invisible lint off his charcoal-gray pants. He matched the furniture, right down to the crisp white shirt that blended in with the snowy pillows that surrounded him. “I figured if you were considering an agency like Hot Shots, you were more likely to be open-minded.”
“Well, yeah. Though my mind’s opened a bit more since last night, I’ll tell you that.”
Aidan’s chuckle drifted like cherry smoke across the room. “She’s completely unaware of her power. Which, as you know, only grants her more.”
“Yeah.” Sawyer glanced down at his khakis and thin sweater. He should’ve known a doctor would be no slouch in the attire department, but he’d been focused on losing his clothes, not dressing for success. “I suppose you’re not surprised that I find her attractive, then.”
“I’d question your judgment if you didn’t.” Aidan stretched his arm along the back of the sofa. “I’d also brand you a liar, since I saw the way you went rigid at the sight of her.”
He wanted to argue, but it would’ve been pointless. He might as well be honest. Not that he knew any other way to be. “She looks so sweet. She could produce a basket of baked goods from behind her back, and I wouldn’t blink. I’m amazed she doesn’t smell like flour and talcum powder.”
Aidan laughed again. “Trust me, she does not. She uses a grapefruit shampoo and perfume. Makes her smell as if she’s freshly squeezed and dripping onto your plate.”
Sawyer shifted on his seat. There was no use in trying to hide his wood. Hell, that was probably a badge of honor in this kind of setup. “Looking forward to it.”
“So you’re in, then.”
“I didn’t say that. There are things we need to discuss first.”
Aidan nodded. “You’re understandably wary.”
“I prefer cautious.”
“Call it what you like. Ask away.”
“Okay. What number would be tattooed on my ass?” At Aidan’s blank look, Sawyer scrubbed a hand over his face. “How many other guys have you done this with?”
“She told you that you were the only one she wanted, didn’t she?”
“So you’re saying there hasn’t been anyone else?”
“No. You, Sawyer Blake, are our first.” Aidan arched a brow at Sawyer’s derisive snort. “Find that hard to believe, do you?”
“She was perfectly well-mannered at the office. Then I get this phone call, and though she was nervous, it was almost as if she knew what she was doing.” Sawyer narrowed his eyes at Aidan’s patient expression. The sphinx had nothing on this guy. “You coached her. This was your idea.”
“I planted the seed. She’ll handle the rest. She’s a very sexually expressive woman. You’ll reap the benefits.”
Another place where “thank you” didn’t quite seem like the appropriate response. “You’re exclusive. No cheating?” No diseases , he wanted to add, but figured that would be crass.
“If you’re asking if we’re clean, then yes. We’ve both been tested. But condoms are part of the deal. No unnecessary risks.”
“You really sound like a doctor.”
The corner of Aidan’s mouth lifted. “Occupational hazard, though now I teach at Stony Brook. What about you? You’re disease-free?”
“Yes. I get tested regularly. Plus I’m not quite acclimated to the speed of this city yet.”
“Meaning what?”
“I’ve been here five months, and the first offer I’ve seriously considered taking is a woman and her fiancé. Stuff like this doesn’t happen back home in Shanksville.”
Aidan laughed. “You’d be surprised. We’re from Lincoln, by the way. Four months in New York.”
“No way. Really? Lincoln’s three hours from Shanksville.” Sawyer propped his elbows on his knees and wondered if Layla would be returning anytime soon. “Were you as shell-shocked as I was when you got here?”
“We visited quite a few times, so it wasn’t a complete surprise. But yes, New York’s a long way from Nebraska.”
“I miss it.” His voice came out
“Well, yeah. Though my mind’s opened a bit more since last night, I’ll tell you that.”
Aidan’s chuckle drifted like cherry smoke across the room. “She’s completely unaware of her power. Which, as you know, only grants her more.”
“Yeah.” Sawyer glanced down at his khakis and thin sweater. He should’ve known a doctor would be no slouch in the attire department, but he’d been focused on losing his clothes, not dressing for success. “I suppose you’re not surprised that I find her attractive, then.”
“I’d question your judgment if you didn’t.” Aidan stretched his arm along the back of the sofa. “I’d also brand you a liar, since I saw the way you went rigid at the sight of her.”
He wanted to argue, but it would’ve been pointless. He might as well be honest. Not that he knew any other way to be. “She looks so sweet. She could produce a basket of baked goods from behind her back, and I wouldn’t blink. I’m amazed she doesn’t smell like flour and talcum powder.”
Aidan laughed again. “Trust me, she does not. She uses a grapefruit shampoo and perfume. Makes her smell as if she’s freshly squeezed and dripping onto your plate.”
Sawyer shifted on his seat. There was no use in trying to hide his wood. Hell, that was probably a badge of honor in this kind of setup. “Looking forward to it.”
“So you’re in, then.”
“I didn’t say that. There are things we need to discuss first.”
Aidan nodded. “You’re understandably wary.”
“I prefer cautious.”
“Call it what you like. Ask away.”
“Okay. What number would be tattooed on my ass?” At Aidan’s blank look, Sawyer scrubbed a hand over his face. “How many other guys have you done this with?”
“She told you that you were the only one she wanted, didn’t she?”
“So you’re saying there hasn’t been anyone else?”
“No. You, Sawyer Blake, are our first.” Aidan arched a brow at Sawyer’s derisive snort. “Find that hard to believe, do you?”
“She was perfectly well-mannered at the office. Then I get this phone call, and though she was nervous, it was almost as if she knew what she was doing.” Sawyer narrowed his eyes at Aidan’s patient expression. The sphinx had nothing on this guy. “You coached her. This was your idea.”
“I planted the seed. She’ll handle the rest. She’s a very sexually expressive woman. You’ll reap the benefits.”
Another place where “thank you” didn’t quite seem like the appropriate response. “You’re exclusive. No cheating?” No diseases , he wanted to add, but figured that would be crass.
“If you’re asking if we’re clean, then yes. We’ve both been tested. But condoms are part of the deal. No unnecessary risks.”
“You really sound like a doctor.”
The corner of Aidan’s mouth lifted. “Occupational hazard, though now I teach at Stony Brook. What about you? You’re disease-free?”
“Yes. I get tested regularly. Plus I’m not quite acclimated to the speed of this city yet.”
“Meaning what?”
“I’ve been here five months, and the first offer I’ve seriously considered taking is a woman and her fiancé. Stuff like this doesn’t happen back home in Shanksville.”
Aidan laughed. “You’d be surprised. We’re from Lincoln, by the way. Four months in New York.”
“No way. Really? Lincoln’s three hours from Shanksville.” Sawyer propped his elbows on his knees and wondered if Layla would be returning anytime soon. “Were you as shell-shocked as I was when you got here?”
“We visited quite a few times, so it wasn’t a complete surprise. But yes, New York’s a long way from Nebraska.”
“I miss it.” His voice came out
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