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ordered reams of business cards which I have to use up before I can get any more.” He flashed a charming, white-toothed grin at them. “It’s easier really to explain in person than on the phone.” He looked over at Lenny, who tried to avoid too much eye contact and focused on Brook’s shoulder. A shoulder he’d bitten more than once in the height of his orgasms.
“Thank you so much for seeing me,” Brook said. “I wanted to apologise personally to you for Keith’s behaviour and assure you that the company certainly doesn’t think the same way he does.” He grinned wolfishly and at that sexy sight Lenny’s heart gave another stutter. He’d seen that look before when Brook was fucking him.
Shit, shit, shit. Stop with the damn sex stuff.
“So,” Brook leaned down and opened his briefcase, drawing out a file. “I took the liberty of drawing up an explanatory proposal based on your last meeting with my team. I made sure to reflect your offer of ten percent as well, although I’m not sure we need that much based on what I’ve seen of your business accounts so far. You run a very tight and profitable ship here. Perhaps we can see if this is more to your liking?”
He pushed the folder across the desk, sat back and waited.
Leslie stared at Lenny, his expression one of pure dread. His face mirrored what Lenny was feeling on the inside and hoped Leslie’s expressive face didn’t give rise to any curiosity on Brook’s part.
How long can I keep up this bloody voice? And when he looks into my eyes, he’s going to know. They aren’t your usual shade and he’s stared into them often enough.
Lenny got a lot of compliments on his eyes, especially when he highlighted them with mascara; a deep shade of aqua, they were a standout. Other than his dick and arse, Brook had been enamoured with them.
Leslie was fidgeting nervously, staring anywhere but at Brook. Lenny took a deep breath and levelled his eyes at Brook, pitching his voice higher then picking up the folder lying on his desk. He looked down at it, glad of the excuse to leave that chocolate-brown gaze behind.
“Thank you. I’m very appreciative you took the time to do this.” He didn’t want to say too much because his natural voice was low and husky. If he said any more, he had a feeling he’d fuck it up.
Brook’s face creased in a frown and he stared at Lenny intently. Lenny ignored it, along with Leslie’s sudden hiss of breath, and carried on pretending to read the proposal. In truth, Lenny couldn’t see anything, only a blur of words. He tried to concentrate and made thoughtful nods now and then to show he was considering the document. He felt the curious gaze on him as he pseudo-read.
Then the silence was broken. “Excuse me for asking this, but do I know you from somewhere?” Brook leaned forward and his stare became more focused. “I have this feeling we’ve met before.”
Lenny swallowed and waved a hand. “No, I don’t think we’ve met before. I think I’d recognise you.” He cleared his throat and stared fixedly down at the desk. His insides churned and he’d never felt so nauseous. Not even when he’d eaten some bad chicken in Honk Kong one business trip and coughed his lungs up.
“Huh. I guess so.” Brook smiled and sat back. Both Lenny and Leslie breathed a sigh of relief. “So what do you think of the proposal? Do you think it might better meet your requirements?”
Lenny nodded desperately. It was an extremely generous offer and he’d be an idiot not to take it. He needed time to recover himself. “It gives me something to think about, certainly. Can you leave it with me and I’ll get back to you?”
Brook looked a little nonplussed. “Well, of course I could do that. Don’t you want to discuss it now then? Do you have any questions?”
Yes. How the fuck did I get myself into this situation?
Lenny made a humming noise, an inane sound that made him wince. “I’m really not feeling very well at the
“Thank you so much for seeing me,” Brook said. “I wanted to apologise personally to you for Keith’s behaviour and assure you that the company certainly doesn’t think the same way he does.” He grinned wolfishly and at that sexy sight Lenny’s heart gave another stutter. He’d seen that look before when Brook was fucking him.
Shit, shit, shit. Stop with the damn sex stuff.
“So,” Brook leaned down and opened his briefcase, drawing out a file. “I took the liberty of drawing up an explanatory proposal based on your last meeting with my team. I made sure to reflect your offer of ten percent as well, although I’m not sure we need that much based on what I’ve seen of your business accounts so far. You run a very tight and profitable ship here. Perhaps we can see if this is more to your liking?”
He pushed the folder across the desk, sat back and waited.
Leslie stared at Lenny, his expression one of pure dread. His face mirrored what Lenny was feeling on the inside and hoped Leslie’s expressive face didn’t give rise to any curiosity on Brook’s part.
How long can I keep up this bloody voice? And when he looks into my eyes, he’s going to know. They aren’t your usual shade and he’s stared into them often enough.
Lenny got a lot of compliments on his eyes, especially when he highlighted them with mascara; a deep shade of aqua, they were a standout. Other than his dick and arse, Brook had been enamoured with them.
Leslie was fidgeting nervously, staring anywhere but at Brook. Lenny took a deep breath and levelled his eyes at Brook, pitching his voice higher then picking up the folder lying on his desk. He looked down at it, glad of the excuse to leave that chocolate-brown gaze behind.
“Thank you. I’m very appreciative you took the time to do this.” He didn’t want to say too much because his natural voice was low and husky. If he said any more, he had a feeling he’d fuck it up.
Brook’s face creased in a frown and he stared at Lenny intently. Lenny ignored it, along with Leslie’s sudden hiss of breath, and carried on pretending to read the proposal. In truth, Lenny couldn’t see anything, only a blur of words. He tried to concentrate and made thoughtful nods now and then to show he was considering the document. He felt the curious gaze on him as he pseudo-read.
Then the silence was broken. “Excuse me for asking this, but do I know you from somewhere?” Brook leaned forward and his stare became more focused. “I have this feeling we’ve met before.”
Lenny swallowed and waved a hand. “No, I don’t think we’ve met before. I think I’d recognise you.” He cleared his throat and stared fixedly down at the desk. His insides churned and he’d never felt so nauseous. Not even when he’d eaten some bad chicken in Honk Kong one business trip and coughed his lungs up.
“Huh. I guess so.” Brook smiled and sat back. Both Lenny and Leslie breathed a sigh of relief. “So what do you think of the proposal? Do you think it might better meet your requirements?”
Lenny nodded desperately. It was an extremely generous offer and he’d be an idiot not to take it. He needed time to recover himself. “It gives me something to think about, certainly. Can you leave it with me and I’ll get back to you?”
Brook looked a little nonplussed. “Well, of course I could do that. Don’t you want to discuss it now then? Do you have any questions?”
Yes. How the fuck did I get myself into this situation?
Lenny made a humming noise, an inane sound that made him wince. “I’m really not feeling very well at the
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