Mr. Big(12)

Pushing the hangers aside one by one, she carefully considered her options and she began to pull one article of clothing out at a time, examine it critically, and then hang it back up again. Nothing seemed right. She went through most of her closet before she settled on the perfect dress. Mia pulled it off the rod and held it up, eyeing it carefully, and as her gaze swept from the top to the bottom, a smile grew on her face. She walked out of the closet to the corner of her bedroom where a full length mirror stood, and she pulled the dress on and looked into the mirror.

It was a sweater dress made of cream colored cashmere, with a sweetheart neckline that hugged the curves of her breasts in just the right places, hiding some of the curve, and offering a suggestive view of the upper swells of her flesh. The sleeves were a three quarter length to the middle of her arm; again showing some skin and hiding more than it showed. The waist tapered and then hugged her full hips, clinging to her legs until it reached the hem at mid-thigh. She smiled. She looked sexy as hell and she knew it. It was the perfect dress. Slightly demure and sweet while still being sexy and appealing. It was a dress that made the imagination of an onlooker go wild picturing what was just beneath it. The cashmere was soft to the touch, and begged to be felt, and her own curves, barely hidden beneath the snug material, made it profoundly alluring.

She slipped a pair of heels on that made her legs look just a little longer, and then she put pearls into her ears and around her neck, and put her hair up in a loose almost messy bun, so that there were soft romantic curls drifting down around her face, and set delicately at the back of her head. A dash of perfume, and she felt like she couldn’t look better; she was ready to face the day, and Alexander Daniels.

Mia sent a text to Liam and he told her he would pick her up on the way to Alexander’s office. Fifteen minutes later, she met him at the front door of her building and when she climbed into his car, he grinned at her.

“You look perfect. He’s not going to stand a chance in the world. He will be eating out of your hands by lunch time; I have no doubt about that at all!” he gushed with a giddy smile.

She felt her cheeks warm a bit and she turned the conversation to their upcoming meeting, to keep her mind off of the man she was going to see. “So you’re designing some things there and I will be there to consult? How am I going to do that? What am I consulting on? I don’t want to make an idiot of myself.”

Liam shook his head. “Oh no, you won’t. You’re coming basically as yourself, but as someone who is a leader in the investment and finance industry, I will officially need your input on design for meeting space, materials, lighting, and electronic accessibility. We want to make sure that the rooms we are working on are not only pretty to look at, but also that they are built to function perfectly for their intended use. So, you’re coming in as a consultant; a professional in the business world who has considerable experience in meeting areas and who could offer us insight into how best to make it all come together.”

She nodded and looked out of the window. “Well, I can definitely tell you all of that!” She laughed lightly.

“And you will be there to seduce the big boss, of course,” he added wickedly and she glared at him and elbowed him, rolling her eyes as her heart rate picked up a little more.

“Not funny, Liam!” she grumbled as they coursed through the traffic on the streets.

After what seemed like five seconds and five hours simultaneously, they reached a tall building and Liam pulled into the parking garage beneath it. He grinned at her again. “This is one of the perks of working here; I don’t have to pay for parking, and in this city, that’s worth having the job just in itself.”

She agreed with him and they got out of his car and walked to the elevator together. When the doors closed and they were alone rising up through the floors, she closed her eyes and bit her lip, and when she did, she felt Liam’s hand on her back.

“Honey, you’re going to be fine. You’re going to be more than fine, you’re going to be perfect. You’re going to meet a truly good looking, kind, fun, sexy man, who happens to be wealthy, and you’re going to want to sleep with him when you meet him, so this should be easy for you.” He massaged his hand lightly over her back. “And if you get nervous, just think of Rome. Gelato, cappuccino, pasta, olive oil, the Coliseum, the gardens, the Tiber River, the Vatican…” he paused, “Well, maybe don’t think of that while you are trying to seduce him, but think of everything else. Think of the wine!” He grew excited at the prospect and the doors slid open and he walked out, leading her as he went.