“Uh, okay!” I squeaked out again, still feeling my pulse racing.
“You alright?”
I swallowed, feeling mortified suddenly about what I’d just been doing.
“Yeah, I’m good, thanks! Just going over stuff for tomorrow.”
“Alright then, night!” she called through the door
“Night!”
But the moment was gone even after she left. After that, I padded to the private ensuite bathroom and took a long look at myself in the mirror.
God, what had just come over me?
I shook my head before splashing water on my face, taking a drink, and cleaning off my toy. I slipped back into bed, hiding the toy back in its drawer before fading into a fitful sleep, wondering about the next day.
But also wondering about my roaring fantasies involvingthreemen…
5
The next day, Sasha showed me how to use the webcam on my laptop in order to video conference, including how to connect it to my email to receive the call.
“Thanks,” I said, forcing a smile even though I was exhausted. I’d been up half the night tossing and turning after leaving myself so on edge. I was pretty sure my friend didn’t know what she’d interrupted me doing the night before, but I still hadn’t been able to meet her eyes that day.
“Alright, well, I’m out for the next three hours or so, so the place is all yours for that interview.”
“You’re the best.”
She grinned. “You’re welcome, of course.”
“Sash, honestly, thanks for letting me mooch here like this.”
She laughed. “Hey, I’m the poor, lonely women drifting around a big house while my two men are off in a foreign country.”
“Poor, right,” I said with a grin, arching my brow at the huge house and gorgeous furnishing around us.
She laughed. “Well I could be stonebrokeand I’d still be happy with those two.”
I grinned, feeling a small twang of jealousy. Here I was not able to even hold ontooneguy, apparently, and my best friend hadtwothat would kill for her.
“Thanks again for the help.”
“No problem, and hey!” She winked. “Good luck with your hot bosses.”
*****
An hour and a half later, the call came through, and my laptop started pinging. I took a deep breath and checked my hair and my makeup in the bathroom mirror before I quickly made my way to the desk in my room where I’d set the laptop up. I checked my hair and my outfit one last time before sitting up straight, taking a deep breath, and answering.
“Good afternoon, sir—”
I stumbled, my eyes going wide at the image on the screen in front of me.
The three men had told me they’d be traveling, which was the reason for the video call. I’dassumedthey meant for work. But if what I was looking at on the screen was “work”, I think Camelot Holdings is a job I couldcertainlyget into.
They were shirtless, all three of them. Shirtless, wearing nothing but tight swim trunks, and lounging in what looked like a tropical cabana on a beach somewhere. My mouth hung agape as Istaredat their chiseled, perfectly sculpted muscles, and sun-tanned skin. I followed the lines of tattoos that snaked across skin that had been covered by expensive suits at our last meeting.
“Hello,Arianna,” Hunter purred. He wore a smirk on his face, as did the other two, actually, as they saw the stunned look on my face.