.

He
glanced at me then away. “It is my preference,” he said smoothly.

I
scoffed. “Scared shitless?”

He
smiled. “Innocent, virgin.” His eyes had a wicked gleam as he spoke.

I
laughed. “You just want to scare the poor girls. You don’t like a woman that
can stand up to you and tell you to fuck off when you are out of line.”

He
looked at me for a moment. “Last night scared the hell out of me,” he said quietly.

I
looked at him. He looked so much younger and vulnerable. I knew he probably
didn’t admit things like this often and I didn’t want to say the wrong thing.
“Why? We were just playing I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable?”

“I
wasn’t uncomfortable, I was in heaven and that was what scared me. I don’t let
women close, I hire prostitutes like my clients to keep that intimacy out of
the interaction, but somehow you made last night very intimate,” he said
sounding more like I pissed him off.

I
looked at him through my eyelashes and smiled. “I could dance for you again,” I
said sweetly.

He
stiffened. “Miss Blake it is vital for my sanity that you stay clothed and at
least an arms-length away from me. I do not want an intimate relationship
especially not with one of my escorts,” he growled then marched off.

I
sighed and took another sip of my wine. “Miss Blake, I apologize for our
initial meeting,” a timid voice said from behind me.

I
turned and Andrew stood there. “Mr. Roberts don’t apologize, I don’t hold it
against you; and please call me Thea,” I said flashing him my best smile.

He
smiled weakly. “Will you join me then, Thea?”

“I
would love to,” I said and took the arm he offered. I carried my wine in my
other hand as he led me through the gallery.

He
didn’t say much except comment on a few of the paintings. I saw Quinn in
various locations speaking to various people. The doe eyed call girl was
following him around, but no longer on his arm. It appeared that he was giving
her the cold shoulder.

Edward
followed behind me and Andrew. I smiled at him a few times and he smiled back.
He was waiting for Andrew to pass out again and I knew it.

Andrew
was boring and I was getting annoyed. I was relieved when Edward came to me.
“Miss Blake, we should head back now,” he said smoothly.

“Of
course Edward. Well Mr. Roberts, it has been a lovely evening perhaps we will
meet again,” I said and winked. I left him standing there blushing and
stuttering. I followed Edward outside. “I will be fine from here I am not ready
to go home.” I had agreed to meet Naomi and the bar wasn’t far from the
gallery.

“Miss
Blake, I cannot leave you here dressed like that,” he said calmly.

“I
will be fine, I am just going a couple blocks to a bar I know,” I said and
smiled.

“Edward
what are you two doing?” Quinn asked coming out of the gallery.

“She
wants to go to a bar and I am trying to get her to accept a ride,” Edward
growled obviously annoyed at my stubbornness.

“It
would be a waste of his time it is literally three blocks from here,” I
countered.

“Why
are you going to a bar on a Sunday night?” Quinn asked narrowing his eyes.

 “Not
that it’s any of your business, but it is my birthday. I am twenty one and
Naomi insisted we go have drinks.” It was apparent that neither of them were
going to let me leave without an argument.

“I
will walk her to the bar Edward, you are off, you may go,” Quinn said and it
wasn’t a request. I was going to protest but Quinn shot me a look that
suggested I was not going to win.

Edward
nodded and went to the car. Quinn offered his arm and we began walking. “What
happened to doe eyes?” I asked amused.

He
shrugged. “I sent her away.”

“You
sound so cold and callous,” I said and giggled.

“It
is part of the job and do you know you give men hard-ons when you giggle like
that,” he growled.

 “Like
what? That is my normal laugh,” I pouted.

He
stopped and looked at me. “Nothing you do is normal, every movement you make,
every sound you make, is glowing with sensuality and I believe you know it.” He
sounded angry as he spoke and I really didn’t understand why.

“Don’t
get angry Quinn. I do not intentionally give men hard-ons perhaps it is part of
my natural beauty,” I said and smiled.

“I
am sure,” he said dryly. The bar came into sight and I was a little
disappointed that he would be leaving me.

“This
is it. Would you like to join us?” I asked as we came to a stop in front of the
bar.

He
smiled. “That is not a good idea Miss Blake, I have very little control around
you when you are sober. I couldn’t imagine what would happen to you if you were
helplessly drunk,” he whispered and there was a hint of a threat there.

I
smiled and moved closer to him. He stiffened as I ran my hands up his chest
then leaned into him breathing in the scent of his light cologne. “I can,” I whispered
in his ear then stepped away from him and grinned playfully.

The
look of surprise and confusion on his face made me giggle. “Have a good evening
Quinn and if you change your mind you know where I am,” I said and smiled then went
inside the bar leaving him there.

Naomi
grinned and waved at me. I went to her and hugged her. She had a couple of our
friends from school there. We all ordered drinks and danced. There was a group
of guys buying me drinks. Naomi was over by a guy named Jacob. I didn’t
understand how she could pick up guys when she was a call girl.

I
started to feel a little woozy even though I hadn’t had that much to drink. I
walked toward Naomi because I was beginning to get nervous. I was beginning to
think someone slipped something in my drink. As I moved toward her a guy
intercepted me. He caught my arm and roughly began to guide me toward the exit.
I couldn’t think straight enough to scream for help. I remembered seeing him
earlier in the night but he hadn’t said anything to me.

We
were out in the cool air and he was leading me down the sidewalk. I was dizzy
but I pulled away anyway and stumbled into the wall. He cussed and grabbed a
hold of me. “No!” I snapped trying to fight him off.

“Let
her go,” the voice I recognized even though my brain was fogging. My heart
leapt it was Quinn. I looked at him desperately hoping he would protect me.

The
guy turned toward him. “She wanted to come home with me,” the guy said
arrogantly.

Quinn
looked at me. “Do you Athena?”

I
shook my head and I felt tears roll down my cheeks. I knew this guy drugged me
and he was going to do who knows what when we got to his place.