Oliver thought he’d done pretty well managing that one.
He’d managed to get the last appointment of the day on Friday, when he knew from phone conversations that most of the office was ready to start sneaking out the door by mid-afternoon. By the end of their meeting, even if they only talked about new insurance—which they really needed—everyone else would be gone.
It wasperfect.
Once they could get past whatever was holding Bryce back, they would all be perfect for each other. He just needed Bryce to honestly admit it. He wouldn’t have been calling and talking to them so often if they didn’t mean anything to him. Not after the night at the club.
He’d felt completely worn out from the sounds and so thoroughly sated that he couldn’t have gotten it up if his life depended on it. So as he’d watched Bryce and Troy, he’d gotten to see the beauty in their reactions and the need, not just the desire.
They’d been beautiful together.
Troy didn’t let that many people see his tender side firsthand. The way he’d stroked Bryce and let his façade crack enough for Bryce to catch glimpses of what was underneath let Oliver know he wasn’t pushing anything his Dom didn’t want. Troy just wasn’t going to butt in where he suspected he wasn’t wanted.
Oliver didn’t have those reservations.
Especially when he knew deep down theywerewanted. Desperately. Then he didn’t mind pushing and making a nuisance of himself. Sometimes he thought that was why the universe made subs, to push the Doms into taking what they really wanted but wouldn’t always go get. Too many over-developed morals about not wanting to talk people into something they didn’t want.
Some people needed a little shove. And he thought Bryce was one of them.
So that’s what they were going to do. Give him a little nudge and hopefully get the dominant side of him revved up. Oliver had a suspicion it wouldn’t take much to get that part of Bryce ready to jump into whatever would have Oliver submitting to him.
Then they could finally figure out what all the hesitation was about.
By the time they’d gotten to the office, Oliver was even more confident about the meeting. No matter what Bryce said or tried to avoid saying, his actions spoke louder than his words. And his actions screamed out that he wanted them both.
So that’s what Oliver would give him.
Walking through the door, they were greeted by a smiling woman who clearly had no idea why they were there.
Herbrows pulled together, and she shrugged. “I don’t see anything on the schedule, but if you give me a minute, I’ll figure it out. I’m a temp; the regular receptionist is out of the office. I’ll go get Mr. Ryder for you.”
Theyheard a whispered conversation coming from a back office. Something about calendars and updating schedules, but he couldn’t catch it all. Troy was giving him an are-you-sure-about-this expression that Oliver just ignored. He had a plan. And he wanted to experience what Bryce was like when he was in charge. Oliver had a feeling he would be a fiery Dom. Troy was always so in control with a cool passion that made Oliver crazy, but he thought the two Doms would complement each other perfectly.
When Bryce came out of his office with the temp, there was a moment of awkward silence before Bryce seemed to push away his concerns. “I’m sorry about the confusion. Please come back to my office.”
He started in on a fairly rehearsed speech about quotes and coverages as he ushered them into his office. When he closed the door and they could no longer be overheard, he gave them both a skeptical look.
“This is a surprise.”
Oliver was just pleased that he wasn’t angry, so Bryce’s cool welcome didn’t dampen his excitement. He smiled sweetly at his uncertain expression. “We’ve known we’ve needed new insurance for a while, but I kept putting it off. Finally, we decided just to get it done.”
Bryce nodded, trying to hide a grin. He didn’t believe Oliver’s innocent act for a minute, but there was nothing he would be able to call them on because they really did need a new company. Troy sat down in one of the sumptuous leather chairs and Oliver sat down on his lap.
Curling into Troy, Oliver watched Bryce closely as he talked about their current insurance. They’d had a small independent company that they’d used for years, but when they’d been purchased by a larger one, Oliver hadn’t been impressed with the service.
He always felt like he was annoying the people at the call center when he had a question, and he’d run into more than a few of the customer service people who seemed homophobic. He was tired of dealing with it. When Bryce realized that they really did need new insurance, he relaxed.
He asked good questions and understood what they were looking for without making it seem like a canned sales pitch. Even if Oliver hadn’t been desperate to taste the man again, he would have bought the coverage from him.
They were quoted auto insurance and a new homeowner’s policy right away, and Bryce asked some questions about other policies he was going to quote for them. He never mentioned Oliver being cuddled up on Troy’s lap, but Oliver could see the little glances and questions that would run through his eyes as they talked.
When Bryce tilted his computer screen so they could see how he’d changed the coverages on the house quote, Oliver took it as a sign. “I can’t quite see that. Can I come around there?”
It was innocent and not that crazy of a question, so Bryce couldn’t think of anything to say before Oliver started to move around the room. A pat on his ass from Troy as he walked away was the only thing that could possibly be thought of as unusual, until Oliver walked over and made himself at home on Bryce’s lap.
Bryce made a startled sound, one that Oliver wouldneveridentify as a squeak, but wrapped an arm around Oliver’s hips to keep him in place. Bryce gave him another skeptical look, but Oliver gave him a crooked little grin and wiggled his bottom over the Dom’s growing erection. “This is much better. Thank you.”
Then he pointed to the screen and started asking coverage questions, which really threw Bryce off. Oliver might want to drive Bryce a little crazy, but he had questions, so it worked out well for both purposes. It took Bryce a few minutes to get his head back in the conversation, but soon they were ironing out the quote and Oliver was pleased with the price.
