All Chapters of CALL GIRL #1: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

 “Thank you for that evaluation, Dr. George, but I’m a big enough girl to know that the only opinion of you that matters is your own.” I shook his hands off my arms and crossed to the kitchenette area.Why the fuvk is there a mini kitchen on a boat? I yanked open the cupboards until I found a glass and poured myself a glass of water, draining it in one go.“If my opinion of you doesn’t mean anything to you, tell me why you just stormed away from me.”He was right behind me. My skin was buzzing despite the fact that he was not touching me. I was completely alive at the mere feeling of his breath brushing across my shoulder.“I’m a proud person. I don’t like to be put down.”“You’re a stubborn person, sweetheart.&r

No sounds.I frowned and pulled off the small envelope tucked beneath the ribbon.Gina,I’m in meetings all day and can’t get away until dinner tonight. I’ll meet you in the function room at 6:30 I’m so sorry. I wish I could be there sooner.I took the liberty of buying you a dress and planning your day. I feel like a complete bastard for what I said yesterday, and this my way of making it up to you.At 11:30 head to the spa on the floor below us. There you’ll get a massage, a manicure and pedicure, and anything else you want. I scheduled it for you, and you alone. But don’t be too long—a hair stylist is meeting you at the room at four, and so is a makeup artist.I want you to do nothing but relax today. I’m so, so sorry for what I said yesterday.GeorgePS. - There’s coffee in the machine.P

George laughed. “Don’t play that card, woman. You know I was the one who tried it on.”I glanced at him and pretended to fake a sigh. “Fine.”Mrs. Modeling Director’s Wife’s eyes twinkled.“It was the summer before my senior year of high school and my parents had taken me to Paris for two months. My father had business to do with an old friend, so they decided to turn it into a vacation. The last time I was there, I was just a child, so it was if I were seeing the city through fresh eyes.“We’d been there for around ten days when I finally made it to the Eiffel Tower alone. I’d been there with my mom several times, but she was always in a rush to go somewhere else. It was my chance to really enjoy it.” My lips quirked, and George slid his hand into mine. “I was standing in front of th

“Want me or need me?” he breathed against my mouth.“Shut up and take it off before I rip it off.”“You forgot something.” He unzipped my dress.“What’s that?”“My name.”I pulled back slightly. “I’m about to rip your shirt off, Mr. Stone. Are you okay with that?”“Not really.”I tore it apart, buttons popping. “Tough shit.”He laughed, his bare hands spreading across my back, and plunged his tongue into my mouth. My back hit the wall with the force of him against mine, and I swore to god I’d climb on him if I could.His lips caressed mine and his tongue explored my mouth like I was an undiscovered cave ready to be exposed of my secrets. My dress slipped over my shoulders and he helped it along the way, kissing my neck and easing the

“I’ve never been reasonable where you’re concerned, Gina, and I’m not about to start now. Understand that. And the next time you say ‘fuck you’ to me, that’s exactly what you’ll be doing.”He stepped into the elevator and the doors closed with a swish. I grabbed a clean mug from the side and threw it across the room. It collided with the door and smashed, white china falling over the carpet."Fucking self-entitled, controlling, demanding fucking bastard."****** ************I think I might move.My love of water had always kept me in Seattle. The Bay has kept me grounded close to a place full of happy memories from years gone by, but I had never really loved the weather.I was thinking Sydney had everything. It had water, a harbor, hot weather, and beaches. It was like California and Seattle all ro