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Authors: Bella Andre
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turned the shower on cold, he'd thoroughly enjoyed himself anyway. Because even though he hadn't had the pleasure of sliding into her hot, slick pussy, he'd gotten his rocks off in other ways.
Just kissing her was lethal.
And those breasts. A guy could lose himself in how soft her skin was, in the way her nipples tasted. And then there was the fact that she had the most beautiful pussy in all creation. The icy water temporarily worked its magic on his libido, so he wrapped a towel around his waist and thought about his next move.
She didn't want to work with him anymore, but he wanted to be with her. What was the one thing absolutely guaranteed to bring Julie running to his side? And, if all went really well, keep her there?
He grinned with sudden certainty. He knew exactly what he needed to do. Oh yes, he'd be seeing Julie again very soon.
Julie walked into Amy's office, closed the blinds, and threw herself down on the overstuffed chair in the corner.
Amy stopped typing. "Uh-oh. What's wrong?"
"I just did a very bad thing."
"How bad?"
Julie bit her lip. She was the boss. She was supposed to set an example of professional behavior. And what had she done?
"I slept with a client."
Amy was out of her seat and sitting on the coffee table in front of Julie within seconds. "You didn't." Julie nodded, miserable and yet still energized and tingly from the amazing orgasm Ty had bestowed upon her just minutes ago.
"Oh yes, I most certainly did." Amy's face was a picture of disbelief. "Who could you have possibly slept with? Honestly, I can't think of a single one of our clients without their clothes on." She paused.
"Thank God."
Her voice barely above a whisper, Julie admitted, We got a new client this morning. Remember?"
"This morning? The only people who called today were from that football team. The Outlaws." Amy's eyes grew big with sudden comprehension. Julie didn't say anything, just waited for her friend to do some quick math over which Outlaw player was most likely to need an image consultant.
"Ty Calhoun?" Amy's voice notched up a note. "No freakin' way. You couldn't have. You hate football. You hate sports stars. Even incredibly hot ones like him." She fanned herself. "Damn, that man is hot."
Amy didn't know about Julie's past with Ty; no one did. She'd never wanted to admit even to her closest friend that she'd been so naive, so pathetically in love with someone who would never ever love her back. The time had come for confessing.
"Promise you won't hate me for not telling you about this before. I'm not good at telling secrets. Especially ones that make me look stupid." She paused for a long moment. "The thing is, I used to know Ty Calhoun. A long time ago."
"When? I've known you since college, met practically every guy you ever dated. And I definitely would have remembered if he'd taken you out."
"We went to high school together."
"Oh."
Julie was amazed how many meanings one short word could have.
"We didn't hang out. Not until the graduation party."
Amy put her hand over her heart in empathy. "Please tell me he wasn't the guy you chose to lose your virginity to."
Julie had never felt more stupid. "Everything seemed so different that night. He was different. Needless to say, things didn't work out between us."
"So that explains why we never take the athletic contracts." Amy went into problem-solving mode.
"What do you need me to do for you?"
Julie had never appreciated her best friend and right-hand woman more. "I can't see him again."
"I guessed. And I'm also guessing that you don't want to hook the Outlaws up with a new company, right?"
"Of course not. I need the money, for the building."
"Okay then, consider Ty my problem from now on." Amy grinned. "And you can be absolutely certain that I will exact painful revenge upon him for hurting you."
Finally, Julie found a smile. "Good. And thank you."
Amy fiddled with her wedding ring for a few seconds, and Julie knew what she wanted to
Just kissing her was lethal.
And those breasts. A guy could lose himself in how soft her skin was, in the way her nipples tasted. And then there was the fact that she had the most beautiful pussy in all creation. The icy water temporarily worked its magic on his libido, so he wrapped a towel around his waist and thought about his next move.
She didn't want to work with him anymore, but he wanted to be with her. What was the one thing absolutely guaranteed to bring Julie running to his side? And, if all went really well, keep her there?
He grinned with sudden certainty. He knew exactly what he needed to do. Oh yes, he'd be seeing Julie again very soon.
Julie walked into Amy's office, closed the blinds, and threw herself down on the overstuffed chair in the corner.
Amy stopped typing. "Uh-oh. What's wrong?"
"I just did a very bad thing."
"How bad?"
Julie bit her lip. She was the boss. She was supposed to set an example of professional behavior. And what had she done?
"I slept with a client."
Amy was out of her seat and sitting on the coffee table in front of Julie within seconds. "You didn't." Julie nodded, miserable and yet still energized and tingly from the amazing orgasm Ty had bestowed upon her just minutes ago.
"Oh yes, I most certainly did." Amy's face was a picture of disbelief. "Who could you have possibly slept with? Honestly, I can't think of a single one of our clients without their clothes on." She paused.
"Thank God."
Her voice barely above a whisper, Julie admitted, We got a new client this morning. Remember?"
"This morning? The only people who called today were from that football team. The Outlaws." Amy's eyes grew big with sudden comprehension. Julie didn't say anything, just waited for her friend to do some quick math over which Outlaw player was most likely to need an image consultant.
"Ty Calhoun?" Amy's voice notched up a note. "No freakin' way. You couldn't have. You hate football. You hate sports stars. Even incredibly hot ones like him." She fanned herself. "Damn, that man is hot."
Amy didn't know about Julie's past with Ty; no one did. She'd never wanted to admit even to her closest friend that she'd been so naive, so pathetically in love with someone who would never ever love her back. The time had come for confessing.
"Promise you won't hate me for not telling you about this before. I'm not good at telling secrets. Especially ones that make me look stupid." She paused for a long moment. "The thing is, I used to know Ty Calhoun. A long time ago."
"When? I've known you since college, met practically every guy you ever dated. And I definitely would have remembered if he'd taken you out."
"We went to high school together."
"Oh."
Julie was amazed how many meanings one short word could have.
"We didn't hang out. Not until the graduation party."
Amy put her hand over her heart in empathy. "Please tell me he wasn't the guy you chose to lose your virginity to."
Julie had never felt more stupid. "Everything seemed so different that night. He was different. Needless to say, things didn't work out between us."
"So that explains why we never take the athletic contracts." Amy went into problem-solving mode.
"What do you need me to do for you?"
Julie had never appreciated her best friend and right-hand woman more. "I can't see him again."
"I guessed. And I'm also guessing that you don't want to hook the Outlaws up with a new company, right?"
"Of course not. I need the money, for the building."
"Okay then, consider Ty my problem from now on." Amy grinned. "And you can be absolutely certain that I will exact painful revenge upon him for hurting you."
Finally, Julie found a smile. "Good. And thank you."
Amy fiddled with her wedding ring for a few seconds, and Julie knew what she wanted to
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