Chapter 5 Dress Nice?

• Blair’s P.O.V
• Did he just call me in for more work? On a Friday night? Past my work hours? And tell me to ‘dress nice’?
• “Ugh!” There goes my plan to watch kdramas while munching on fried chicken.
• Heading back to the boss’s cabin as quickly as I could, I grabbed the files that he had wanted and once again began racing towards the elevator. I went down to the third floor to hand over the files to the legal team before I headed to the parking to where my car was parked.
• Once inside, I called my best friend, Eliza Queen, who lived only a couple blocks away from the office. She answered on the second ring. “What do you want now?”
• From the sound of the TV running in the background…I already knew my best friend had just stabbed me in the back. “Bloody bitch! Are you watching that new Kdrama without me?”
• “Umm...no?” Eliza’s sheepish voice said it all.
• “Don’t you dare!” I warned her. “I’ll be at your place in five. Turn off the TV if you don’t want me to fling you out your window!”
• “Jeez, Blair,” Eliza sighed. “If someone was around, they’d be calling the cops for a potential murder tonight.”
• “Remember my warning!” With that, I ended the call and raced out of the parking lot to head to my friend’s, to get a dress that would look nice for whatever my boss had planned for me and to give her a much needed ass-whooping for watching my favorite oppa without me!
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• “Safe and elegant or bold and sexy?”
• “Why does it have to be two extremes?” I looked back at Eliza while applying the finishing touches on my makeup.
• She held up two dresses in each hand. One was a shirt dress in pink that would reach my knees. The collar was high enough to be modest and the sleeves were full. The other was a lacy black bodycon that would reach my lower thighs. Since Eliza was on the side of a large, her dresses fit me perfectly…well, almost perfectly. I think I was somewhere between a medium and a large…since medium squashed my boobs and a large was comfortable for my burst area.
• “Fine, bold and sexy it is.” I told her as I finished applying a nude lipstick. “But do you have something to wear under it? A white or beige turtleneck or something? I don’t want to make his clients think I’m being offered at the table.”
• “It’s not slutty!” Eliza protested immediately before adding… “Is it?”
• “Did you ever wear this dress?” I got up from her vanity and came closer to inspect the dress. “You’re taller than me! This dress would barely be brushing your thighs!”
• “I haven’t worn it yet,” Eliza puffed her cheeks, looking down at the dress in disdain. “I bought it because I thought it was super cute…”
• Eliza had natural orange-red hair and bright green eyes. She was also freakishly tall at 5’11”. So the dress would have no doubt looked gorgeous on her, if it hadn't been so short. I on the other hand was only 5’6”, so the dress would be just fine on me in terms of height.
• “You can always add a pair of leggings?” I suggested.
• But Eliza shook her head. “Nah! I’ll give it to you. Think of it as an extra early birthday present or something. So why don’t you wear it to wherever your boss has invited you to and melt his pants off with that sexy ass!”
• “Huh!” I snorted at her ridiculous suggestion. “As if! Landon makes a move as soon as he likes someone. I’ve been working for him two years.”
• “In his office, yes. But he’s never seen you in a sexy black dress.” Eliza reminded me. “So ditch the turtleneck; stop playing safe and go seduce that hot piece of hunk and get under his junk!”
• “Eli!” My eyes widened as a blush colored my cheeks. She really needed to get a filter for that foul mouth! God! I wish I never told her about my huge crush on our boss.
• Eli and I did work in the same office and I had met her on the very first day I had come to work, but while I was Landon Maxwell’s personal secretary, she worked at the front reception desk at Maxwell Building Incorporated. We hardly ever get to meet when we are in the office, but since her apartment is only a five minute drive away, I had thought it was best to borrow clothes from her rather than go back to my apartment twenty minutes away and waste even more time driving around.
• I changed into the dress quickly, since it was almost eight o’ clock and Eli sat me down once again to get my hair curled as quickly as possible. I had naturally wavy brunette hair with some blonde highlights, so curling didn’t take as long. Eliza had it worse with her straight hair because it hardly held curls for more than half an hour.
• Half an hour later, Eliza declared that I was now ‘ready to be ravished’, her words not mine, and when I saw the final product…yes, I guess she was right about what she said.
• The dress reached my lower thighs, almost to my knees, thankfully, and it had lace sleeves that reached my elbows. The only slutty part of the dress was the low-cut v-neckline that showed a bit of my cleavage. I had gone with smoky eyes and the loose curls looked perfect with the dress. Since I hated heels with a passion, I opted for black pumps instead. Overall, I did look quite ravishing, if I do say so myself.
• “So?” Eli wiggled her eyebrows at me like the creep she was. “Ready to lose your virginity tonight?”
• I face-palmed myself mentally, since doing it in reality would ruin my makeup. So I opted for rolling my eyes instead. “For the last time, Eli, I was called for a work meeting!”
• “Sure.” She rolled her eyes back at me. “Because every boss calls their employee to a fancy hotel and tells them to ‘dress nice’ on a Friday evening. Like you said, you’ve been working for him for two whole years! When was the last time he told you to ‘dress nice’?”
• I opened my mouth. Closed it again.
• “Exactly.” Eliza shook her head before shoving my purse back into my hands. “Now, get your ass moving! You have to be there in less than half hour.”
• “Fuck!” I began rushing to the door.
• “Blair! Remember not to drink more than one glass of wine!” Eli warned just as I was about to leave. “You can’t handle alcohol!”
• “I know! I know!” I mentally cursed my fucking light-weight ass.
• Gathering the files and my purse, I put on my shoes and rushed out the door to head to the parking lot. It took me a bit over half an hour to reach my destination due to the rush hour traffic, but as soon as I did, I handed my keys to the valet and headed straight to the reception desk.
• “Hi,” I greeted the two women. “I have an appointment with Mr. Landon Max-”
• “Blair!”
• The deep voice echoed through the empty reception hall, making a shiver run down my spine.
• Turning around, I swallowed nervously as I saw Landon walking towards me with long strides. If he was already drop-dead gorgeous, then he looked catastrophic tonight. He wore a black suite and pants, paired with a teal shirt underneath and polished black shoes. His midnight black hair was gelled back from his face and it made his startling grey eyes stand out even more. He was very tall, almost six feet four and when he came to a stand in front of me, I had no choice but to crane my neck to look up at his handsome face.
• He was all hard angles and clear lines. His sharp nose could give the Greek gods a run for their money. And as he looked down at me, I swear I saw something unfamiliar flash in his eyes…something akin to desire. It made my breath catch in my throat. But just as soon as I had seen those emotions flash in his eyes, they were gone.
• “You’re late.” He told me, narrowing his eyes.
• And that was when I knew…I was royally screwed.