This is some sort of mind game they’re doing with all the interviewees,I thought to myself. It was strange, but I knew it had to be some sort of test to see how potential applicants reacted to demands and pressure.
Well,thatI could do without a problem.
I stood readily, smoothing my skirt down.
Sean smiled.
“Good girl.”
The flush came roaring into my cheeks at the words, a shiver tingling down my back at the velvety way he’d said it almost under his breath.
He nodded, smiling at me as his eyes very obviously dipped over my body. And yet, it wasn’t creepy, and I didn’t feel like he was being inappropriate, despite howveryinappropriate this was for an interview. His eyes moved over me again, and all I could think of were those words.
Good girl.
Yeah, I wasn’t creeped out at all. In fact, I found myselfexcitedby his lingering looks; almostproudthat he seemed to approve of what he saw.
His eyes moved back to mine, locking my gaze for another minute, sending a shiver through me before a cough brought my attention back to Damien.
“Turn around for us, Ms. Holloway.”
I felt the pulse of something wicked throb inside of me at his words.
Turn aroundfor them?
I knew I should have been incensed, or that I should have walked out.
But I didn’t.
Looking back, I’m still not even sure why I didn’t. There I was, alone in a room with three gorgeous, dark, domineering men, asking me toturnfor them, and yet I stayed right where I was.
Maybe it was the same reason Sasha had stayed inheroffice back then when she first met Jordan and Luke.
My face went red at the implications of what that meant for me here and now with thesethreemen. But then, I did as I was told.
I turned for them;slowly.
I shivered as I did so, feeling their eyes on me, and feeling this thrill from it being sowrongcoursing through me. Wrong, perhaps, but at the same time, I felt a strange urge topleasethem. Not just because I wanted a job, but because I wanted to do well for them.
It was a strange feeling.
When I’d made a full circle on my heels, I brought my gaze back up.
They were all grinning at me.
Hungrily.
“Very good, Arianna,” Hunter murmured, no longer at the window but standing beside the desk his partner leaned against.
“Verygood indeed.”
“Do you skype, Arianna?”
I turned back to Sean, my eyes following his hand as he pushed it through his thick hair.
“Video chat? Yes sir, of course.”
“We’re all three away on business for a few days, but we’d like to hold follow-up interviews via video so that we can have the position filled for our return. Are you available tomorrow evening?”