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any plans as of yet,” I said.
    “ Great,” he said, perking up with a smile that had been hidden this entire time. “My secretary will give you more details on your way out. She’ll get your address and my driver will pick you up and escort you to the restaurant. From there we’ll see where things go.”
    “ Okay, that sounds good,” I said, as I stood up and extended my hand for him to shake.
    He reached out, grabbing my hand, and firmly shook it as he looked me square in the eyes. I felt my breathing grow shallow, my lips purse, as my heart rate picked up and wouldn’t stay down.
    “ I’ll see you tonight,” he said, as he let go and turned around.

    “ You’re wearing that?” Nicolette asked, giving me an un-amused look.
    “ What’s wrong with it?” I asked.
    “ Where to even begin? The sleeves are baggy, you have a pouch of fabric in the stomach, and your ass looks flatter than the world in 1457. You’re going out to dinner with Blake Hunter, Penny. Don’t you even know what this means? Women die for the position you’re in right now,” Nicolette said.
    “ Nic, it’s only a business dinner. He even said so. It happens all the time. Didn’t they take you out for a meal before hiring you?” I asked.
    “ Well,” Nicolette said.
    “ Did they?” I asked sternly.
    “ Well yeah, but it wasn’t with the damned CEO of the company! It was with Sharon, and let me tell you, watching a middle-aged woman stuff garlic bread down her throat isn’t a pretty sight,” Nicolette said.
    “ Still, Nicolette, he said that he likes to get involved every now and then to make sure they’re picking the right candidates for the job. It’s just dinner, and just to discuss my possible internship and hopefully one day employment there. Nothing else,” I said.
    “ I wouldn’t be so sure about that. You know how he is,” Nicolette said, chuckling.
    “ What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.
    “ Blake Hunter is a controlling, misogynistic asshole who acts like an out of control dictator. There’s been talk around the office over I guess the past year that every now and then he picks a new woman, usually an intern, and provides her with an erotic night of lust-filled pleasure before kicking her to the curb. We never see her around there again, and they never hear from him ever again. One time someone said they overheard him saying it was because they wouldn’t listen to him. Even with all that though, damn is he sexy,” she said, her hand on the edge of a kitchen chair.
    “ Yeah, he is pretty attractive, even though I don’t believe everything you just said,” I said, laughing a little.
    “ Then change! I have plenty of things and we’re the same size,” Nicolette said.
    “ That stuff isn’t me, though. And besides, even if a late dinner is kind of out of the ordinary for a business discussion, it’s still just that—business,” I said.
    “ You still need to make a good impression. Here, try this on. I just got it last week. I haven’t even gotten a chance to wear it out yet,” Nicolette said, before running into her room and coming back with a black dress.
    “ Ugh,” I said, as I held onto it.
    “ Go change. Hurry before the driver or whoever gets here,” she said.
    I went into the bathroom and slipped out of my black pants and white shirt before slipping into the very tight, form-fitting dress she’d given me. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror from all angles as the fabric careened up my ass a little and suctioned itself to my chest. I looked like a hooker, but at least I looked like the expensive kind.
    “ Here,” I said, as I walked out in it.
    “ You look so fucking hot, Penny. Seriously, if he doesn’t fuck you, I will,” she said.
    “ Oh, shut up. I’m not fucking him,” I said.
    “ But you would if you could,” she said.
    I could feel my cheeks turning red before I turned around and walked back into the bathroom. I never wore much makeup, but I lined my eyes and