Bab 41: Pretty Little Boots

Demyan 

"So tell me about your girlfriend? The one organized by Dad," I teased. 

He let out a groan but I could tell the topic made him feel slightly uncomfortable as he shifted in his seat slightly. He placed his right hand on my mostly exposed bare thigh; by how short the skirt was, it made me lose my breath for almost a second. 

I had forgotten how that felt. 

"There was a client we really needed to work with us for a project in Italy," he explained, "he was a tough nut to crack but it seemed his daughter was interested in me. Uncle Ed always intrusted me with scouting for new clients and I knew how much we needed the hotel chain in Italy. Uncle Ed in a way told me how when he was younger he would date the daughters of clients just to sway them into agreeing with us a bit more."

"Was it a tale or was he suggesting you date the client's daughter?" I frowned.