Free Platinum Blonde by Moxie North Page B

we’ll handle this like we always do. Why do you let him get you so riled up? You know he’s the only one that does that to you,” she teased.
    Sara had been her secretary for the last three years, so she had gone through many of Jess’s Maxwell Parker Freak Outs.
    “You know why, don’t play dumb,” Jess growled.
    One late night after drinks in the hotel bar, Jess had let the alcohol do the talking and told Sara about her crush. Not her finest moment in keeping boss and, employee boundaries uncrossed.
    “Right, I’ll call catering, you go confirm with the front desk if the Diamond suite is free.
    There may be someone comp’d in there, but have them bumped in the next 24 hours so the cleaning crew can scrub it top to bottom. You know how he is about dirt. He almost popped a blood vessel last time he thought the toilet paper wasn’t a new roll,” she muttered.
    “I’m on it!” Sara said twirling from the room.
    Picking up the phone, Jess hit the speed dial for the catering manager.
    Hearing the phone ring a few times, a voice answered in a sarcastic tone, “You have bad news for me don’t you,” Mark, the hotel catering manager said with vague amusement.
    “King of the Assholes is arriving in two days,” she said without telling him who was calling. He clearly saw her extension, what with the snarky comment.
    “Fuck me, seriously? Any special requests? Or just the usual, high end, hard to get, usually out of season requests that he normally has,” Mark said a little more irritation in his voice.
    “No word on special requests, but yes the usual. He likes his Guinness so make sure to have some of that new Blonde added to the fridge. Make sure we have the Voss water he likes.
    And then have the usual protein powder and fixings for his smoothies. Oh and don’t forget the pomegranates,” she reminded him.
    “Christ, pomegranates in the summer, I’ll have to call around for those. They don’t just grow on trees ya know,” he said laughing at his own joke.
    “Har har, just get on it, will you? Let me know if you run into any issues,” she finished, hanging up on his laughter.
    Rubbing her temples, she realized she still had two whales that needed her attention. One wanted front row seats to the new topless review. And the other wanted a full body massage, by a tall Amazonian redhead, she believed was the request.
    Sometimes her job was fun, sometimes it was funny, and other times downright disturbing. Sighing she got to work, pushing Maxwell Parks out of her mind, for now.

Chapter 2
     
    Watching the strip pass by in a blur out the limo window, Maxwell Parks let out a sigh.
    He found the Las Vegas strip gaudy. It was always stuffed full of tourists, most of them not there to gamble. They came for the shows and the cheap buffets.
    Maxwell came for two reasons. One, it was good for him to be seen taking pretty women to dinner, showing up at some review and squeezing in as much work as he could while he was there.
    The second reason was Jess. The first time he saw her, he was completely gobsmacked.
    He was a talker, it’s what he did really for a living. But he got one look at her luscious body, big rounded ass and a face that left him breathless and there were no words.
    His brain had downshifted all his blood straight to his dick and instead of being his normal cordial self, he let his dick do the talking. And since his dick, was a dick, he came off as a colossal dick.
    He never figured out how to recover from his disastrous first meeting with Jess. So each time he saw her after that, he was an ass.
    How do you explain to a beautiful women, that instead of being the confident business man you were, she made you feel like a horny teenager, covered in zits and hanging with the chess club.
    But he still came and he at least got to see her. He’d spend a week every few months trying to find ways to bump into her.
    He would make requests hoping that she would have to come to his door. Rarely did that