Free The Agency (Billionaire Erotic Romance) (The Agency Series) by L.C. Lockwood Page B

I hear it about every other week on some new interview
show. What's next, Dr. Phil?"

 
    "Ah
about that. Listen, I wanted to apologize. I acted like a jealous sixteen year old and I had no right. So I was thinking, maybe we
could meet up for lunch? I have an idea that might make you forget about
everything from before."

 
    Interesting.
So here was Mason Cooper, my former boss, asking me to schedule him in for a
lunch date. My curiosity was getting the best of me. What could he possibly
think is a good enough idea to get me to meet with him? Something else was
telling me to meet with him too. It was more than curiosity. The thought of
being the one in power over him was, well it was honestly turning me on a
little.

 
    "I
don't know. Being called a 'slut with the grasp of a two-tentacle octopus' on
Oprah makes me think that maybe I have better things to do than to see
you." I couldn't make it that easy.
    "Yeah,
I really can't apologize enough for that. Honestly, you cost me a shit-ton of
money when everyone left me. I couldn't help but think that you were working
with them while you were my assistant. But regardless, even if we don't meet,
I'll give you props. If anything, you're an incredibly savvy business woman and
deserve your success."

 
    There
was the Mason Cooper I knew. He was pouring the honey on thick. There was
definitely something he needed to tell me, and hearing him grovel a bit was
just making my body a little warmer. Why did I love power so much?

 
    "Fine.
Meet me at the Chateau in 30 minutes."

 
    And
with that I hung up. He was probably going to keep sweet-talking me but at that
point I was over it. I decided to give him at least fifteen minutes. If
whatever he had to say wasn't worth it, I'll just jump back in the pool and
work on my tan.
     

 
     
     
    CHAPTER
3
    The
Chateau was probably my favorite place to spend the time. It was the epitome of
class and had all the makings of paradise. It felt as though I was walking
straight onto a movie set, complete with an old English style castle, stunning
people and extraordinary art pieces. I grabbed my usual table and waited
amongst Hollywood's elite for Mason. I was probably five minutes early but knew
that he would be just on time. It was always the way he worked.

 
    And
sure enough there he was. It was incredible how flawless he looked as he walked
towards me. He had on a plain navy blue V-neck that hugged all his very well
defined muscles. His jeans seemed tailor made to highlight his perfectly
rounded ass while the slight bulge of his cock was slightly distracting. His
hair was a rich brown and perfect balance of ruffled yet kept that only helped
highlight his deep blue eyes and picture-perfect smile. He legitimately seemed
as though he walked straight out of a roman history book, under the chapter
"Roman Gods, Beyond Perfect". This was going to be a hard
meeting.

 
    "Wow,
you're still as stunning as always" Mason said in his smooth voice,
bending down to kiss my cheek. He left behind an intoxicating aroma of pure
masculinity.

 
    "And
you look, well you look OK" I said.

 
    I
didn’t want to stroke his ego anymore than what it already was. I knew I should
be pissed at him for trying to ruin my reputation, but I couldn’t help and have
flashbacks to the intense sexual passion we had shared. He may have turned out
to be an asshole, but just thinking about his hard member was already getting
me wet. I also noticed there was a hungry look in his eyes as he took me all
in. I needed to cut this meeting short before I jumped over the table and had
him eat me out right then and there.

 
    “OK,
so what’s the deal? Obviously we didn’t exactly end the relationship on good
terms. And frankly, I think everything you said about me was vile and ignorant.
So what in the world could you possible tell me that would make me even
consider, for the slightest second, that working with you is a good idea?”

 
    He
took everything I said in