“Women want a guy who can provide.”Not entirely true. But I like hairy butts, what do I know?“So I need to find a job.”
“You have a job.”
“Delivery guy doesn’t scream steady and secure. And I mostly work during the night. Kaiden only wants a part-time receptionist so that’s a no-go.”Thank fuck.
“You could help me with my cookies. Some extra help with selling at the markets would be good,” I offer him.
“That I can do. But I need something more rooted.”
“You’ve bartended before, right?” I point at the guy behind the bar.
“Yes! And you’re fucking the owner’s brother.” I can see excitement springing on his face, while he waves his arms around the bar.
“I wish,” I mumble. “And lower your voice.” I throw a Scooby-doo’s nervous glance around.
“Can you please ask him if I can get an interview with his brother?”
Russel is a good guy, I’m sure he’ll help Sam out if he can.
“Sure.” I grab my phone from my purse trying to dissimulate my eagerness, and send him a text.
Me: Hey big guy.
His answer comes straight away.
BigGuy: Hey Pixie. Was just thinking about you.
Me: Interesting. What about me?
BigGuy: Your red headband.
I frown. My what?
Me: Is this going to turn into some kinky tying-me-up shit, because I’m more than up for it.
BigGuy: No, but now I’m rock hard while working on a financial statement I have to hand in tomorrow.
Me: Ohhh, talk dirty to me.
But the thought of him sitting in his office with a hard cock makes me conjure a million scenarios involving us and sex on that desk.
BigGuy: I will while you’re tied up to my bed and I’m turning that peachy, naughty ass red.
Did I come in my shorts? Fuck! That was close. How is he so good at this? And where is the uptight, silent man he’s replaced?
Me: I’ll hold you to that. What about my headband?
BigGuy: A client was wearing that exact band today.
Me: Must have had good taste.
BigGuy: It matched her cute little princess dress.
Me: ??
BigGuy: She is four, the daughter of a client. *laughing emoji
Me: *triple angry emoji.
