Page 209 of Mr. Charming


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He cleared his throat and took the lead. It was better that way anyway, I wasn’t very good at being subtle.

“Miss Jackson, we want to make you an offer.”

She stood before us, eyes wide and lips full and pursed. I could imagine hundreds of tasks for those lips of hers. She had a distinct look to her; those clear green eyes and brown hair were in such a contrast. The thick braid she pulled her hair back in would be perfect for pulling, tugging…

“Really?” her plump, peachy lips hinted at a smile.

“Yes, our first one today.” Logan said. I heard the anticipation in his voice. He could try and hide it as much as he wanted, but I know he wanted her too.

“Whoa, I’m honored. Thank you.” A beautiful smile found her face. She lit the room up, making things very hard. Particularly my dick.

“No problem, we enjoyed your presentation. And think it is a good fit for our company. We have a few more applicants to see, but we want to offer you the CEO Mentorship position.”

Her big round eyes widened even more before she composed herself. Her eyes glinted over to me and I realized I was inadvertently staring. I managed a reassuring smile that looked less like ‘I want to fuck you’ and more like ‘welcome to the team.’

“Okay, thank you. Thank you so much.” She smiled at the both of us.

I deftly nudged Logan under the table to hint at the other offer. Though we couldn’t hint at it quite yet, we didn’t want her thinking that’s the only reason she was chosen. I did like her idea, and she was qualified. But she was fucking gorgeous and has a body I just couldn’t let go.

“If you don’t mind waiting for a little bit, we can discuss more after we’ve seen the other applicants.” Logan added.

She nodded eagerly. “Of course.”

“Jana will show you where to wait.”

She nodded and grabbed her things before leaving. I took a deep exhale and leaned back. I rubbed my face in frustration; professional and sexual. The last thing I wanted to do was sit here and listen to more presentations.

“There are only six more, toughen up.” Logan teased.

“How are we going to convince her?” I asked pointedly.

“What do you mean?” He scribbled on his notepad.

Jana sent the next one in, a guy dressed in a tailored business suit. Who has a suit that nice in college? The nicest thing I had back in college was my motorcycle.

“I mean, how will we get her in bed? She doesn’t look like the type to have done it before.”

Which made her all the more appealing, but more of a flight risk too. The last few times we did this, we met the girls at membership clubs, places where you would expect the women to be down for it. I didn’t know what to think about Madeline, she was almost impossible to read.

“I guess not. Maybe it will help if you don’t do any of the talking.”

“You know, you’re a professor at the school so technically, you can’t even sleep with her.” I said, to try and make hi

m see just how interested he was. I didn’t know why he would want to play it off, or pass it up.

“Nice try. I’m not her professor, and I only teach one class.” I rolled my eyes. So, he was interested.

I glared at him until he cracked a smile. We listened to the next applicant, and then another, and the last few until I was completely drained. Devoid of any interest in all things business. We ended up picking the tailored business suit to buy his idea on sustainable water fountains in the city. It would be a long production and have a high budget, so we could reasonably stretch it out into the next production period. He would get the credit of course, and a very small share.

After about a half hour of discussing—no, arguing with Logan, we decided that would be it. Usually we choose two more to buy but we finally agreed that they just wouldn’t be worth the investment. Not this year.

“Get Jana to send Madeline back in.” Logan barked.

“Can I get a please?” I stood up and he shot me a look. He was as irritated and done with the day as I was.

I think we both needed to get laid.

I peeked my head out, and saw Madeline sitting with Jana. She was smiling, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying. If Madeline looked this good in neutral, professional clothes; I could only imagine how good she would look in no clothes. Better yet, lace and the sheets from my bed.

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