Work Before You Fuck (Before You Fuck #2) Read Online Free

me. It had been so long since I had felt that way about a guy, if ever. I didn’t want to blow the deal, either.
    I gave myself one last look in the mirror. I loved how I looked in the dress, but I made sure to cover up with a coat. If things were cool between us, the coat could stay on all night. If things warmed up, I could whip off the coat.
     *Ding dong*
    It was seven and he was right on time. I buzzed him in and when I opened the door, I saw him making his way up the stairs. Adrian didn’t see me yet. I saw him put his hand through his hair, like he was nervous too. I felt my stomach lurch because just in that moment he turned around and looked at me. I could see his eyes get wide upon glimpsing me.
    “Hi Adrian,” I said, as he walked up to me with arms open, taking me in.
    “Kai, you look incredible.”
    “I hope the dress is not too much. I wasn’t sure where we were going.”
    “Oh my, you are a wonder in that dress. It’s perfect. We’re going to eat at the Gramercy Tavern.”
    My heart jumped at his comment. I’m a wonder. Wow.
    Adrian couldn’t have known that my family was in the restaurant business, but hearing I would be going to the Gramercy Tavern made me a little woozy. It was a name that even my parents would recognize. The place was fancy, but stately in a way that could mean that this really was a business meeting, just over food. Strictly business.
    Adrian got the elevator for me and as he pushed the numbers and the door closed, I got the urge to grab his hand to hold it. It was a weird impulse and I did not give into it. But it did feel very much like a date. I’m so going overboard in my own head.
    We exited the elevator and Adrian’s driver was there with his car. Adrian waved off the drive and opened the door for me personally. It was getting darker by now and I shivered a little as we got into the car.
    “Are you cold?” Adrian asked, “I can ask Jorge to turn up the heat.”
    “That would be great,” I said.
    The buildings zoomed by for a few blocks and then we got caught in traffic.
    “I’m normally not traveling by car so it’s a different perspective,” I said looking out the window, “I walk or take the subway.”
    “Where do you live?” Adrian asked me.
    “I live in Park Slope, which is just a quick subway ride to work,” I said, “Do you live in Manhattan?”
    “Yes, I do, but once work is done on Fox Hunt, I’d like to be there as much as possible. I’m getting a little tired of the city. I’ve been working in Manhattan for twenty years.”
    “I’ve lived in New York City my whole life so it does feel like home, but I can relate to wanting a change of scenery. I went to Cornell for my bachelor’s degree and I really got used to the rural feel. Moving back to the city felt natural, but I want to travel,” I said. Adrian’s ears perked up to that comment.
    “Where would you like to go?” Adrian asked.
    “Well, I haven’t traveled internationally as much as I would have liked, but I’d like to go anywhere in Europe. Of course one day I’d like to take a heritage trip to China,” I said.
    Adrian looked at me, but paused before his next comment.
    “We can start by having you come out to Fox Hunt and getting a feel for the place and why I like it so much. It’s my refuge,” Adrian said, staring into my eyes, “How about next weekend?”
    “I’ll have to check my calendar and get back to you,” I said.
    “Of course,” Adrian said, looking out the window, “It looks like we made it.” The car stopped and Jorge came around to open the door for me and then Adrian.
    We quickly shuffled into the restaurant and the maître d’ motioned us to follow him to our reserved table. It was off to one side and partially-secluded. We would be able to talk without really being heard by other patrons. The maitre d’ held out my chair and I brushed my dress underneath me.
    “I’m so looking forward to this,” I said, letting down my guard.
    “Me too,”