Post by REMY GRAHAM on Feb 6, 2013 21:24:10 GMT -5
She was smiling and somehow this eased him, knowing by the particular smile that he had joked things back to normal. “Oh, Remy. How long have you known me? You should know it’s going to take more than a hot make out session to get me in your suite.” He raised a brow. "It was worth a shot, wasn't it?" He asked playfully. Her delicate shoulders lifted in a light shrug and her eyes moved away from his, though he was still peering down into hers. “Who knows? You might actually have to take me on a date to get in my pants. I know, I’m so old-fashioned.” She rolled her eyes playfully and he knew she couldn't be serious so he scoffed a little laugh. The two of them on a date? That was a joke, wasn't it? Remy didn't do real dates. Sure, he took girls out but it never meant anything. It was a formality before the main even so the girl didn't feel like a cheap whore, which in the end she became. Remy made sure of it. But with Julie it wouldn't be like that. It couldn't be like that. She would be more than a lot offended if he played her, and again he reminded himself that it was bad for business considering who she was, even if she did make a promise not to quit because of him.
Julie patted his arms gently and looked up at him and he cocked a brow once more. “If you’ll excuse me, I should probably take my papers and go before either of us gets anymore ideas that could get us caught.” Caught. It felt weird to think. Caught what, though? Really they'd only kissed. Did they agree to kiss more? Remy wasn't sure what they were going to get caught with. "That would be easier if you hadn't dropped them all over the floor. Again." He offered an amused smirk and then knelt down to start picking the papers up. "Get your ass down here and help." He said nonchalantly as he gathered everything together for her.
When the papers were stacked he stood up and offered them to the girl, holding onto them as she pulled them from his hand and making her have to tug hard to get him to release, that cocky look on his face is if he'd just won some stupid challenge, even if deep down he was terrified about what he'd agreed to. "I expect another proposal by the close of tomorrows work day Miss Brady." He said in his best boss voice. He reached behind her and opened the door a crack, pulling his hand away so she could move around and exit. "Thanks for keeping me in the loop. And think about those drinks.. they don't need to be in my suite." The last part was a little more serious, honestly asking her for a drink. "Or even in this hotel. And don't worry, it's not a date so I won't try and squirm my way into your panties afterwards." He added the last part softly so only they might hear it if someone were to have walked by, but it was quiet outside his door and he knew it was likely no one was around eavesdropping.
Julie patted his arms gently and looked up at him and he cocked a brow once more. “If you’ll excuse me, I should probably take my papers and go before either of us gets anymore ideas that could get us caught.” Caught. It felt weird to think. Caught what, though? Really they'd only kissed. Did they agree to kiss more? Remy wasn't sure what they were going to get caught with. "That would be easier if you hadn't dropped them all over the floor. Again." He offered an amused smirk and then knelt down to start picking the papers up. "Get your ass down here and help." He said nonchalantly as he gathered everything together for her.
When the papers were stacked he stood up and offered them to the girl, holding onto them as she pulled them from his hand and making her have to tug hard to get him to release, that cocky look on his face is if he'd just won some stupid challenge, even if deep down he was terrified about what he'd agreed to. "I expect another proposal by the close of tomorrows work day Miss Brady." He said in his best boss voice. He reached behind her and opened the door a crack, pulling his hand away so she could move around and exit. "Thanks for keeping me in the loop. And think about those drinks.. they don't need to be in my suite." The last part was a little more serious, honestly asking her for a drink. "Or even in this hotel. And don't worry, it's not a date so I won't try and squirm my way into your panties afterwards." He added the last part softly so only they might hear it if someone were to have walked by, but it was quiet outside his door and he knew it was likely no one was around eavesdropping.
