us.”
“Right, right.” Matthew’s sarcasm was obvious. “I don’t know
who or what you are.” He rolled his eyes again and continued. “I don’t know
what you want, and I sure as hell don’t know what I want.” He shook his head. “Blah,
blah, blah. Now sit down. I want to go over some more specific information on
these properties before I commit Worthington to anything.”
By noon the men had reached an uneasy truce, and had worked
through two of the three property files. They had just bent over the third when
a discreet buzz sounded, and Trey’s smooth voice filled the room.
“Shannon Whitney to see you, Mr. Worthington.” The words
were innocent enough, but both Matthew and Daniel could read the male
appreciation in the receptionist’s tone.
“Your little hottie?” Daniel questioned, seeming to forget
the tension between them, at least for a moment.
Matthew merely smiled and told Trey to send her in.
When Matt opened the office door, Shannon walked right into
his arms. It felt so good, so right, he had to drop several warm, damp kisses
on her lips before letting her go.
She had been smiling when she’d walked into the room, and
Matt watched with interest to see how her expression changed when she spotted
Daniel, once more gazing out the window.
“So, we’re having lunch with the force of nature, huh?” The
humor was clear in her voice.
Matthew was pleased to see the only emotions swirling in her
clear brown eyes were amusement and speculation. He was even more pleased to
see the predatory gleam in Daniel’s eyes when he turned to face her.
At Daniel’s questioning look, Matt led Shannon farther into
the room. “Daniel Ellis, force of nature.” He grinned at Daniel’s dry look.
“I’d like to introduce you to Shannon Whitney, magical mermaid.”
Shannon laughed and shoved him with her shoulder before
stepping forward to offer Daniel her hand.
Yep. It was the hottie from the night before. And she was
even better than he remembered. She still wore low-slung, faded jeans that
clung to every curve, but now she’d topped them with a flower-embroidered
cotton top that sort of floated over her body, caressing her breasts one
minute, hiding them the next. She’d replaced the ratty sneakers with a pair of
beaded sandals that showcased narrow feet to perfection. He had a brief urge to
nibble on her pink-painted toes. Delicious.
“So she’s a mermaid, is she?” Daniel wrapped his hand around
hers, surrounding it completely and highlighting how tiny she was. “I would
have guessed pixie.” He stepped in closer, deliberately invading her space. “Or
maybe angel.”
She grinned and stood her ground, letting him get so close
that each breath brushed her tight nipples against his suit coat.
“Oh, I’m no angel.” She sent a naughty wink in Matthew’s
direction. “They don’t get to have any fun.”
Finally retrieving her hand, she walked over to perch on the
desk dominating the room. Daniel caught Matthew’s eye, and knew they were both
remembering Matthew’s earlier comment about a sacrificial virgin. Daniel’s
mouth began to water.
“So,” she said brightly, oblivious to the dark sexual
current arching between the two men, “here I am, reporting for lunch as
commanded.” She glanced down at the reports scattered across the table. “Do you
have time for me?” She gestured toward Daniel. “I can take a rain check if you
need to keep working.”
Daniel answered before Matthew had time to do more than open
his mouth. “We didn’t get much accomplished yesterday.” Never mind that it was
because he’d walked out. “We really should keep on going now.” Before he bent
her pretty little body over the nearest chair and fucked her unconscious while
she sucked Matty’s cock as if it was a lollipop.
Shannon slid down from the desk and
moved to the door, and Matt immediately stopped her. “I promised you lunch.” He
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