Six

Cruise

She walked into the café right on time. Miss Aja Monroe looked like walking sex. The light sedative she was given hadn’t affected her ability to stop my heart from beating. I knew she was here to make contact with me, and I was as giddy as a schoolgirl. This was the part that excited me the most. The anticipation of meeting her for the first time. Would I get to touch her? Would she like being close to me? I needed to figure out if she was as attracted to me as I was to her.

Time for wondering was gone. It was now time for action. She walked in pretending not to see me. The slit in her maxi dress exposed a bit of her sexy chocolate thigh. My God! I wanted to kneel before this queen and taste her right there in front of all of Paris. When she looked up and made eyes contact, I almost lost my mind.

She smiled and I swear I could hear the bells of Notre Dame chiming. That was impossible because we were no where near the cathedral. I smiled back, nodding at the lovely lady. When she did not look away, I saw it as an invitation to approach.

“Good afternoon, madame. My name is Cruise Steel. I would love for you to join me at my table for lunch.”

I put out my hand for a shake, but she hesitated. It looked like she was lost in a daydream. I would kill to know what she was thinking. Her eyes cleared from the fog, and she placed her delicate paw in mine. Immediately, I felt a jolt of need in my cock. I needed to get a hold of myself. What was going on with me? No woman had ever affected me this way.

“My name is Aja. It is nice to meet you, Mr. Steele.”

“Please, call me Cruise.”

“Okay, then, Cruise. That’s an unusual first name.”

“Yeah, my mom was a big fan of those Mission Impossible movies. She named me after the actor.”

That made her giggle. Her face lit up like a sunny Caribbean day, as she took her seat across from me.

“So, Cruise, are you in town for the Olympics? I noticed your American accent, so I assume you are not from here.”

“You’d be correct on both assumptions, pretty lady. My company is sponsoring some of the events during the two-week interval. How about you. Are you in town to partake in the games?”

“Oh, that’s nice. Yes, I hope to take in some of the women’s sports like basketball and gymnastics. Oh, and I can’t forget track and field. They are some of my favorites.”

“Chances are America is going to bring home a ton of gold this year.”

“One can only hope. It seems like our teams are stacked. I look forward to seeing everything. I wonder what the opening ceremonies will entail.”

Just then, the waitress approached the table to take our orders. After she walked away, Aja began asking more personal questions. I found it amusing because if she read the dossier I left for her, she already knew the answers. I simply smiled and waited to see where she was going with this.

“So, I know you’re American, but where are you from?”

“Though I have homes all over the world, my company is based out of Atlanta, Georgia. That’s where I spend most of my time.”

She tried to look shocked at the news. Aja was an actress and could pull of this whole fa?ade, but my skills as a former agent allowed me to see right through her.

“Oh, my goodness. I grew up in Atlanta. Well, it was actually Decatur, but I know the city well.”

“Decatur where it’s greater, huh?”

“Well, it used to be until all that gentrification happened. Now, it’s full of hipsters. It’s a damn shame.”

“You have a problem with hipsters?”

“Yes, when they take over a neighborhood and drive the people that have live there for decades out because they can no longer afford it.”

“You’ve got a point.”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to go off on a tangent. Let’s change the subject. What do you like to do for fun, Cruise?”

“Fun isn’t normally on my list of things to do. I’m afraid I spend too much time working.”

“Well, maybe that’s why you met me today. I am in one of the sexiest cities in the world and I intend to have a ton of fun. Stick with me, and I’ll show you a good time.”

After lunch, we decided to walk around the city. I took her hand, as we strolled from shop to shop. The crowd was enormous, and it was making my anxiety twitch, but I managed to tamp it down. It didn’t hurt that Aja was chattering on like we were old friends. She played her role well.

Things got a bit tricky when I received a phone call from one of my friends who was in on the plans. I stopped walking and lifted my phone so she could see it.

“I’m sorry, Aja, but I need to take this. Can you please give me a minute?”

She nodded her agreement and took a couple of steps away from me. The beauty pretended to window shop, but I could tell she was listening to my conversation.

“Hello?”

“What do you mean there is a problem with the package?”

I paused to listen to my friend. Irritation marred my face as he jabbered on about not meeting his deadline.

“Listen, I don’t care what you need to do. This has to happen on time. There are to be no mistakes. I will not accept any excuses. Get it done!”

I abruptly ended the call and stepped back to Aja. I watched her face in the reflection of the window. She was taking in everything I said, and I could see the wheels in her head churning. She turned to me with fake concern on her face.

“Is everything alright?”

“I apologize for the interruption. Just some work issues. Nothing for you to worry about. Now, how about you show me some of that fun you were talking about?”

“I have an idea. Let’s head into this store and grab some supplies. Then I’ll show you a fun game.”

We entered a small arts and crafts store, where Aja located some index cards and a couple of markers. After we made our purchase, she explained the game. We each would take six cards and write something on each that we wanted to do or places we wanted to see. Once we finished writing on the cards, we would hold them up so the other person couldn’t see what was written on it. They got to choose the activity blindly. It sounded like fun, so I agreed.

Since it was her game, I allowed her to pick first. The card on the left said Louis Vuitton and the card on the right said Balenciaga. She chose the card on the right, so we marched into the expensive store, and I purchased her the handbag of her choosing. The way the woman squealed with delight told me she was into shopping. When she jumped into my arms and planted a lingering kiss on my mouth, I was in heaven. It was the best 5k I had ever spent.

“Oh my God! I have been looking at this bag for months. I have just been too cheap to buy it for myself. Are you sure this is alright? I can get a less expensive bag.”

“Aja, get whatever bag you want. I didn’t put a limit on the price.”

Making her happy was my pleasure. The fact that I could buy her a trinket like this and make her smile with glee was worth the price tag. It was all the reward I needed. When it was my turn to choose, I picked going for gelato.

After eating our sweet treats, we ended up bike riding. Then we engaged in a bar hopping event. We were having so much fun that the time flew by. After eating dinner in one of the best authentic French restaurants in the area, I had one card left.

Since we had been getting along so well, I thought I would shoot my shot to see if she would take the bait.

“I must warn you, Aja, this next choice is a bit forward. You can feel free not to participate, but I hope you do.”

I held up the cards with ‘my hotel’ on one and ‘your hotel’ on the other. When she plucked ‘my hotel’ I was ecstatic. I knew this would play into her need to hack my computer and find out about the attacks. When she smiled at me after reading the card, I knew she would say yes.

“Well, I did promise you a fun time. Sure, I’ll join you at your hotel, Mr. Cruise. You just better make it worth my while.”

“I can promise you this. You will leave with a smile on your face and a limp in your gait. Both will be signs of how satisfied you are with my performance.”

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