“Maui,” Damien said off-hand, pushing his fingers through his thick blond hair and waving a glass of what had to be champagne around at the vista behind them.
He shrugged. “We needed a little break from the office.”
“Work hard, play hard,” Sean said quietly, sipping a glass of what looked like scotch.
I nodded. “Of course. Well, it does look lovely there.”
“Looks lovely over there too,” Hunter said with an easy smirk on his face.
I blushed instantly, chewing at my bottom lip as I realized what he meant.
“Listen, Arianna.” Sean leaned forward, his rippling shoulders bunching as he steepled his hands in front of his lips.
“We’ll make this brief.”
My heart sank.
Fuck.
After all this hype in my own head, and all this expectation, I was about to be told I didn’t have the job.
I looked at the screen as I steeled myself, ready to thank them for their time and close it before finding Sasha’s wine supply.
“The job is yours, if you’d like it.”
My eyes jolted wide.
“Pardon?”
Damien smirked.
“It’s yours, Ms. Holloway. That is, if you think you’re up for the challenge of all three of us.”
I blushed before instantly trying to push it from my face. I may have still beencrazyon edge from the night before, but that didn’t mean I needed to let my dirty imagination run wild during anvideointerview with them.
“You’d be with all three of us, quite intimately,” Hunter said quietly, his eyes leveling right at me through the screen.
I knew he didn’t mean itthatway, but that’s of course where my mind went after my interrupted fantasy of the night before. I could feel the heat on my face, and by the hints of smirks on their faces, they could see it too.
Great, my new bosses can tell I’ve got my mind in the gutter. Wonderful.
Sean interrupted my mortification. “So, what do you think, Arianna?”
I swallowed quickly. “Yes, absolutely! Thank you!” I gushed.
Sean grinned this smug, steely smile at me.
“Excellent. You’ll start promptly on Monday. In the meantime, please forward your measurements to the office, and your attire will be waiting for you when you come in for your first day.”
My brow wrinkled.
“My attire?”
Hunter nodded, lounging back in his beach chair, his abs rippling like steel as he waved his glass dismissively.
“We expect an employee working in such close proximity with us to be dressed to our tastes, Ms. Holloway.” His eyes locked on mine. “Especially one with your natural beauty.”
This time IknowI blushed, my face turning bright red for all three men as they grinned at me.