“What do you mean?” He scribbled on his notepad.
Jana sent the next one in, a guy dressed in a tailored business suit. Who has a suit that nice in college? The nicest thing I had back in college was my motorcycle.
“I mean, how will we get her in bed? She doesn’t look like the type to have done it before.”
Which made her all the more appealing, but more of a flight risk too. The last few times we did this, we met the girls at membership clubs, places where you would expect the women to be down for it. I didn’t know what to think about Madeline, she was almost impossible to read.
“I guess not. Maybe it will help if you don’t do any of the talking.”
“You know, you’re a professor at the school so technically, you can’t even sleep with her.” I said, to try and make him see just how interested he was. I didn’t know why he would want to play it off, or pass it up.
“Nice try. I’m not her professor, and I only teach one class.” I rolled my eyes. So, he was interested.
I glared at him until he cracked a smile. We listened to the next applicant, and then another, and the last few until I was completely drained. Devoid of any interest in all things business. We ended up picking the tailored business suit to buy his idea on sustainable water fountains in the city. It would be a long production and have a high budget, so we could reasonably stretch it out into the next production period. He would get the credit of course, and a very small share.
After about a half hour of discussing—no, arguing with Logan, we decided that would be it. Usually we choose two more to buy but we finally agreed that they just wouldn’t be worth the investment. Not this year.
“Get Jana to send Madeline back in.” Logan barked.
“Can I get a please?” I stood up and he shot me a look. He was as irritated and done with the day as I was.
I think we both needed to get laid.
I peeked my head out, and saw Madeline sitting with Jana. She was smiling, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying. If Madeline looked this good in neutral, professional clothes; I could only imagine how good she would look in no clothes. Better yet, lace and the sheets from my bed.
“Miss Jackson, were ready for you.” I announced myself. Of course, I meant that in more ways than one.
She stood up, and smoothed her hands over the skirt covering part of her legs. I was jealous of it. Madeline looked right into my eyes as she walked towards me, I managed a smile, but it wasn’t the innocent one I was cracking earlier. And I couldn’t stop my eyes from wandering to the exposed, creamy skin from her blouse, and the swell of her breasts swaying as she walked. When I looked back at her in the split second before she entered the room, her cheeks were flush and her eyes elsewhere on my body.
This would be easier than I thought.
4
Madeline
I felt a rush in my body that had no ending. Everything was on fire, especially my emotions.
I had spent so much time worrying about what was after graduation that I didn’t even think of the possibility of everything being taken care of. All the late nights, the researching, and putting together my presentation were worth it. They were impressed, and they wanted me. For their company, I thought.
Holy hell, they were the most beautiful men I had ever seen. Logan had the darker hair, the piercing blue eyes, and the brains to go with it. All my research pointed back to him, he did all the coding and designed the entire company’s interface. While Jake…with his light brown, wavy hair and cool gray eyes could swoon anyone into doing anything. And he knew it.
I felt something way too intense for words the entire time I was in that room. The energy, the tension…it made me crazy. I was focused on the work of course, but their eyes kept telling me something else. They darkened the longer I looked into them
What was crazier was I had to go through a normal day of classes before I could go home and freak out, and probably pleasure myself in the shower because I hadn’t felt this much sexual tension in God knows how long.
I thought on the way home, that it should have occurred to me who Logan was. Professor Moyer was the talk of the school since he arrived here last spring. He had only been here two semesters and his class had a three semester long waiting list. Seriously, people were extending their degree progress and picking up minors to wait and take his class.
I didn’t need Principles of Information Systems since it had nothing to do with my marketing degree, but I was sure now that all the people signed up didn’t need it either. He was well respected in the business program, but for some reason, anytime he had an event I never went. So today was the first day I saw the enigmatic Logan Moyer and his partner, Jake Sawyer.
The two of them were such a gift to my eyes. And to think I would be working with them? Insane.
I found myself foolishly smiling as I waded through the aisles of the grocery store to pick up dinner. There was a ready meal section, so I grabbed a helping of spaghetti to last two nights, and made a big salad to eat while I studied. I still had three weeks left to be a regular college student. Even though I had the biggest business deal people my age could ever hope to get.
I would be running my own business and not worrying about overhead or preliminary profits. Because I had such a big company and investors to back me, of course. I couldn’t wait to tell Sarai all about this. She would have a fit if she knew I met Logan.
She was always in tune with the school gossip, so if I told her about this she would lose it. She wasn’t one of those people on the waitlist, but she had put herself in his way. She studied fashion management, so it wouldn’t seem to awry if she was hanging around the business building. His office always had a line of people during his office hours. It wasn’t just the girls trying to talk to him, men wanted to see him too.
He was known on campus as well for his mergers and acquisitions. Ten minutes of advice from him would put you ahead of everyone else trying to do the same thing.