Maybe that’s why I like how clear things are with the guys. I’m here for the sex and the fun. There’s no future to worry about. They don’t want a future and I’m not ready to settle down. Because that line’s in place, I won’t feel bad when it ends.
All six of these men are an upgrade from my ex either way. They aren’t confused about what they want and even if they’re each different and Matthew wants to respect his way into my pants, I’m not confused about what’s happening here.
A light knock on my door, makes me sit up straighter. “Come in!”
Gorgeous Nick comes in. He stands in front of my desk as I ogle him. Zack who? Why should I worry about some mediocre boy when I have these six god-like men in front of me? Nick looks me over and then looks at his note.
“Stand up please, Bella.”
“Am I in trouble?” I ask it seriously. I look at my skirt. “It’s within dress code. I memorized it.”
I prove it by showing him that the skirt comes down to my fist at my side. Nick shrugs. “An employee reported a potential violation of dress code.”
“If she couldseehow I’m violating the dress code, I’d have questions.”
Nick arches an eyebrow. I hold his gaze and he smiles. No blush on his face. “You’re a wickedly straightforward woman, Bella.”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment coming from you.”
I close some of the space between us. Roman frustrated me, but he gave me a loophole, a clear one. I rest my ass on my desk, standing close enough to Nick that he can touch me. Apparently, coming on to all these men directly doesn’t work. Miles, Gunner, and Roman – work decently well, but Matthew wanted romance.
“Is there something on your mind?”
“I’ve been invited to come over tomorrow,” I say. “After work, of course. I’d like an idea of what I’m in for.”
“Other than our hands on you?”
“You have yet to put your hands on me, Nick. Should I be offended?” I pout at him.
He chuckles. “No. I tend to be more professional than some of us. Not to say I haven’t thought about it.”
“There’s this great thing called a privacy screen, so if you’d like a preview, I’m more than happy to give it.”
“Bella.” He chastises despite the slight smile.
I flick the privacy screen on and undo two buttons. “I do have some questions about dress code actually.”
Nick tries to hide his smile. “By all means.”
“How many buttons am I allowed to undo? Two … three?” I undo a third. “Four seems like it rides a line.”
He watches as I get to five, exposing more than an appropriate amount of my breasts. Hell, my nipples are close to exposed. “And five, well … I think we agree that’s just too much.”
“I’m not sure. Please, continue.”
“I mean, if Iwaswearing a bra, this would be ridiculous, right? Far too much cleavage.” I undo a sixth. “But without a bra … I don’t know.”
Nick takes a step forward and his hand brushes mine as he sets down the folder. “Now, I think this is only suitable with the privacy screen up.”
His voice is husky and low.
I lean towards him, stroking his shoulder as I whisper in his ear. “And let’s say I wasn’t wearing panties. Is that a violation? Or is it only a violation if someone sees?”
“I think it depends on who sees.”
“Well, you’re the H.R. professional. Should I have you confirm whether it’s appropriate or not? Just to get your professional opinion.”
“This doesn’t seem professional,” He hedges.