Page 27 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
My mouth gaped open and I stared at each man in turn.
Admittedly, I was getting a little hot and bothered by the topic. I have no idea why, but the notion of having sex with one of my bosses in the office, while the others were there…yeah, that did it for me in major ways.
Not that I could tell any of them that.
I took another drink of my wine and noticed all four of my bosses were smirking at one another.
“Fine. Never have I ever…had sex in a moving vehicle.”
All five of them lowered a finger.
“Holy crap.”
Landon chuckled. “Is it just me or does it seem that our feisty little secretary has sex on the brain?”
“That and she’s slightly prudish if she’s never done any of these things,” Jordan teased.
Okay, that time I did blush.
And I realized, it was probably time to call a halt to the game. Only, I couldn’t really do that because it would make me look like a chicken. Which meant I had to come up with at least two more.
Sighing, I took another sip of my wine. At this rate, I was going to need another bottle.
“Hmm.” I glanced at Landon, then Justin, then Ben. “I know. Never have I ever…had sex with one of the people at this table.”
Jordan, Landon, and Langston kept their fingers up while Ben and Justin each lowered one.
I smiled at Ben and Justin because that simple response had answered so many questions I’d had. Although, I still wasn’t certain why Ben referred to Justin as Mr. Parker. Or why Justin had said he wasn’t dating anyone.
“One more, Luci,” Justin urged.
“Right.” This last one was going to get me into trouble, I knew it. But I decided to ask it anyway. “Never have I ever…wanted to have sex with someone at this table.”
And fine, that didn’t pertain to me because I certainly wanted to have sex with not one but four people at the table, but I liked the illusion it offered, although I was sure they all saw right through me.
Four fingers lowered. Those fingers belonged to my four bosses.
I smiled at Jordan. “Clearly you’re the winner.”
“Clearly,” he said cheekily.
Although I had learned a lot more about my bosses than I ever thought I’d want to know, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something significant had transpired here today.
And I couldn’t help but wonder what it might lead to.
Or when.
Eleven
ONE MONTH AND FOUR DAYS since I was hired, my routine had become ingrained in me and I found that I looked forward to getting out of bed every morning. The hardest part had been finding what I wanted to wear each day. It turned into a game almost. It seemed the more flirtatious my outfit, the more the bosses talked to me.
Of course, that spurred me on and I did my best to keep my outfits professional yet fun. Of course, I never once gave anything away. My skirts were always a respectable length and I never revealed too much cleavage—then again, I didn’t have much to reveal in the first place. It wasn’t as though I was trying to get myself fired, but I was having a good time. I liked the flirtatiousness of my bosses. It kept things enjoyable in the office.
Which was the very reason I went for a sassy little off-white skirt, a lightweight chocolate-brown sweater, and a pair of cowboy boots today. As November progressed, the weather was quickly turning colder, but it was one of those outfits that was good for almost any season. Paired with a suede jacket, it made the perfect fall outfit.
I pulled my hair back away from my face—which people said made me look a lot younger than I was—curled the ends, and went very subtle with my makeup.
The extra time I spent making my selection and putting on my face proved to be worth it when Landon and Langston arrived together that morning. Both men stopped in front of my desk and spent a good ten minutes chatting about my weekend. Well, technically, Landon chatted and Langston merely listened, but they were both present and accounted for and that was all that mattered to me. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to regale them with stories of debauchery and intrigue. I didn’t do anything over the weekend besides sleep in, watch Netflix, and consume two more of TJ Arlington’s wickedly delicious books.
Now that I thought about it, perhaps that was the reason I looked forward to coming into work every morning. Although I had thought my social life was picking up, turned out I was wrong. Sure, I chatted with Kristen a few times a week, mostly after our yoga class, but she’d been extremely busy with work and I had been left to my own devices. Since I did very little in my free time, with the exception of yoga, I wasn’t around many people to make new friends. The most enjoyable days were those I spent at the office with the four men—five including Jordan—who had become pretty important to me.
