Thread: The Deal of a Lifetime {Niksis & Enigma_x}

Mark wasnt wrong with his assumption, she had definitely needed a change in company, as was often the case when she was working. It was hard to find clients she truly wanted to spend time with. A warm, rosy swell dominated the curve of her cheekbones as she heard his rather warm compliment. It wasnt so much what he said, but the way in which he said it. Mark had a voice unlike men she knew. There was something so firm about it, making the compliment mean far more than something that may simply slip off the tongue. He spoke with conviction, he knew exactly what he intended to say, and he said it. In Kates experience, most men spoke without thinking, simply because it was the right or nice thing to say. Not Mark. It almost felt as if his gaze was seeping right into her own, leaving her alone in this large room with the man before her the world only held them in this very moment, together. Im more concerned about work, She purred softly, the velvet tone of her voice deepening as she held his gaze. You work too much, Her darker brows creased slightly with a hint of concern shed rather have kept hidden. As she worked as an escort, having a significant other was not part of her plan. Things would be far more complex. At least now, she didnt have to mix business and pleasure. But with Mark? Well, that clearly wasnt the case. Not that she was going to change that. They both deserved a night of fun, right? Mark clearly worked hard, and Kate was desperate to finally let loose with someone she genuinely wanted to get to know. A soft, playful laugh hummed a soft harmonic tune as she gazed up toward Mark, Well, you arent wrong there. I can think of many reasons she left. Her trail of thought was distracted as she felt the his body shift, leaning in close enough that Kate could feel the warmth ebbing from his form. Kates red tinted lips pursed in tension as she heard his words, the warmth of his whisper circling her ears and the soft, tender skin of her throat. The woman almost forgot they were moving, her lashes drifting down ever so slightly at the hint of his sultry tone. The confidence he had seeping from his form was enough to make her knees feel slightly weak. Kate was all too used to dictating the rules, never had she witnessed a man so confident of himself around her. That could be since her work was a mix of personal insecurities in her clients. The fact that Mark lingered so close only caused the female to follow a trail of thought that wasnt ideal. First of all, she had been wanting to rip open his shirt from the moment she saw him. Was his body exactly what she thought it was? Kate was all too keen to find out what was beneath his exquisite clothing. The light pressure of warmth against her hand caused the female to focus on the task at hand. I know just the place, its a short walk, Her tone was clearly somewhat distracted as her gaze finally met his. All she was truly thinking of was taking him home. Although, she was hindered in that thought. Not that she considered him to be judgmental but, she didnt think it would be impressive to bring him back to her shoe box of an apartment. Without hesitation, Kate slipped her arm around his own, linking her delicate, soft digits between his own before she turned promptly on her heel and began to lead her date for the evening toward the exit. Her movement was elegant, each step was confident and taken without a care in the world. Please tell me these evenings are as boring as they seem, it cant just be me. The blonde murmured softly as her form pressed slightly into his side, her free hand coming up to slip her fingers around his forearm, almost as if his body was an anchor she was attaching herself to. The real Kate was someone she often put on the side, simply because her job called for someone of higher class than shed been brought up in. It was almost as if she was testing Mark. She was taking him to a burger truck. It was one of the best places shed bought food from. It looked shabby, but it was homemade, well cooked food. The woman breezed out into the fresh, cool air. A warm smile graced her lips as she felt the slight breeze curl around her form, her dress fluttering slightly in the wind. You know, if I hadnt been working tonight Id be on the couch, in sweat pants and a tank top watching a soppy chick flick with a tub of mint chocolate chip. Are you sure you want to progress with this Well, dinner date? Her thick, dark lashes fluttered down as a rather mischievous grin took hold of her lips. Once theyd walked a few blocks the woman nodded toward the small grey truck, parked close to the edge of the street. It doesnt look like much but it certainly tastes good. With that, she didnt wait for his confirmation before leading on, her grip on his arm loosening as she began to rummage in her purse for several notes. Once we get some food, how about we go eat by that fountain? Oh and don't you dare pull out your wallet, I'm buying. I know how you gentlemen are, and if you try it I will kick off my heels and floor you. The female allowed a menacing smile to curve over her lips as she glanced up toward Mark, Am I clear?