The CEO's Little Stripteuse

have taken any l

dore, as he couldn't find himself having pea

ecause she was curious about what he needed to say to her. They didn't necessarily agree to have coffee like nor

rmal and simply ask her

eeing her at all. At nine o'clock sharp, he pulled into the par

earnt the name of, answered the doo

and Theodore politely nodded at he

ng. Is Abig

t Theodore inside and he wasted no time in taking in ever

est looking furniture crammed into the one apartmen

he beautiful coast and all the city beneath her. Somewhere where she could sit on a balcony and enjo

didn't eve

last her a lifetime, and now she deserves to be pampered and spoiled. Theodore didn't s

ng. The walls were thin enough to tell. He didn't feel uncomfortable, but he felt like a giant in the small apartment. Even his

glass of water, and he accepted it out of politeness. He took a sip

but he didn't pick up on the humour. His eyes

to offend you by

as she waved him off. "Ch

experience talking to people who didn't own at least one jet and a private island, and the last thing

well, people who are not so wealthy often take the sli

e asked, wanting to clear t

armly and outstretched her hand for him t

Nice to mee

uckled. "I know who

h?

from before, and she works and studies business." Najay scoffed with a playful eye roll. Theodore could

who he was slightly pleased him. He could build who he wanted to be

looking Abigail rushed from the hallway with everything

is seat to help her gather the fallen ite

her as they rose simultaneously. Abigail's eyes sat on Najay, locki

n't leak any embarrassing moments or deep dark secrets. Abigail didn't even k

te the fact that it was her home. She nodded once and shot a

aid to Najay, offeri

r her snarky comment. She only hoped Theod

d she knew that her friend co

n she saw him standing in her doorway and she was convinced he had the wrong apartment until he asked for Abigail. It was then that hope sparked in her, and

rs cr

the morning fresh air. He still kept a few feet betwee

fine.

BMW x6. She wasn't even shocked that he owned such a car. After her thorough research

she resisted the urge to run her hand over the dashboard, wondering

that okay with you?" Theodore's voice broke her fro

perfect. It's not

at's why I

se it's across the str

ing? Or were his suspicions confirmed a

se that's where my assistant buys my coffee b

erupting in a series of chuckles. The very sound was

time he saw her face light up like this in a smile, and he w

he small smile that remained on her face even in the silence. But stil

s way to open the door for her, he noticed how her expression had changed. He then remembered how he had bold

low of small talk and hope something comes up. Or better yet

r? Her face was anything but relaxed. Did she

woman even if she committed the biggest crime against h

londe hair asked as they walked in. Abi hugged her coat around her as Th

n't you want cr

her gaze from his. "Well yes but I didn

tly agape in disbelief. "You thought I was

f a gentleman-like thought. But then a bigger part of him felt

those lovely blueberry muffins." Theodore ordered swiftly, not even wait

and his gaze traveled all the way to the top floor where his office sat

ghts and he caught her gazing down at her hands across the table. He resisted

nly for the mere sake of her happ

u have in one only one morning. I guess I'm just used to fendin

ey

nd full of emotion. They were scrutinizing and questionin

as exactly what he was trying t

ndent and that's admirable. But courtesy is n

ly but nodded nonetheless.

e stirring memories in her head to remind her that courtesy seem

ork at Va

ould come up. She anticipated all sorts of conver

pancakes, muffins and Abigail's favorites, croissants. She took this as the

could see what she was trying

as the only reason she hid behind the wall of pancakes and hel

bly see it as shameful, she

language has

nted to speak with m

heodore thought as he ra

as he took a sip of his coffee. Abigail had a fire

a shy little grad

d, feeling frustrated. Abigail didn't like games. And this

re retorted. What better to talk about than the t

swer his questions, then maybe he

d you want

dmitted. "Why woul

th a blueberry. "It doesn't take

I see him I would ensure he doesn't see the light of d

nce if he knew or not. His curiosity was obviously perked, and he would on

ptease, obliviously without allowing men to touch me but oddly they like it better that way,

was he on

was empty. The room is called a 'private room' for a reason, so I knew I had to get out of there before..." She didn't continue that sentence, and Theodore simply nodded in understanding. "I ran to the main room, but things started to get

s so jumbled. He was sure that her first intention was never to run into the city, but from the look in her eyes,

e of thing hap

ow? We're stripping so 'why do we deserve respect?'" she said

n what seemed like the most bril

hts?" he asked, and Abigail couldn't u

ave to pay commission

hts do you no

s questions were

imagined what it would be like to actually see her dancing. Of course he appreciated her womanly features, as she had the body

you would normally go to Vanx. No commission, no ill indented men. Just set your terms." He laid it

me to danc

nor do I have ill intentions towards you. You're special, Abigail. I w

t seemed surreal. Three thousand dollars

untant transfer it to your ac

much Theodore. And with all due

eed in the media is a charge of rape or assault on my name. As I said, my las

g for Theodore? In his penthouse three nigh

be a formal agreement of course. I'll ha

considering it, but she wanted the benefit of knowing that Theo

inty on her face. "Tell you what, I'll give you my card an

e mumbled, still

esires. But if you disagree, I'd still like to be friends." Theodore smiled in what

t happened, he changed the t

like that, they fell back into a seri