“Sorry, Willie we found her first.” Before I can understand my own actions, I’ve moved further into the office. I’m now standing next to Clara, feeling the heat radiate off her nearness. I know she's aware I’m close, being she’s purposely ignoring me and also a bad actress.
A really bad actress.
“Clara, would you like to work for us?” I ask, bending down next to her, making it impossible for her to ignore me any longer.
A thrill runs up my spine as I watch her plump red lips part while her breathing becomes labored. I wonder how fast I can get her to agree to work with us just so I can get her alone. Just so I can see her everyday.
Am I being crazy? Wanting her like this?
I can’t help myself.
“This is a fantastic opportunity. When Willie showed me the programs and how he ran the club, I won’t lie, my brain went into overtime seeing the possibilities and potential the club has. It would be exciting to help revamp the club and watch it succeed, but I’m not sure this is a good idea.” Clara glances at me but averts her eyes.
I know the reason she’s being so hesitant has something to do with me. I put my hand on hers and it jumps from my touch. She takes her hand away and places it on her lap. I want to tell everyone to get out, so I can figure out what has her so spooked.
“Of course, this is a great idea. Willie just confirmed what we already knew. Come on Clara, we need you,” Axel comes over and stands behind me.
“I’m not sure.” Clara bites her bottom lip, causing my dick to jump in my slacks, remembering those lips wrapped around my cock.
“What do you mean you’re not sure?” Damien stands in front of the desk, as he leans on his hands, and stares at Clara.
“Maybe I can consult for you for a couple months until you get the hang of it? And then I can get another job.” Clara still refuses to look at me.
I’m going crazy not being able to talk to her with my dumbass brothers around me. I know the reason she’s not accepting is because of me. And that pisses me off. Because I already feel like total shit for being the reason she’s going to lose her job.
And listen, I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but this club is going to kick ass.
It really is.
No lie.
“Can you give us a minute?” I say.
Damien and Axel glare at me. I know they’re worried I’m going to fuck this up, but I don’t give a shit what they think. I need to find out what’s bothering Clara. I’m afraid that maybe after Damien gave her a lap dance, she’s most likely conflicted about which brother she wants. I need to fix that now.
After a stare down, Damien nods. Axel and Willie get up and leave us alone. I wait until the door clicks shut before turning her chair around so she’s facing me. “What is this all about?” I ask, resting my palms on the arms of her chair.
“It’s nothing. It’s just you guys just met me and you’re willing to give me a job just like that.” She snaps her fingers together, and I take the seat next to her.
I circle her kneecap with my finger as I smile. “Clara, why are you so hesitant? I saw the way your eyes lit up when you talked about the changes you would make to help this place meet its potential. Tell me what’s really going on?”
“You?”
“Me?” I stop my fingers from touching her skin and watch her, wanting to pull the thoughts she’s struggling with out of her head.
“Yes you. Don’t you remember, not more than a few hours ago, you were opposed to me working at the club? In fact, you were adamant that this was a bad idea as I sat at your kitchen table, and now you’ve just changed your mind.”
I hang my head processing what she just said. She’s right. I was against her working for us. Seeing her everyday would make my insides itch, but not having her next to me everyday now seems even worse.
“I was wrong.”
“I’m sorry, can you repeat that?”
I lift my head and she’s struggling to keep a smile off her face. “I was wrong. I want you to come work for us, and I’m sorry I was such a dick to you.” The relief I feel that her hesitancy has nothing to do with Damien is overwhelming.
She bites her lip again and I pull it out leaving my thumb there. Her tongue darts out swiping the pad of my finger and I groan. Her eyes never leave mine as she opens her mouth and sucks my thumb into it. My vision goes dim as the blood rushes to my cock. I pull my thumb out and jerk the chair toward me kissing her with a hunger that scares me. Clara dives into the kiss, her teeth and tongue a perfect match for mine. Her fingers claw into the back of my head, keeping me where I am and it’s perfect.