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Bridget gave me a hug, albeit an awkward one since I didn’t really hug her back. I could only ogle Silas because he was more handsome than I remembered.
“You two know each other?” Bridget asked, stepping back and looking between us. She pushed her glasses up her nose as if seeing better would make her understand what was between us. Which, a few weeks ago, had only been a condom.
“Yeah,” Silas said, scratching the back of his neck. Was that a blush that crept up his cheeks? It was hard to tell with his close-cut beard. Why? I’d been the one bent over a desk being fucked. “We met the last time I was in town.”
“Oh. Well, that’s handy. Silas is helping me with the interviews today since Mav is out of town.”
Why was he helping? “Silas…”
“James,” he finished.
“SilasJames?”I asked, stunned. He was Mav’s and Theo’s brother? Holy shit.
He looked nothing like either of them. Mav was dark. Silas was fair. He was also a few inches shorter and less stocky, which wasn’t that hard to do since Mav was built like a Viking.
“Evelyn Hunter,” Silas clarified, his gaze raking over me. “You own Steaming Hotties.”
“You read the applications on the plane, didn’t you?” Bridget asked him, worried he hadn’t prepared.
“Yes, but it wasn’t completed byEve.I definitely would have remembered.”
“Only a few people call me by my legal name,” I explained. “I prefer Eve.”
“This is just a formality, really, since Mav approved your application for the business loan,” Bridget said, going around the table. “Sit, please.”
Silas pulled out a chair for me. Silas, the guy I’d had sex with. The guy I watched walking around his house naked. The guy I hadn’t known was Mav’s brother. Or a James. Or one of the men who’d be responsible for my business loan.
Shit.Shit.Shit!
“Wait,” I said, holding up my hand. They froze. “I… I can’t take the money.”
Bridget dropped into her seat as if she weighed a ton. “What? Why not? Do you no longer need it?”
I looked to Silas. “I can’t take money from a guy I’ve–that we’ve…”
Shit. I had to explain myself, my reasoning for turning down a legitimate, small business-favorable loan. Except I didn’t want to tell Bridge that I’d had sex with her possible future brother-in-law. That I had been thinking about more with him and that seeing him in person again only made the need to be with him that much more urgent. But I didn’t kiss and tell, and I didn’t want to have to do it now.
Silas shut the conference room door, then leaned against it. It reminded me of him pressing me into the one at the bar.
“That you’ve…” Bridget said, letting it hang.
Silas gave me a piercing glance and somehow decided since I brought it up, he’d be okay to share. “Bridge, Eve and I met the last time I was in town.”
“That’s what you said. I don’t see why that’s a problem bec– Oh.”
She looked at us differently now, not with confusion, but with… mirth? Amusement.
“Yes, oh,” I replied, trying to stay professional when a part of me wanted to go over and sniff Silas’s neck, then run my hands over him. Maybe grip his dick and feel how big he was.
Focus. Focus!
“And um… because we…oh’d, I can’t take the money.”
“Why the hell not? You need the money. You should take it. Problem solved,” Silas said, pushing off the door and standing before me. Close. Too close. I breathed in his clean scent. Soap or aftershave or something yummy. “What we did has nothing to do with this.” He waved his hand around the conference room.
“It has everything to do with it,” I countered, tapping my foot on the carpeted floor.
“How?”
