Harsh Reality

I look up at him, a naughty smile on my face, “I am naked under these clothes, totally naked.” I whisper, watching his expression change. He becomes aroused. I turn and walk into the meeting room, sitting down, waiting for him to take his place next to me. He walks in and sits next to me, his glance teasing, and I wonder if I have made the right decision in this.

Too late to turn back now. I can’t, even if I wanted to. I watch as Jackson looks at his phone, reading something, his fingers tapping on the table. Everyone is looking at the business plan I had put together.

“All I need is to know the exact amount you think will be needed upfront. While there are figures there, we need overhang, so if something unexpected happens, it is there waiting, without her having to wait.” Jackson stops everyone from discussing the business. Apparently, he doesn’t care what they think. He just wants to get it over and done with and make sure everything is set up. His whole stance has changed again.