“Yes?”
“Would you like to be my date to this Real Estate Investor’s Gala tomorrow? It’s pretty fancy, and it’s going to be in Union Square.”
“Sure, why not? I love a good formal event, so I’m down. I have a few dresses that would make any man’s jaw drop to the floor.”
“I bet you do,” he says with a wink.
Goddamn, he’s cute.
I really do love an excuse to dress up- but even better, it could be an opportunity to get some dirt for my case. I might be able to find out if Peter is up to anything shady, or if he just happened to be right in the middle of Max’s obvious scheme. Either way, it’ll be a good time.
I can’t help but hope that Peter isn’t actually involved. After what happened to my dad- the whole reason I’m doing this job is to take down people like the ones who murdered him. I really don’t want to have to stop fucking this guy to put him behind bars- but I will if I have to.
He finishes getting dressed, and then squeezes my ass before leaving without another word. A very small part of me wishes he had stayed just a little longer.