people in indecent situations, my eyes landed on a man. He was a beautiful man, not at all what I expected. He lounged on the red velvet couch reminding me of the Cheshire cat. I then thought perhaps I was Alice. After all this was a new and exciting place for me, in essence a wonderland. At his offer I took my seat across from him. The conversation flowed easily. Basic questions that any interviewer would ask. He seemed able to ask everything that I was to tense to discuss. He knew everything I left unsaid. I felt as if it was he who was discovering me, not I discovering him. He truly believed in the power of sex and companionship which was his inspiration for the club. He was so at ease with his sexuality and sensuality it would make any person jealous. I was instructed to come up with a name for him for anonymity. I thought about it for hours racking my brain for a name that would fit the man that lay before me that night so confident in himself, so sexually appealing not just physically but emotionally, so godlike, the embodiment of sexual power, or simply put Eros. I look forward to my next encounter with Eros. Although his profession seems inappropriate and sinful; I believe this man truly has something to offer the world.
I sat there and read it again deciding it was perfect. Dan knocked on my door and I looked up. “Presses start in an hour lady what do you have for me?” I handed him the article crossing my fingers behind my back hoping he would like it. He scanned it and his expression gave little away. “This is excellent, I mean this is truly great. Good work I am getting this out tonight no editing required.” I breathed a sigh of relief as he hurried off. I would have to write one once a week and I thought I was off to a good start. I was a little worried that Mr. Carson would think I liked him. I did like him just not like that. At least I was trying to convince myself I didn’t. I kind of wondered what his first name was. I never even asked or looked into it. I packed my stuff and headed for the elevator. As I was leaving Dan gave me another thumbs up. I went home and Mikey was waiting for me. I was relieved to be home. I did my usual routine of microwave dinner, and finding something on TV.
My phone rang which was unusual. No one ever called me this late. I didn’t recognize the number either. I figured it was the wrong number but I answered anyway. “Hello, this is Juliet.” “You forget how beautiful a voice is until you here it again.” I felt myself blush when I realized who it was. There was no one else that had a voice as sultry as his. I was caught off guard and not sure what to say. When I spoke my voice came out as a whisper. “Mr. Carson?” He laughed and it was a beautiful sound even over the phone. I bit my lip and shifted nervously as tingling sensations rang through me. I hated that just his voice made me crazy. “You can call me Eros if you like.” I felt myself go scarlet, “You read it?” It wasn’t supposed to be in the magazine until tomorrow. I could hear the amusement in his voice as he spoke. It was like he knew how uncomfortable he was making me. “I did, Carter agreed to let me preview the articles before they were printed. I have to say well done Ms. Adams not at all what I expected.” I would have to thank Dan for the warning in the morning. For a reporter I should have had more to say but I couldn’t find any words. “So you liked it?” “I loved it. You were a bit friendlier toward me then you were in our interview. I am glad I left such an impression on you.” I felt my cheeks burn at his compliment. I wished I wasn’t so awkward with men. “I am sure you leave an impression on everyone you meet.” He laughed. “I wanted to say that you left an impression on me as well. I had some extra time this evening if you would like to come by.” I bit my lip nervously. I wanted to come up with an excuse not to go but nothing came to