I was looking at Mr. Thomson’s eyes all through out my performance and it gave me chills that he was looking at me intensely, too.
“That was a sexy performance.” He whispered to my ear after. “I would like a private audience with you, Ms. Moore.”
“Excuse me? What did you just call me?” I was totally in shock, but I hid the nervousness and fear that I was feeling.
“Ms. Moore. Kendra Moore.” Mr. Thomson then licked my ear.
Goosebumps raised throughout my body.
“You must have mistaken me with another person.” I said as I trace one finger from his lips to his abs.
“I don’t think so. Want to bet?”
“With what?” I smiled at him coyly, still pretending that I’m not who he thinks I am.
“If I’m right, I will give you a failing grade in your business paper. If I’m wrong, then I’ll pay yo
