Surely it wouldn’t be too hard to find them something to busy themselves with. “Ok, great, I could use the help. It’s really nice to have you two on board.”
David looked relieved. “I’m going to get them set up, and I thought you could show them the ropes.”
When I returned to my office, I ran over my schedule for the day, rearranging what I could so that I'd be able to spend some time with the interns.
It wasn't until after lunch that Winnie and Jet became my responsibility. It quickly became obvious that they weren't ready to be left on their own. Not that they weren't capable, they seemed smart and proficient, but they had no hands-on experience.
My original plan was to have them manage a few of my other accounts while I focused on the launch, but they couldn’t go five minutes without asking me another question or deferring to me before making a decision like they were scared to have the wrong opinion.
But it was their first day, and they just seemed so eager and happy to be there. I couldn't bring myself to complain about it, even to myself. It would be like being mad at two puppies.
Still, for all their “help.” I still had to do everything myself, just a lot slower since I walked them through it as I went.
At this rate, we could probably launch the rum in … Oh, I don't know, a year?
16
Audrey
“That was meant to be sexy, sorry.” We were both laughing as we stepped out of the shower and dried off.
“That's ok; it was funny."
“Sex with me is funny?” He playfully snapped his towel at me, making me yelp.
“I meant fun, not funny.”
“So kneeing me in the balls is fun, is it?”
I playfully slapped his shoulder. “It’s not my fault you slipped!” Our combined laughter reverberated against the tiles. “Ok, not a great example. And to be honest, I've never had sex be fun before. I've never had so much fun having sex before.”
I avoided his gaze while I finished drying off. It was more than I thought I should have said, considering this was just a casual fling. But I couldn’t avoid looking at him when he tilted my chin up with a gentle hand and closed the distance between us. “It’s the most fun I've had, too.”
He looked so sincere, so tender, that my brain shorted out. I didn’t really understand how I came to be standing here, pressed up against the sexiest man I’d ever met, who looked at me with more affection than I ever remembered seeing from Brad. I didn’t really have any response, not one that contained words anyway, so instead, I threaded my hands into his damp silky hair, now curling slightly, and tried to convey everything I was feeling in a kiss.
When we pulled back, I asked, “I’m guessing the shower isn’t the craziest place you’ve had sex.”
“Not exactly. You?”
I wrinkled my nose, feeling more than a little vanilla. “Kind of? I’m not really an exhibitionist, and my ex wasn’t very adventurous.”
“Tell me this then, what was the best kiss you’ve ever had?”
Every kiss with you.
But it was too much to say, so I bit my lip and hoped it looked like I was thinking it over. “Ooh, tough one. Probably my first kiss because I snuck out of class to meet Jimmy by the cafeteria, and it was the most naughty thing I’d done to that point.”
He feigned offense. “Wow. I don’t even rate above Jimmy from school.”
I smirk. “You’re top five.”
His eyes crinkled with humor, and my skin tingled at the sound. “Good to know. Best date?”
“Am I being interviewed right now?”
“I’m just curious. Google will pretty much tell you what you want to know about my love life, and I’m just evening the playing field.”
“Fair. Hmm, well, it’s going to sound weird, but when I turned twenty-one, Brad took me out to see the Bulls play because he was a huge fan, and I’d never been to a game before. Of course, he spent the entire night trying to educate me on the game and why the Bulls are the best, blah blah blah.”
