Free Her Wedding Escort: A BWWM Alpha Male Romance by Alexis Gold Page A

I’m there baby!” she told him, leaning in to kiss his lips and squeeze him tightly.
    They spent the remainder of the evening walking among her buyers and clients, and she began to introduce him as her artist boyfriend, piquing a great deal of curiosity among her patrons.
    The night ended late, and it ended with her trying desperately to kiss him again, and him sliding out from beneath her once more and washing his mouth of her lipstick before he let himself into Julia’s house. He crawled into bed and all he could think of was how much he wanted her and how much she meant to him, and as he woke her with kisses and she smiled at him, he was able to show her just how much.
    ***
    Thursday came and so did Felicia, walking right into Derek’s studio apartment, which doubled as his art studio. It was the first and only time she ever acted professionally with him. She walked among his pieces of artwork as if she were carefully critiquing each one, weighing its value in her mind and determining if it was a piece that she could turn a profit on. She may be a fool for a good looking man, but she was an astute business woman and it showed in every moment she examined each piece he had created.
    At long last she turned to him and smiled. “You have enough here for an art gallery showing. I want you to let me host an opening for you at my main gallery. Let’s set it for two weeks. We’ll put every one of these pieces up and we’ll even add a corner for whatever you’re working on currently. People go crazy for things they can’t have quite yet.” She winked at him. “What do you say? Can we do a gallery show for you?” she asked with genuine interest.
    He nodded in disbelief. No one had shown the least amount of interest in his art and now he knew why. He’d been showing it to the wrong people. “Yes!” he exclaimed to her. “Yes! I would be so glad to do a gallery show with you. Let’s do it!”
    “Okay.” She grinned at him. “Two weeks and the gallery will be yours.”
    Then she walked over to him and slid her hands around his waist, looking up at him and holding him close to her.
    “There’s just one thing, baby,” she purred to him, looking at him through narrowed eyes.
    He had been afraid that there might very well be that one more thing. “What’s that?” he asked in hesitation.
    She leaned her mouth up to him and rubbed the end of her nose against his. “You have to be my date. I mean, my date . I’m going to tell everyone that the gorgeous young man that did all the work is my guy.”
    Warning bells went off in his head and he sighed and said, “Felicia, I can be your date for that one night, but not as your man, not as your guy or you property; just as your date. Will that work for you?” he asked, looking at her in concern.
    She leaned up and pressed her lips to his, kissing him slowly and hungrily, and he did not kiss her back. She slid her hands around his back and down over his ass, giving it a hard squeeze and pulling him to her hips.
    Then she let him go and nodded. “Yes baby, that’ll work for me. Maybe you’ll consider this show as a way for me to show you just how interested I am in you, and just how much I want....” she paused and ran her hand slowly over his crotch, “...everything about you.”
    She kissed him long and slow again and he stood there, not kissing her back, not wanting to encourage her, and not wanting to make her upset so she would change her mind about the show she was now planning on hosting for him.
    “Come on baby, let’s have some fun before I have to go, okay?” she said as she pulled at the button on his jeans and slid the zipper down, sliding her hand beneath the material. “Give me what I want!” she smiled and winked at him.
    He shook his head and pulled away from her, fastening his pants back up. “Felicia, I’m going to remind you again that things aren’t like that between us. You have to respect that. I will date you as your employee, but