Cold Winter's Night Pt. 14 (short story)

"Oh, I'm sorry, you must be The Boss." I start walking towards him to shake his hand, all the while taking in his appearance. He's about 6'4, fresh cut, smooth brown skin, and I could see the imprints of his dimples without him even smiling. He's dressed in a black Sean John button down, black True Religion Jeans and black Prada sneakers on. He smiles showing off those dimples, takes my hand and kisses it and says, "No problem Ms. Lady, but I'm not The Boss, I work for him. He had an emergency but didn't want to cancel at the last minute so, he sent me. I'm Tremaine but you can call me Tre." His voice was so smooth that it made me want to melt and I was caught up in his bright brown eyes until he said, "Um Kaiya, is it? Uh can we take a tour of the house? I got somewhere to be in two hours." I snap out of it. "Yea. We can start on this floor since we're already here." I show him all 10 bedrooms, 15 baths, the movie theatre, bowling alley, mini casino, gourmet kitchen, dining room, living room, 10 car garage, the indoor and outdoor pool, basketball court, pier to the lake, the boat house and a few other rooms. After 45mins of touring, it comes to an end. I hand Tre my card as I'm locking up. He walks me to my car. "The Boss is gonna love this crib yo. When can he sign the papers?" "He can come by the office tomorrow, just call ahead of time." We say our goodbyes and head our separate ways.