“If shooting the J-drama was any indication, starting this summer, you will be spending long hours on set. I expect the condensed filming schedule you’ll have with both the James Bond movie and the ones in New Zealand will mean that you’ll never get any time for yourself. I want you to imagine twelve- to eighteen-hour days. When would you have time to find someone to hook up with?” she asked.
“People on set, I guess,” I finally said.
“The two leading candidates are Mia and Isabel for the James Bond movie. Isabel is in a committed relationship. Would you want to do to her what Ben tried to do with Halle?” Lexi asked.
She was playing dirty and knew it. She hurried on before I had a chance to think about that very much.
“You’re a young, healthy male who’s used to having sex on a regular basis.”
“Lexi, there is still the little issue of you working for me. I can’t add no-strings hookups to your job description.”
“I should have listened to Brook. She told me not to try that argument on you.”
“Brook knows about this?” I asked.
“Please, I’m smart enough to recognize that even if you two broke up that I’d still be foolish to go behind her back when it comes to you,” she said.
I needed to remember that Lexi was extremely smart. Suddenly, I had an insight that made me want to run. Uncle John had told me about what child molesters did to lure underage children: grooming. Lexi was grooming me.
It made sense if you looked at the steps. First, they target their victim. Lexi had mysteriously appeared at Zak Verwood’s party the night of Zander’s attack. Then they build trust. She’d stepped up and was a witness to the attack and offered her statement to the police.
Next, they fill a need or find something missing in your life. She’d become my PA. The next step was to build a ‘special’ relationship. She was hands down the most attentive PA in the history of PAs. Sex was introduced. She’d talked Brook into letting her give me a blowjob. Finally, she reinforced the relationship by me agreeing to let her be my PA over the summer and fall.
Then I remembered something else my uncle had told me. If you go around looking for problems, expecting to find them, you surely will. He’d also shared that there was a difference between grooming and building a relationship, and that difference was the intentions involved.
The question I had to ask myself was, was Lexi doing this for the wrong reasons? If I looked back to when I first met her, I would say ‘hell, yes.’ She had been a bitch on wheels, and I didn’t like her at all. What I had to ask myself was whether the last several weeks were all an act or not. I couldn’t imagine anyone being around me the hours Lexi had been and me not see through an act.
If her intent was pure, that still left the question of whether I wanted to do this. If I walked into a random bar and saw Lexi, I would be attracted to her. She was my type: tall, athletic, and good-looking. I had the added benefit of knowing her. For me, the last part was the most important. I knew I wouldn’t do well with random hookups in my current worldview. Maybe Lexi could get me on board with it.
Lexi then did what she should have done to begin with: she kissed me, then reached down, undid my shorts, and fished out Mr. Happy. She gave him a couple of tugs and released my lips so she could provide a running commentary.
“Your member is soft, like a rod of iron wrapped in plush velvet.”
She scooted back to give herself room to bend down so the top of her head touched my chest.
“You smell like you’re all man, which you are. Your scent alone makes me want to push my hand between my thighs to help relieve the ache down there. You make me need you. It’s a physical reaction that no one else has made me feel, ever,” she explained. “It’s been that way ever since you first took me on that yacht.”
She looked up at me.
“I understand you don’t want a relationship right now. And I also realize we can’t have a ‘normal’ relationship. I won’t be your girlfriend. But I don’t want a normal relationship with you. I just want … what you do to me. When you choose to. When we hook up.”
Her eyes focused downward again, and I felt her hot breath on my sex. I sucked in my breath when she leaned down and licked the tip.
“Lexi,” I warned.
I was sure she could feel my legs quiver in anticipation. It was all I could do not to grab the back of her neck to hold her in place as I pushed my hips forward. She looked up at me again, and our eyes locked. She clearly loved the bit of control she had for those brief moments. If, in that instant, Lexi asked me if I wanted to hook up, I would give her a resounding ‘yes.’ She opened her mouth to form a perfect ‘O.’ Kill me now; we were about to get to the best part.
Lexi leaned forward again and took the top third of my member in her mouth.
“Oh … yessss,” I hissed between clenched teeth.
