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But maybe I was just projecting my own desires onto what I’d do in his position. Or at least what I’d do if I lost all ability to reason like a normal human being. Maybe he’d been able to ease the pressure on his valve, so to speak, more recently than I had.
“We’ll come, too,” I said before I could stop myself. “So we’ll all prepare you.”
“That sounds good.” Brooke smiled, her eyes bright. “I’ll need all the help I can get.”
I hoped this wasn’t pushing us in the wrong direction.
CHAPTER6
Lucas
Was I insane? Asking Brooke to come over to try on sleek black dresses and “prepare” her?
Yeah, I was. My cock was already semi-hard, and she wasn’t even here yet. The idea of her in my home had lingered in my head for the three days leading up to this. Her naked in my bed, mostly, but also on the couch, on the rug in front of the fireplace, and up against the floor-to-ceiling windows.
At least the others were coming to hopefully keep my head on straight. I wasn’t going to touch her, no matter how tempted I was. I’d gotten home from the office and gotten myself off in the shower before I even ate dinner. I was going to need to do it again if I kept riling myself up.
My cleaning staff had come through this afternoon, so my place was spotless. But I still tidied up my already tidy things. I rarely ever had women over at my place, but when I did, I liked it to look nice.
I raked my hands through my hair and sighed. Brooke was not a date. We were not going to touch, much less have sex. I just couldn’t rip her out of the “this is my assistant” zone in my thoughts. Every moment we interacted was an opportunity to just take her in. How had I not been crazy about her back in high school? She was so hot.
As good of a student as I had been, though, I was an idiot like a lot of teenage boys. I didn’t take the time to look beyond whatever girl was directly in front of me. Then again, would I have appreciated her the way I did now?
My buzzer rang, and I rushed to get it. I’d changed out of my usual work clothes and into a blue t-shirt and jeans. I wore the outfit regularly, but I still paused and checked myself over in a decorative mirror my interior designer had chosen.
“Get your shit together, Lucas,” I mumbled to myself as I approached my door. I unlocked it, took a breath, and opened it. Brooke was there, holding a tote bag and a garment bag.
Her dark brown hair was glossy and styled in vintage Hollywood-style waves, which complemented the fire-red lipstick on her pretty mouth. The rest of her makeup was noticeable, but not too heavy. She had just emphasized how gorgeous she was. Damn. It took me a moment to notice she was just wearing a plain t-shirt and leggings with it, not that her casual attire made her any less beautiful. If anything, it made me imagine how she looked on lazy Saturdays after a long night of sex.
“Um, hi?” she said.
“Come in,” I said, stepping back.
I took the big bag, which had several boxes of shoes inside, and the garment bag. “There’s a bathroom off the living room, if you want to use that space to try on the dresses.”
“Okay. I really like all of them, so I need to try them again now that I’ve had three days away from looking at them.” She looked around as we stepped into the living room, looking straight out onto my beautiful view of the desert far off in the distance. “Wow, this view is amazing. I wouldn’t be able to look away if I lived here.”
“I’d say it gets old, but honestly, it doesn’t.” I laughed, opening the garment bag. I pulled out the three dresses and laid them over the back of my leather couch. Each one felt expensive. Even on the hangers, I could tell they were going to look great on her.
“The desert feels a long way away from our teeny, little Colorado town we grew up in,” she said, reluctantly pulling her gaze away from the view.
“Very. Both are beautiful in their own way.” I held up one of the dresses. “Which one did you like the best? I think this one looks the most similar to the ones that our current dealers wear.”
Well, sort of. Brooke looked a million times better than they did, even in a t-shirt and leggings.
“I really like that one.” Brooke took it from me. “I’ll try it on.”
She went into the bathroom. Once she was out of my sight, I let out a sigh and pulled out the boxes of shoes. Each pair was sleek and sexy, just as I’d hoped and dreaded. Seeing her all together was going to be too much.
I swallowed, trying to contain myself. How had I gone from not thinking about Brooke in ages to being this excited to see her in a dress? It wasn’t like I was starved for sex. I had a few women I regularly slept with, no strings attached.
But Brooke was so different than they were—both familiar and new at the same time. She had that girl-next-door look that felt real and not cultivated for attention. She felt different from the other women I’d been with on a deeper level, even though we’d only had friendly conversations in the time she’d worked for us. Like we just clicked.
Plus, I knew she was genuinely nice. Did that extend to sex? I was a nice guy outside of the bedroom, but inside of it was a different story.
“Okay, now I’m not as sure about this one, looking at it again,” Brooke said, cracking open the door. “It might be too casual?”
“Let me see it.” I pulled a throw pillow into my lap, just in case. My self-control was that weak at this point.
