Chapter 62 Part 4 Becky is going on TV - 12

business entertainment "Really?" A smile involuntarily appeared on my lips, "I caught you off guard?" "Don't you understand?" Luke said. "An entire page of The Daily World is devoted to our client. It's a bolt from the blue." Ha, that makes me feel pretty smug.The whole Brandon Communications company is in turmoil over Janice and Martin Websters! "Is Alicia caught off guard by this too?" I couldn't help asking. "She was so flustered that she nearly broke those 'Manolos' shoes," Luke said dryly. "She was even more flustered when I found out she had spoken to you on the phone the day before."

what! "Great!" I heard myself say childishly.But as soon as I said it, I regretted it.Top professional women don't gloat over their opponents' punishment.I should have just nodded, or said "oh" meaningfully. "So, did I catch you off guard too?" I shrugged nonchalantly. There was a silence.After a while, I looked up and saw Luke staring at me, not even a smile on his face.My heart started beating wildly. "You've been overwhelming me all this time, Rebecca." He stared silently into my eyes for a moment, and I stared at him, gasping for breath—then, he looked down The menu says, "Can we order?"

Dinner seemed to last all night.Let's talk about eating, eating and talking.The taste of the dishes was so good that I couldn't bear to refuse any of them, and the wine was so delicious that I had to give up my original plan to just have a token drink and then drink water.By the time I munch on chocolate mille-feuille, lavender honey ice cream, and caramelized pears, it's midnight and my head is buzzing. "Is the chocolate good?" Luke asked, swallowing a bite of the cheesecake. "It's okay." I pushed the chocolate mille-feuille in front of him, "although it's not as good as the lemon custard."

In fact, the real reason is that I have eaten too much.I didn't know what to eat among the dazzling array of desserts, so Luke said that he should order whatever he saw that sounded good.And most of the desserts have nice names, so my stomach is bulging. I feel like I'll never be able to leave this chair, it's so comfy and cozy, and my head is so dizzy that I can't stand up; not to mention... I really don't want this to end , I hope this night never ends! I had a great time.What amazed me was how funny Luke was, he kept me laughing.I always thought he was a serious and prim man, but that's not the case at all.And until now, we haven't mentioned unit trust investing at all!

A waiter came over, cleared away the dessert plates, and gave us each a cup of coffee.I leaned back in the chair, closed my eyes, and smacked my lips.Oh god, let me stay here forever! I do feel a little drowsy right now—maybe it was last night because I was so nervous about being on TV that I barely slept at all. "I should go." Finally I forced myself to open my eyes, "I should go back to..." Where do I live? Oh, Fulham, "I should go back to Fulham." "Okay." Luke paused, taking a sip of his coffee.He put down his glass and reached for the milk.Just then, his hand touched mine and stopped.I felt like I froze all of a sudden.My cheeks started to burn and my heart was beating wildly with anxiety.

Yes, I have to admit, I put my hand in front of him on purpose. I did it just to see what would happen.I mean he could have just put his hand away like nothing happened, couldn't he? And continued pouring milk, making a joke, and saying goodbye. But, he didn't.He slowly squeezed my hand. Now I can't really move.His thumb is grazing gently across my wrist, and I can even feel how warm and dry his skin is.I raised my head and saw him staring at me, feeling my heart beating faster! My eyes met each other, their eyes were tangled together, and they couldn't be separated anymore.I don't know how to pull my hand back, I'm completely frozen there.

"The guy I saw with you at Terrazza was..." he asked after a pause, his fingers still idly stroking my skin. "Is he..." "He's just a..." I was about to smile nonchalantly, but because I was so nervous, I squealed, "Just a millionaire." Luke stared at me intently for a moment—then looked away. "Okay." He seemed unwilling to continue the topic, "Maybe, I should call a taxi for you." I tried to hide my disappointment. "Or maybe..." He didn't finish. There was a long silence.I was literally suffocating.maybe what? what?

"I know the people here pretty well," said Luke finally. "If we want to..." He looked me in the eye, "I think it's fine." I felt like I was hit by an electric current. "Do you want to stay?" I couldn't speak, I could only nod my head.God, oh God, this is the most exciting thing I've ever done. "Okay, you wait here," Luke said, "I'll see if there's a room." He stood up, and I watched him go, dumbfounded, with cold hands and feet. Room, double room, does he want to... He doesn't mean to... God what the hell is wrong with me?

Accompanied by the waiter, we got on the elevator in silence.Several times I deliberately looked at Luke's face, but he just stared straight ahead with no expression.Since he went to ask about the room, he has hardly said a word.I had chills in my stomach - honestly, I wish there weren't any vacant rooms in the hotel.But the reality is that someone just happened to cancel the reservation tonight, not to mention that Luke is still a regular customer of the Ritz Hotel.When I marveled at how friendly the waiter was to us, he shrugged and said he was here often for business. Business dinners? So this is who I am and who I am at this point? Oh my god, it's inexplicable, I wish I was home already!

We walked in silence down a wide corridor—then an attendant opened a door and ushered us into a stately room with a double bed and soft, comfortable chairs.The bellboy put my briefcase and Apple Mac on the luggage rack, Luke handed him a bill, and he left. silence.I've never felt so embarrassed. "Well," Luke said, "here we are." "Yes," I barely recognized my own voice, "thank...thank you, and your dinner." I cleared my throat, "it's delicious." We seem to have become strangers who have never met each other. "Well," Luke added, glancing at his watch, "it's too late, maybe you want to..." He broke off, and there was another unbearable silence.

My heart was beating "thumping", my hands were twisted together uneasily, and I didn't even dare to look at him. "I'm off, then," said Luke finally, "I want you to sleep..." "Don't go," I heard myself say, and my face turned red. "Don't go yet. We can..." I swallowed, "Chat or something." I looked up, met his gaze, and my heart started beating wildly.He walked towards me slowly and kept walking up to me.I can smell his aftershave and hear the rustle of his shirt as he moves.My whole body hungrily in anticipation.Oh god, I want to touch him.But I dare not, I dare not touch anything. "We can chat or something." He repeated my words, then slowly raised his hands and cupped my face. "We can chat or something." Then he kissed me. His lips touched mine, gently pulling them apart, and I felt a rush of excitement.His hands slid up my back, down my lower body, groping around my skirt.Then he pulled me tightly into his arms, and suddenly, I felt like I couldn't breathe. Apparently, we're not going to talk much at all!