Free Bring me to life (The golden collection) by Kam Carr Page B

I didn't normally allow girls in my home. If I had a date it would finish in a hotel room. In fact, I hadn't done that in a while neither. All I ever did was work all week and sleep on weekends.
                  Where had my social life gone?
                  "I think everything about you will shock me?"
                  "Why do you say that?" I was stunned. Did I give that impression? I hoped not. I knew I could play cold businessman but this was a whole new revelation.
                  She took a sip of her drink and shrugged her shoulders. "I just get that impression from you."
                  "There is nothing shocking about me, Miss Dawson. I'm 31 years old!" I waited for her to say no!!! She didn't. Was I finally looking my age?
                  "I thought that" she laughed. "You must of been rather young when you started up Maxwell’s Stars?"
                  "Georgina" I exclaimed. "The golden rule is no mixing business with pleasure" I tutted and slumped back into the sofa. "It's the weekend!! We left work in Oxford. Let's just spend this time getting to know each other." I looked over and her big blue eyes were glittering with a hint of laughter. "Tell me about your Dad?"
                  "My Dad?"
                  "Yes your Dad? You said he had a business."
                  "He has a few actually scattered all over Oxfordshire. One in Witney, one in Abingdon, One in Cowley. It was the one in Cowley he wanted me to run. I don't know anything about cars. Except they come in colours and have wheels!" she giggled and downed the rest of her drink. I think the alcohol was beginning to make a little impact.
                  "I'm very glad you declined his offer. Otherwise we wouldn't be sitting here now." She looked over and her cheeks flushed a little. It was then I had to ask the question that had been haunting me from earlier. "How come your mother has never met Blake?"
                  She shrugged and looked down at her hands. "I don't want them to meet" she began her voice went quiet. "I mean, you met her!!  Isn't exactly the sort to wine and dine with Mrs Waterman."
                  "You're embarrassed of her?"
                  Georgina looked up and looked directly in my eyes. They were cold and I had never seen this from her before.
                  "Yeah I am. Now I hate her after the way she treated me." She gave a sigh. "Please can we not talk about that woman, please!" It was begging. I could tell by the sound of her voice. Right, I had to get this party back on track.
                  "Music?"  She nodded enthusiastically. I got up and I felt her eyes follow me over to the MP3 player.             
                  Her eyes were burning into me. This was going really well. A little smirk came to my lips. Maybe I should send Georgina's mum a present?  Just to show how grateful I was for her being a shitty mum!
                  "You aren't going to tell me anything about the company I work for?"
                  "NO!" I hit play and the room came alive with the voice of Amy Winehouse. I started to give a little dance. I held my hands out."You want to join me?"
                  "Not really" she picked up the vodka bottle and gave it a little shake. "I want more!!" Her eyes opened wide to make me aware of her demands. I raised my hands in defeat making my way back to the glorious woman sat on my sofa. How could anyone refuse her?
                  I slowly prised the bottle out of her hand. I bent down whispering in her ear. "You can have anything you desire, Miss Dawson." She held her breath. "I will give in to any demands you make." I raised slowly giving her the smile. I could see she was flushed and her eyes were full of arousal. Oh, she really did need more