For the first time in her life, Nicole was so angry, so full of rage and despair that she literally didn’t know what to do. She was frozen in place. Eventually, she picked up her cell phone and checked to see if she’d gotten an email, voicemail, anything.
When she hadn’t, for a brief moment she considered smashing her cell phone against the wall. Why not? Who would she want to speak with after this horrible failure? It would make a good excuse to avoid everyone.
Sorry, mom, I couldn’t call you and tell you how things went at the interview. My phone’s broken.
It was crazy, but it might just be worth it, she thought, hefting the cell phone in her hand and considering the implications of its demise. Se34 And that’s when it started to buzz.
She turned it over and stared at it, mesmerized. It was buzzing just in time, as if it had known it was about to be launched and destroyed in mere seconds.
The number just said private, but she answered anyhow. “Hello?”
“I’m looking for Nicole Masters,” the male voice said.
“This is.” She held her breath.
“Red Jameson here.”
She literally could not speak. Why on earth would Red Jameson be calling her on her cell phone? There were a million people who made more sense. The HR rep, even Glen Goldman made more sense that the CEO of the company.
“Are you still there?” he asked.
“Yes…Yes…I’m just surprised.”
“We’ve decided to hire you for the internship position.”
“Oh.” She was so stunned that this was literally the only word that came out of her mouth. Oh. She sounded like she couldn’t possibly care less.
“Are you still interested?” he asked, sounding slightly amused now.
“Of course,” she rushed. “Oh my god, I’m…you have no idea how excited I am.”
“As are we. I think you’re going to do big things in this industry.”
She could feel her face growing hotter as the seconds passed. And then she realized that she was still naked. On the phone with the billionaire mogul, Red Jameson, stark naked!
“I can’t thank you enough, sir.”
“Can you start tomorrow?”
“Absolutely!”
He sighed deeply. “Good, Nicole.” There was a long pause. “Oh, and by the way…”
“Yes?”
“Those Prada shoes. You don’t need to go broke buying fancy outfits to come to work for me. Just wear something tasteful, but affordable. The expensive stuff will come in due time.”
“Yes sir.” She fell backwards on the bed, hiding her face in her hands.
“Report to Glen in the morning,” he said softly. “Goodbye Nicole.”
And then he was gone. She squealed to herself and began writhing in excitement. “Yes!” Nicole stood up and held her fists in the air, shook them at the heavens. “I did it!”
She lay back in bed pondering the phone call. When you thought about it, Red Jameson calling her was about the strangest thing that had ever happened to her. There was absolutely no reason for him to do it. His time was so valuable. Why did he make the call himself? Did he do that with all the new interns and employees?
She wanted to find out.
But first, she thought of his voice. She thought of his dark eyes. The way he said her name. It was a shock to realize how wet she was after simply being on the phone with him. Nicole had never considered herself to be a very sexual person. In fact, she didn’t masturbate all that much. When Danielle had first moved in, she’d joked about all of her dildos and vibrators and had been shocked when Nicole revealed she didn’t own any.
“Don’t you ever get yourself off?” Danielle had asked.
“Sometimes. I just…use my hand.”
“And how often do you do that?”
“I don’t know. A few times a year.”
Danielle had been awestruck by that admission. “A few times a year? A fucking year?”
Nicole hadn’t been joking about her sexual proclivities. She didn’t think of herself as a prude, she didn’t have a problem with premarital sex or anything. She just wasn’t that into it all. She’d had sex with only two boys in her life. One had been her high school boyfriend, Tim, who she’d dated for almost four years.
The second had been Alec, a guy she’d only been on a handful of dates with her senior year of college.
In both cases, the sex itself had been forgettable; neither bad nor good. She certainly hadn’t achieved orgasm, another fact that Danielle found incomprehensible.
But lying in bed nude, after hearing the best news of her life and speaking with a powerful man that she practically worshipped—Nicole found herself incredibly turned on. To say this was a rare occurrence would have been an understatement.
And she was so wet. Her fingers traced around the edges of her pussy, the lips, so soft and tender and sensitive. She closed her eyes and heard his voice again.
Nicole.