Page 11 of The Roommates


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“And I get to watch you work?”

Heat flooded my face. The blatant flirting was nice, but I didn’t know how to rebuff it politely. Why couldn’t I get this from Tanner?

Why was I so hung up on him? After all this time, he wasn’t going to see me as more than a friend, and I wasn’t going to push the issue. If I could move on, so many more opportunities would open up for me. Someone like Deacon. Hell, even someone like Daria—sweet, funny, a fantastic mom whose kids I adored….

That was it, I was done swooning over Tanner. Obviously easier said than done, but I was cutting myself off from the fantasy. It wasn’t doing me or him or our friendship any favors, and it was certainly hurting my dating life.

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I was usedto hearingyes,so I was confident about this morning’s meeting.

But the entire drive to the bank, rather than staying focused on the facts of our business proposal, my mind bounced between two distractions. Seeing a bottle of lube near the bathroom sink and that dildo in Daria’s shower, suction cupped in place, still glistening with drops of water, had me picturing her riding it. Riding me.

And she was flushed and smiling shyly in my fantasy, exactly the way she had when I talked to her in the doorway.

I pushed the thought aside as best I could. Walking into an appointment with a hardon made a supremely bad impression.

Which was when Colin slid into my head, carried on last night, and the associated whisper that I wouldn’t have minded being a part of whatever I’d walked in on, and making it more. With her. Hell, even with him there.

And that left me thinking about Colin. Kind, thoughtful, brilliant, bizarrely single despite having double the options open to him…

He’d been off since we got to Daria’s and I didn’t know why. He was more than a roommate or best friend or business partner—Colin was my anchor. He’d helped me through my injury and I could always count on him. I wouldn’t want to go into this venture without him.

When I was done here, I’d do something to cheer him up, and get him to tell me what was wrong.

I pulled into the bank parking lot, and a lifetime of training for the public eye kicked in. I wiped any other thoughts from my mind like sweeping off a table to use it for fuc—

Nope. I was focused on the meeting.

The woman working the front desk gave me a broad smile and leaned in as I approached. “May I help you?”

I could flirt. Get her number. But I couldn’t stop thinking about someone a little older who I already knew was great company. “Tanner Hagen. I have an appointment with Mr. Davenport.”

“From the Olympics?” Her face lit up brighter.

Not for a while, but I would be again. “That’s me.”

“We watched you in gym class, sophomore year. I felt so bad when you got hurt.”

“Thanks. Can I go up?”

“I’ll let Mr. Davenport know you’re here.”

I kept my smile in place, but something inside wilted. I wouldn’t do the math to figure out how much younger that made her. Did Daria feel like this talking to me?

And what was my hang-up today? So I saw her dildo, and now I couldn’t get her out of my head? Maybe today was the perfect day to indulge a fantasy and hook up with her. Get the urge out of my system, and see what that dark bra looked like when I stripped her top off…

“Mr. Davenport will see you.” The receptionist interrupted my wandering thoughts.

Which was good. I stood, told my dickdown boy,and headed toward his office.

I’d talked to Davenport a couple of times already. He was part of a program that offered free consultation to small business owners and start-ups. The option to buy an existing building changed so many things. I wanted to get his opinion on the deal, and since he worked for one of the local banks, I was hoping to catch his eye and have him offer to move to the next steps of the loan process. Or at least give me a referral to a colleague.

He greeted me with a handshake, we chatted about the weather for a few minutes, and then I launched into my pitch.

The basics hadn’t changed much. We currently taught swimming lessons to kids from five to eighteen, and we wanted to expand our operations. Bring on more coaches, put ourselves in a building we owned, that provided a place for families to swim when classes weren’t in session, and even provide more adult classes like water aerobics.

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