“No, I wouldn’t want to do business with a man like that.” I looked her in the eyes. “I know I flirt with you and I know I’m not always appropriate, but I would never want you to feel uncomfortable. I hope you understand that. I hope you know your job isn’t predicated on sleeping with me.”

“I know that.” She smiled weakly. “I like our flirtations.” She admitted and blushed.

“Oh yeah?” I grinned at her. “Really?”

“Yeah.” She nodded. “I liked the texts and the emails and I don’t think my job is related to them in any way.”

“Good.” I grinned at her. “I’m glad to hear that.”

“Don’t let it go to your head though.”

“Of course not.” I paused. “Wait, which head do you mean?”

“Leo?” She groaned and I laughed loudly, suddenly feeling lighter.

“Come on, let’s go back to the hotel to change and then we can figure out what we want to do next. Okay?”

She looked at me with bright brown eyes and nodded slightly, a devious smile on her face. “Okay.” She answered slowly and I wondered what she had planned in that pretty little head of hers.

Chapter Eight

Hannah

“Red or pink?” I held up the lipsticks in my hands and stared at my reflection in the mirror as I waited for Lisa to respond.

“Depends on the look you want to go for?” She spoke into the phone in a mumbled tone.

“Are you eating?”

“Yeah. I got a pizza from Lucca’s.”

“Lisa, you’re meant to be saving money.”

“Dude, you can’t save money, when Lucca’s has such hot delivery men. Antonio came tonight.”

“Antonio?”

“You know the one: tall, bulky, black hair, blue eyes, fake Italian accent.”

“Oh Fakio.” I laughed.

“Yeah, Fakio.” She laughed back. “But tonight, I let him go by Antonio.” She sighed. “He’s just too hot.”

“Lisa, you’re man crazy.”

“I can’t be man crazy, if I have no man.” She responded back and laughed. “Now do you want my advice or not, slutty?”

“I’m not a slut.” I groaned.

“I know, but get used to being called one when people see you in that outfit.”

“Why did you have to choose the sluttiest one?” I sighed and stared at the top of my br**sts. “You can see my panties when I bend over.”

“So, you’re a nurse.”

“What does being a slut have to do with being a nurse?”

“I don’t know.” She giggled. “But if anyone asks just say, take up your issues with Mt. Sinai hospital.”

“I’m not going to lie and say I work at Mt. Sinai.”

“You don’t have to say that specifically.” She exclaimed. “Whatever they infer from your statement is their problem.”

“Lisa, you’re an idiot. No one would believe that this is an official’s nurses’ outfit. Don’t they wear scrubs?”

“I have no idea what a nurse wears.” She laughed. “I’m sure the ones that want to date doctors wear the lower cut tops.”

“I doubt that very much.” I rolled my eyes. “But back to my question, red or pink?”

“Go red for full on slut, pink for good-girl gone slut.”

“Okay, I’ll do pink then.” I applied it to my lips and then brushed my hair again. I stared at my reflection again and groaned. “Do you think I’m making a mistake?”

“No.” Lisa’s voice rose. “I think it’s brilliant. Go in there. Give him a little tease as a ‘see what you’re missing and a thank you for saving me today’.”

“I guess. He’s going to think I’ve gone crazy.”

“He’s going to wish that he could save you every day. Shit, he might sign up to that geek hero patrol club and pretend to be a superhero so he can save you every day and get you to dress up as a hot nurse every night.”

“What nonsense are you talking about, Lisa?”

“Just make sure you hook me up when you get the black Amex. I want to be put on as an authorized user.”

“Yeah right.” I shook my head. “You know how bad you sound right?”

“I’m not asking for a condo in the Hollywood Hills or a Mercedes.”

“Lisa, I’m going now.”

“Tell me how it goes, okay.”

“I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Rock his world.” She giggled.

“I’m not going to sleep with him.” I chastised her. “Who do you think I am?”

“All I said is rock his world. That could mean anything.”

“We both know what you were saying.”

“That’s your guilty conscience talking.” She giggled. “It’s not my fault you’re attracted to your boss.”

“I’m not attracted to him.” I lied.

“Then why are you going to his hotel room dressed as a slutty nurse?”

“Originally, I was going to show him that I could take his jokes and step it up a level, but now I’m also going for myself as well.” I admitted. “But not for sex. Just for some harmless fun.”

“Yeah, I know a lot of people that wear slutty nurses outfits to have harmless fun with their bosses.”