Chapter 5

I know his question is innocent as he mentioned lunch back at the office, but I can't help but wonder if he's flirting with me or if i'm just hoping he is. I have flashes in my head of sexual things I could say back to him, and there are a fair few, but I collect myself and respond with "What do you like to eat?"

His mouth twitches, then that luscious looking tongue appears and wets his lips. I can't take my eyes off of them and wonder if they are as soft as they look. Maybe he is also thinking about carnal things as his eyes glint and he smiles.

"When in the UK I like to have fish and chips" he chuckles. I smile in return and nod approvingly at his suggestion. He sits upright and then stands, walking the short distance to the phone. He rings through to his private butler service and requests 2 portions of fish and chips and heads to the bar.

"What can I get you?" He asks, playing bartender. I'm nervous as hell and internally quivering every time I look at him and a glass of wine would work a treat to soothe me, but I think i'm a lightweight so decide to keep my wits about me and just ask for some water.

He finds a glass and places some ice in it and then pours some still mineral water over them. The cubes crack and cling in the glass and he pushes it to the edge of the bar. I rise from my seated position and walk towards him. I feel like i'm slinking towards him, slow and sultry, like a lioness stalking her prey. He really is a very handsome man, in an other worldly way. His pale skin and dark eyes vampire like.

He gets a glass for himself and pours a white wine and raises it to me with a jovial cheers. I return sipping the cool liquid in to my mouth and swallowing as subtly as I can. The longer i'm in his presence the more comfortable with him I feel but the more my body is reacting to everything he does.

His nimble fingers on the stem of his glass, rotating it, the movement of his Adam's apple as he swallows, the way his eyes appear to see right through me. I can feel that i'm aroused and suddenly become very aware that my nipples have hardened. I shiver with the thought of him touching them, or those lips caressing them whilst his deft fingers slowly tickle the plump flesh around them.

"Are you cold?" He asks looking concerned. Oh my god he saw my body react. Has he spotted my nipples? I place my elbows on the bar, and place my fists under my chin in the hopes of concealing them with my forearms. "No I am fine" I return, my voice catching in my throat a little, all of a sudden very aware that i'm in fact extremely hot.

We hear a knock at the door and then it open. A butler appears wheeling in a trolley that has our food. The 2 cloches remind me of my breasts and the round handles on the top of my erect nipples and I chuckle to myself.

The butler lays the table for us and we take

our seats. We're opposite each other, and he is looking at me intensely. I thank the butler who has placed my food in front of me and with flair he removes the silver domes and says "Bon appetite" taking his leave with the trolley.

"This looks amazing" I say, fully aware that he is still looking at me. I let my eyes lift and we lock onto each other. Nothing said for what feels like forever, he touches his neck, lightly feathering his fingers from his ear across his Adam's apple and let's it settle on his shoulder. That one move has me squirming and I can feel a dull throb against my seat.

He bites down on his bottom lip letting the full pinkness of it slip back in to view and i'm a mess, he is the epitome of seduction, a skill I no doubt think he has mastered in the last 8 years to keep the fans entranced. It clearly works.

With a low raspy voice he says "enjoy" and picks up his fork to taste a chip. I watch, frozen in place, desperate to not look like a needy fan girl, and shake myself out of the lust i'm feeling. I would easily lose my job if I did anything that compromised him continuing to work with Nickel Notes. I also lift my fork and begin to eat, although this is not what will sate me.