Call Me! by Dani Ripper Read Free Book Online Page A

handsome.
     
    “I’m hiding,” I say. “Come find me.”
     
    “You’re…what?”
     
    “Hiding.”
     
    “Where?”
     
    “If I tell you where, it won’t be fun.”
     
    I know what he’s doing. Looking around, trying to see if I’m sitting at another table with a menu covering my face.
     
    He says, “Give me a hint.”
     
    I say, “Look under the table.”
     
    “You’re not under the table,” he says.
     
    “Look anyway,” I say.
     
    At this point he’s looking around to see if I’m watching him. He’s slightly put out. On the other hand, I’m still on the phone and haven’t ditched him. He’s not thrilled I’m making him jump through hoops, and doesn’t like being made to feel stupid or out of control. But he has to admit, I’m certainly different than Carter Teague. By now he’s found the second napkin, the one where I wrote, “take the left lobby elevator to the third floor.”
     
    “Is your room on the third floor?” he says.
     
    “No.”
     
    “Oh.”
     
    I hang up. While I’m waiting, someone has pressed the button, and I ride to the tenth floor. A man gets on and rides with me to the lobby. He waits for me to exit, but I say, “Thanks anyway, but I’m going back up for a minute.”
     
    He looks at me strangely, but leaves.
     
    I press the button for the third floor. When I get there the doors open, then close. Then the elevator starts moving down…
     

WHEN THE ELEVATOR doors open, Joe’s standing there with a surprised look on his face.
    “You found me!” I squeal, and plant a quick kiss on his mouth. He’s so stunned he doesn’t have time to react. He looks from side to side, making sure no one’s watching, then moves in for another kiss. But I put my finger between our lips and whisper, “Dessert comes after dinner!”
     
    I slide past him and start heading back to the restaurant. Then stop and turn and wait for him to join me. He’s practically glaring at me, but takes his cue and walks toward me slowly, trying to appear cool. As we walk through the parlor, he startles me by grabbing my ass. It takes me by surprise and seriously annoys me, since it wasn’t just a pat. He actually placed his hand on my butt and slid it down and cupped the bottom of my cheeks. I have to bite my lip to keep from making a scene. I know I’m walking a fine line here, enticing men to cheat while expecting them to be gentlemen. I also know there’s another word for decoy work.
     
    Prick teaser.
     
    Much as I hate to admit it, I’m purposely getting these men all hot and bothered, knowing in the end their lives might be destroyed. While I can make a case their lives should be destroyed if they’re cheating on their loved ones, there are times, especially when children are involved in a marriage, I worry if I’m doing the right thing. I mean, I know it’s not the right thing. What I ask myself , is it a necessary thing ?
     
    As we get back to the table I’m really steamed. I tell myself, Let it go, Dani. Keep your eyes on the prize . But I nearly come unglued when he asks, “Did you like that back there, what I did?”
     
    “Excuse me?”
     
    “Did that feel good?”
     
    I dig my fingernails into the sides of the chair and force a smile.
     
    There’s a reason I play the Call Me! game. Actually, several reasons. First, it shows I’m fun and playful, something men usually seek in a younger woman. It reminds them of when their wives were fun and playful. Second, it gives them a chance to hunt for me, which usually has a better effect than it did on Joe. Men like the thrill of the hunt, the chase, and capturing their prey. My little game allows them to do all three. At the end, they receive a kiss. Not saying a kiss from me is the highlight of their lives, but it’s fun, and lets them know I’m “into them.”
     
    The game I play usually involves letting them peek down my blouse a few times. If I’m wearing a dress they might get a flash of leg or panties. If