[text] that is downright insulting. I doubt I can supply any kind of believable proof, but surely you’ve got security cameras.
Now she was starting to be angry.
[text] I do. But all I see is a car on my monitors.
[text] oh for fuck’s sake
Dropping the phone into her purse, Summer climbed out of the little honda del sol and waved at the tower, feeling simultaneously foolish and annoyed. She kicked the door shut and went to hitch herself up on the trunk.
[text] I should have taken the roof off I guess
Anthony watched the monitor and chuckled as the woman got out of the car. [text] That would’ve been easier huh?
[text] Where are we planning to go to?
[text] I thought we’d discuss that when you actually turned up. maybe there’s a favorite place you want to go
She kicked her feet, clad in three inch wedges, against the trunk lid and contemplated the phone.
[text] I wore the corset with the quick release latches just for you
[text] that is downright insulting. I doubt I can supply any kind of believable proof, but surely you’ve got security cameras.
Now she was starting to be angry.
[text] I do. But all I see is a car on my monitors.
[text] oh for fuck’s sake
Dropping the phone into her purse, Summer climbed out of the little honda del sol and waved at the tower, feeling simultaneously foolish and annoyed. She kicked the door shut and went to hitch herself up on the trunk.
She slumped back in her seat — well, as much as one could slump in a corset, anyway — and tried to ignore the sinking feeling in her gut. Stupid. Of course he forgot. He probably thought it was just a game, someone screwing with him.
[text] badly played, Anthony
[text] I bet that if I come outside and see an old man in a car, waiting for me. That’s kind of creepy.
He sat back in his desk chair and folded his legs one over another, taking a sip from the coffee he had just brewed.
[text] that is downright insulting. I doubt I can supply any kind of believable proof, but surely you’ve got security cameras.
Summer pulled up outside the Tower at five minutes to eight, sliding neatly into a conveniently abandoned parking space. She suspected Anthony’s reply to her offer of drinks had been a joke, but she planned to make him hold to it nonetheless. There was too much that intrigued her about him, the scattered bits of real information among the tabloid rumours and gossip column titilations.
Above all else, he was still a genius, someone who would be able to outthink and anticipate her, and that was a challenge not to be foregone.
[text] I’m waiting for you.
Anthony had been working all day long. First he had a meeting early in the morning. Then he had a meeting with a customer and paperwork, lots of paperwork. The engineer was currently working in his workshop when suddenly his phone went off. He looked at the screen and raised an eyebrow. “Seriously.”
[text] Really now?
[text] you forgot. figures.
She slumped back in her seat — well, as much as one could slump in a corset, anyway — and tried to ignore the sinking feeling in her gut. Stupid. Of course he forgot. He probably thought it was just a game, someone screwing with him.
Summer pulled up outside the Tower at five minutes to eight, sliding neatly into a conveniently abandoned parking space. She suspected Anthony’s reply to her offer of drinks had been a joke, but she planned to make him hold to it nonetheless. There was too much that intrigued her about him, the scattered bits of real information among the tabloid rumours and gossip column titilations.
Above all else, he was still a genius, someone who would be able to outthink and anticipate her, and that was a challenge not to be foregone.
Age: 32 Gender: female Big/little spoon: either, but I’m tiny — you’ll prefer me as the little spoon Is it okay if I fall asleep: Of course Are kisses allowed: desired Are pants required: no pants! When are you available for cuddles: any time, really. My place or yours: either, really Will you play with my hair: absolutely Anything else?: I like pain …
“Cuddling doesn’t involve pain, dear. But accepted.”
“That’s one way to put it.” She pats his cheek. “You’re hurting yourself thinking about it. The lack of enthusiasm in your response guarantees you won’t be seeing me again unless I want you to.”
Anthony frowned as he looked at the woman, “You’re confusing me, lady.”
“Oh, good. I was afraid I was starting to make sense.” She pats his cheek again. “Run off and find some of your boy toys now, Mr Stark.”
