unfortunately. How was
she going to handle her attraction to him? Was it possible they could have an
occasional roll in the hay without that making her a prostitute? If she didn’t
have a list of clients, did that make it different? Suddenly this was becoming
too complicated. She decided to push the thoughts out of her mind for now.
When she arrived at Rob’s home, she was amazed at
its beauty. It was a large, white, two-story stucco with a geometric design. Giant
palm trees lined the edge of the property while a row of gorgeous, well-pruned
rose bushes cascaded along the pebbled rim of the driveway. As she opened the
door to step out of the limousine, she saw him walking towards her, his stride
confident, purposeful, and damningly sexy. Reaching for her hand to help her
out of the limo, he looked even more appetizing close-up, dressed in a pair of
Levi’s that were worn and feathered at the bottom and all but hid the brown
leather flip-flops on his tanned feet. His red t-shirt clung to his chest, and
his hair shimmered in the sunlight. She had a sudden compulsion to run her
fingers through his dark strands that would surely feel hot to the touch. How
was she going to keep her hands off of him? This would be a true test of will
power, and she made a mental note to keep her hormones in check at all times
now.
“Hey! Looks like you got away on time. You look
beautiful!” Rob said, grinning. The scent of freshly bloomed roses filled her
nostrils where it mingled with the smell of recent aftershave. As Rob hugged
her, Ana closed her eyes in an attempt to block all sensory perception, as if being
blind would break her sniff-ometer. It didn’t work.
“Thanks. You look nice, too, even in your
jeans.” Especially in your jeans, dammit! Ana cringed as she realized how insulting she sounded, but Rob dispelled her
concern with laughter.
“How was the ride? Did Walter take care of you?”
“Walter was nice. Not much of a talker, but I
was fine with that. Oh! And the fridge? Good job with that one. I think I ate
three pounds of cheese on the way, though. We may need to stop for laxatives
later.”
Oh my God. Did I just
say that out loud?
Rob let out a throaty laugh. “Ah, yes. I always make
sure there are plenty of snacks available for these things. Now let’s see…
three pounds of cheese at four-ninety-eight a pound…” He took out his cell
phone and opened up what appeared to be a voice memo application. Bringing it
to his lips he said, “Be sure to deduct fifteen dollars from Ana’s pay
tonight.” Ana gave him a punch in the arm as they made their way inside,
giggling like a couple of school kids. Pausing by a set of large, French doors,
she was mesmerized by a pool overlooking the Pacific Ocean.
“You swim?” he asked.
“I love to when I can.”
“Well, here’s your chance. We have time if you
want to jump in for a bit.”
Only if you come with
me…naked, Stop it, slut!
“I probably shouldn’t. I don’t have a bathing
suit.” Of course, if you want me to go
skinny-dipping, just twist my arm here. Seriously, just give it a little
twist…no, the other arm. I need that one to molest you with.
“Oh, right. Sorry, I don’t keep extra swimsuits
on hand. Maybe some other time?” Rob continued as he led Ana down the long
hallway. “I’m actually planning on having a pool party next month after some
things settle down at work. I’ll definitely want you to be there. If everything
works out, that is.”
“Speaking of things settling down at work, Beth
says Rich has been really stressed. Everything okay there? His job isn’t in
jeopardy, is it?” Ana hoped she wasn’t acting out of line by asking.
Rob cast a surprised look at Ana. “Rich’s job?
No way, he’s one of our most valuable account managers. There’ve just been some
rumors floating around lately. I don’t want to bore you with the details, but
I’m sure this will all blow over soon. He’s probably just feeling a bit of
she going to handle her attraction to him? Was it possible they could have an
occasional roll in the hay without that making her a prostitute? If she didn’t
have a list of clients, did that make it different? Suddenly this was becoming
too complicated. She decided to push the thoughts out of her mind for now.
When she arrived at Rob’s home, she was amazed at
its beauty. It was a large, white, two-story stucco with a geometric design. Giant
palm trees lined the edge of the property while a row of gorgeous, well-pruned
rose bushes cascaded along the pebbled rim of the driveway. As she opened the
door to step out of the limousine, she saw him walking towards her, his stride
confident, purposeful, and damningly sexy. Reaching for her hand to help her
out of the limo, he looked even more appetizing close-up, dressed in a pair of
Levi’s that were worn and feathered at the bottom and all but hid the brown
leather flip-flops on his tanned feet. His red t-shirt clung to his chest, and
his hair shimmered in the sunlight. She had a sudden compulsion to run her
fingers through his dark strands that would surely feel hot to the touch. How
was she going to keep her hands off of him? This would be a true test of will
power, and she made a mental note to keep her hormones in check at all times
now.
“Hey! Looks like you got away on time. You look
beautiful!” Rob said, grinning. The scent of freshly bloomed roses filled her
nostrils where it mingled with the smell of recent aftershave. As Rob hugged
her, Ana closed her eyes in an attempt to block all sensory perception, as if being
blind would break her sniff-ometer. It didn’t work.
“Thanks. You look nice, too, even in your
jeans.” Especially in your jeans, dammit! Ana cringed as she realized how insulting she sounded, but Rob dispelled her
concern with laughter.
“How was the ride? Did Walter take care of you?”
“Walter was nice. Not much of a talker, but I
was fine with that. Oh! And the fridge? Good job with that one. I think I ate
three pounds of cheese on the way, though. We may need to stop for laxatives
later.”
Oh my God. Did I just
say that out loud?
Rob let out a throaty laugh. “Ah, yes. I always make
sure there are plenty of snacks available for these things. Now let’s see…
three pounds of cheese at four-ninety-eight a pound…” He took out his cell
phone and opened up what appeared to be a voice memo application. Bringing it
to his lips he said, “Be sure to deduct fifteen dollars from Ana’s pay
tonight.” Ana gave him a punch in the arm as they made their way inside,
giggling like a couple of school kids. Pausing by a set of large, French doors,
she was mesmerized by a pool overlooking the Pacific Ocean.
“You swim?” he asked.
“I love to when I can.”
“Well, here’s your chance. We have time if you
want to jump in for a bit.”
Only if you come with
me…naked, Stop it, slut!
“I probably shouldn’t. I don’t have a bathing
suit.” Of course, if you want me to go
skinny-dipping, just twist my arm here. Seriously, just give it a little
twist…no, the other arm. I need that one to molest you with.
“Oh, right. Sorry, I don’t keep extra swimsuits
on hand. Maybe some other time?” Rob continued as he led Ana down the long
hallway. “I’m actually planning on having a pool party next month after some
things settle down at work. I’ll definitely want you to be there. If everything
works out, that is.”
“Speaking of things settling down at work, Beth
says Rich has been really stressed. Everything okay there? His job isn’t in
jeopardy, is it?” Ana hoped she wasn’t acting out of line by asking.
Rob cast a surprised look at Ana. “Rich’s job?
No way, he’s one of our most valuable account managers. There’ve just been some
rumors floating around lately. I don’t want to bore you with the details, but
I’m sure this will all blow over soon. He’s probably just feeling a bit of
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