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I hesitate, looking up at him through lowered lashes. “Will you be there, Alec?”

Alec nods. “Of course. I’m not too old, am I?” His eyes twinkle with amusement, and I chuckle.

“Not at all!” I can’t help but wonder if I have to attend.

“I can see you going places, Danielle. You’ve got a great head on your shoulders,” Alec continues.

I puff my chest out with pride, beaming at him as he leaves my office.

“You’ll do well.”

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I can’t take my eyes off Danielle.

It’s not for lack of trying either.

She has this way of commanding my attention, and right now, she’s with my fucking friend, Issac. I can see he’s interested in her from all the way over here, but whowouldn’tbe interested in Danielle? I tear my jealous eyes away, reminding myself thatDanielle isnota one-night kind of girl, and I’m not the settling type of guy.

Fuck no.

Some guy named Braxon is chewing my ear off while the girl from the agency, Keeley, is giving me fuck-me-eyes from beside the bar, reminding me of my silent promise earlier.

“The thing is, if you lower your prices, people assume they're not paying for quality; look at my villa.”

I tune out, not caring a bit about Braxon’s villa.

I try to look interested, nodding in the right places while shooting the tits and teeth girl a reassuring look.

She hovers near the restrooms, giving me a meaningful look, and I know it’s my cue.

“I need the little boys’ room; give me a second, would you?”

I shoot Braxon a smile, making a beeline for the ladies’ restroom.

I can’t wait to have those big, bouncy tits in my hands.

“Oh, hey! I was just explaining to Via our vision for the brochures next year,” Kiera gushes, waving a hand at the pale blonde beside her.

I don’t care.

“Uh-huh. Be right back.”

Finally, I make it to the toilets, checking no one watches me enter.

Keeley is waiting by a stall door with a coy smile, and I can’t help but wonder how many times she’s done this.

Probably not as many as me.

Keeley’s eyes light up when I enter the small space, and she drags me into the cubicle by my shirt.

She kisses me roughly on the mouth, her fingers tugging at my belt, gasping as she claws at my zipper.

“Alright, babe, give me a—Jesus!”

Keeley has my dick out in seconds, pumping it with all her might as she latches onto my mouth. My fingers stroke her tits, and she moans into my mouth.

I feel myself harden and reach into my suit jacket for a condom.