Chapter 7 #2
It might just be my imagination playing tricks on me at this point. With Tom’s warning still ringing in my ears and Dante’s worry, maybe I’m being stupid for not taking them up on their offer. For not doing what Tom asked me to.
But what would living with Wyatt, Finn, and Dante accomplish besides a hardcore case of lady blue balls. If I were still trying to win over Wyatt, I would have jumped at the chance, but how much can a girl humiliate herself before she gets the picture?
He may want me, but he doesn’t want to want me, so fuck him.
Drew wants me. And maybe Drew will be the only one willing to take it all the way because Tom’s not his friend. I pull up my texts and shoot off a quick one.
Me:
First day of my internship. I’ll let you know what day works best for lunch.
Drew:
...
I smile at the little dots that mean he’s already writing me back. That he isn’t going to leave me on read all day.
Drew:
I can’t wait to see you again. Good luck on your new job.
See, that’s what a guy who wants me sounds like. My hands tremble when I realize how close to the building we are. I don’t know what I’m walking into here.
If Tom were here, he’d take care of me. He’d laugh off Finn’s flirtations, punch Dante in the arm when he gets growly, and steer me clear of Wyatt and tease me about my attraction in the same breath.
He’d make this easy for all of us.
Instead, I’m walking into a potential minefield. That I created. I’m the one who took Finn’s challenge when I should have laughed it off. I’m the one who didn’t back down like Dante expected me to when he called me out for masturbating.
But fuck, I can’t regret either of them. Because that shit was hot and I can’t wait to do it all over again.
The car stops and I bite my lip. It’s not happening again, but if it did...
“This is your stop, miss,” Brandon says. “I’ll be back at five unless you page me.”
“Thanks, Brandon.” Taking a deep breath, I open the door. The sidewalk is busy, but people aren’t rushing by. I navigate my way to the door.
A guy around my age in a suit opens the door to the building and sees me. He’s a good-looking guy with blond hair. His brown eyes rake over me before he smiles and gestures to the door. “After you.”
I give him a grateful smile as I pass by and keep walking to the elevators. He follows me and we both step onto the elevator to go up.
“What floor?” He raises an eyebrow as his finger presses the tenth floor.
“Ten, actually.” I smile. “Thank you.”
No one else gets onto and the elevator doors close.
“Client?” he asks.
“Intern. You?”
“I’m an associate.” He holds out his hand. “Greg Holden. You must be Tom’s sister.”
I take his hand. “Sara Morris.”
He points at my hair as he takes his hand back. “Your hair should have tipped me off.”
Tom has red hair too. I nod. “We take after our grandmother.”
“I’ve always been a sucker for a redhead.” His cheeks flush a little as the elevator dings its arrival and the doors open. “After you.”
I walk into the office space. Low cubicles that are easily seen over take up the main floor. The guys have offices with great views toward the back of the building.
“It was a pleasure to meet you, Sara. I hope we work together.” Greg moves off in the opposite direction, lifting a hand to someone in the cubicles.
I walk toward the guys’ offices. I don’t know where they’re going to put me. My heart picks up pace as I draw closer. I didn’t think this through. I’ll be working with Dante, Finn, and Wyatt all day.
Two of them now know how I taste. Dante’s seen me naked while Finn’s only seen my pussy. Yeah, great first day thoughts.
“Sara.” Dante’s voice sends a bolt of awareness through me.
I turn and he gestures for me to follow him. He’s wearing a dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up to show his forearms. A black tattoo trails up his arm and peeks out of the collar of his shirt.
I’ve seen the man shirtless, in only a towel, and now I’ve seen his cock. And fuck, he’s big and curved and thick, and I don’t know if that would fit inside me, but I’m willing to give it a try.
Dante stops in front of a door and pushes it open. His eyes are back to their cool blue as he looks at me. “This is Tom’s office. Since he’s not here, we figured it would be best if you were close by so we could monitor you.”
“Sounds good.” I walk around him. Apparently, we’re going to be professionals today and not discuss how he made me come so fucking hard I saw stars. Pretty sure I blacked out for a moment too. We’re going to work and figure out what the fuck Tom was into.
Unlike Tom’s bedroom, his office is immaculate. His desk is free from any papers. Just a monitor and a keyboard off to the side.
“So what am I going to be working on while I’m here?” I set my purse on the desk and turn to meet Dante’s eyes, except his gaze was on my ass. He lifts it to mine.
I smirk as he clears his throat.
“Paperwork first.” He reaches onto the console, takes a folder of papers, and hands it to me. “I’ll come get you when you finish.”
“Oh, joy.” I walk around the desk and sit down in the chair. It feels weird to be in Tom’s office without him, but I grab a pen from the drawer before opening the folder to begin on my paperwork.