Kitten

Chapter Nine

Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself and didn't even recognize myself. Walking out of Poppy's bedroom, I walked over to her, where she immediately jumps up from the couch. "Brandy! You Look So Hot!" Poppy shrieks. "All we have to do is pull down this top a little more and you are ready for this date." She says tugging at my shirt.

Trying to stop her Poppy just pushes away my hand. "Poppy I think the shirt was low enough before. Pulling it down more is...is too much. Marcus could get the wrong idea." I say pulling back up my shirt. I frowned a little as I turned to look in the mirror by the door. "Plus this is not a date. We are just going to dinner as friends."

Poppy laughs crossing her arms together. "Yeah. Dinner first then back to his place so he can fuck your brains out."

I rolled my eyes. "I think I'm going to change into something simpler." I tell her as I quickly rush back into her bedroom. "Maybe a cute dress with a light sweater?" I say loudly.

I could hear Poppy groan as loud as she could. She comes trudging into the room just to through herself onto the bed. "Brandy please don't be so naive. He thinks that you have a nice body and only wants you to take you to bed."

Ignoring Poppy's outrageous comment, I threw on a simple red dress with a grey cardigan. "Heels?" I asked slipping my feet into my simple black ones.

Poppy sits up and smiles at me. "No matter what you wear Brandy you'll always look beautiful." She reassures me.

After Poppy walks me down to the lobby of her condo, she waits with me for a bit until Marcus makes a grand appearance with a huge bouquet of flowers. "For the lovely lady." Marcus had said handing me the flowers. Before I could even thank him for it, Poppy grabs the flowers from my hands and gently pushes me into his arms.

"Have Fun You Crazy Kids!" She teased before running off into the elevator.

I chuckled lightly taking a step back. "Uh, sorry about her. She-she gets a little too excited sometimes."

Marcus shakes his head keeping his hand on my lower back. "Our ride awaits us." He smiled.

Marcus went all out. From the pretty flowers to the extravagant limo to the extremely fancy restaurant. "I don't think I dressed appropriately for this type of established." I whispered gently closing my menu. "And the prices are..." I gulped. "...insanely high."

"Brandy don't worry about it. I got it." Marcus says. He reaches across the table placing his hand over mine. "Just order whatever you want. You'll pay me back in another way." He winks.

I frowned. Pay him back in another way? My stomach churned. Could Poppy be right? Does Marcus actually think this is a date and expects me to sleep with him?

"So Brandy. How do you like being Denim's assistant?" Marcus asks me. He slightly leans back into his chair not taking his eyes off me.

I cleared my throat. "Denim. Right." I say softly under my breath. "It's nice. Definitely better than my last position." I mean he's a little bipolar. One minute he's really nice and other times he acts like he hates me.

"He treats you properly?" Marcus questions slightly tilting his head. "I mean he's not making you break down again in your office again, is he?"

This is some sort of interrogation? I shake my head. "No, no. Everything's fine. I think I may have been a little overwhelmed that day." I tell him with a short smile. Marcus does seem really concerned about my well-being. I guess he doesn't want this to happen to me again.

"That's good to hear. But if you ever get too overwhelmed again, I would love to have you as my assistant. I've seen the work you do, it's incredible. Plus I would throw in a big raise." Marcus explains to me. Taking a sip from his glass, he winks at me again.