Kira mumbled something supportive, but it seemed to make him frown only deeper.
“I need to go and speak with my friend, see what help I can give him. He seems to think that if I beat him then maybe we can come up with a plan” looking closely at her he finished “lets hope so”
“Of course I’ll come” she said “But will I be in the way”
Craig smiled gently “No, in fact you might be the perfect cover for me”
Kira looked at him in surprise
“He’s throwing a garden party this afternoon and inviting friends and family….I wasn’t planning on going because I planned to be here….but now it seems I need to go after all. Taking you along will look like we are only there to join in the festivities.”
With a tightening of his mouth he continued
“This man has a track record of using others to gather information about those he’s after….so if you’re along I’ll just look like I’m there for a bit of fun”
He smiled at her.
“Sorry about the boat trip”
Kira shrugged “Doesn’t matter” she said “I’ll just go change”
He nodded
“Kira do you have business cards with you”
Surprised she nodded
“Bring them with you… there are going to be a lot of key hotel owners there …. Might do you and Bill some good”
Surprised Kira nodded her head
“OK” she said her voice showing her surprise
He had originally not planned on asking Kira along, but it seemed an ideal opportunity for her to see how being his mistress would be beneficial to her career before he brought up the subject that night.
“I’ll change in my room” he said much to her surprise, “I need to make some private phone calls and I’ll meet you back down here in 15 minutes”
She wondered why the secrecy, but reminded herself that she was only a guest, and an employee at that. It was strange that this fact had never really sunk in to her until that moment.
15 minutes after they had separated on the upstairs landing, Kira had made her way back down to the hallway. She could see Craig already standing waiting for her dressed in khaki chinos wearing a black short sleeve polo shirt, which accentuated his broad shoulders and long lean back. Kira was once again reminded of how masculine he was as he stood leaning against the wall one foot crossed over the other, his hands deep within his trousers pockets watching her as she made her way down the stairs. His eyes were appreciative of the way she looked and his smile was already causing her to have to fight down sudden impulses which flared up within her body.
She wore a simple summer dress the colour of soft cornflower blue. It clasped from behind at her neck and then the A line shape fell softly to her knees. The simple shape of the dress added to its effect when worn by Kira who seemed oblivious to how beautiful she looked as the material barely skimmed her wonderful body while the shorter length allowed her wonderful legs to be seen to their best. To finish she had a matching colour pair of blue shoes with low heels, and a small bag which hung from her shoulder.
As she reached the bottom of the stairs he moved forward taking her arm as he guided her out of the house placing her gently into his sports car which he had moved to the front of the house.
“You look wonderful” he said, his eyes mirroring his words.
Kira flashed him a warm smile while pulling a small scarf from her bag and securing her hair remembering the previous day.
They drove the 15 minutes to the airfield, where she once again found herself seated in the plane she had arrived in 2 days ago. How different everything was now she thought remembering the awkwardness of that journey. Now however, he sat talking with her, laughing as she leaned in against him. She was aware of how he looked hungrily at her long legs which were crossed in front of her and how she longed to feel his hands on her body.#p#分页标题#e#
After just over an hour they landed. Kira had been surprised, as they had not landed on the same runway she and Craig had left from but one which was part of the large estate they were visiting just outside Vegas. As they alighted from the aircraft a large stretch limo moved forwards to meet them, taking them the half mile or so to the main gates of the estate itself. Kira couldn’t help but be impressed by the style in which she was being transported, although Craig seemed almost used to it.
“Who is Mr James” she asked softly as she sat at one end of the large car
Craig lost in thought looked up at her “Paul James” he offered her with a smile
“When I bought my first hotel, it was Paul who financed me….got me started” he said