“Good morning, you two. Austin, we are ready for you,” she says, and he gets up and walks out.
I’m stuck watching his back while he walks away. He never once makes eye contact with me.
I take in the jeans he’s wearing today. They hang low on his hips but are tight on his ass. And what an ass it is. The kind that makes you want to grab it and bite it.
Wait, what?! What the hell was that? I don’t like him. I really don’t like him! Not at all. Not even a little bit. In my head, he’s my sworn enemy. Now, if only someone would send that memo to the rest of my body!
Chapter Ten
AUSTIN
All night, I tossed and turned. The fact that I texted her and she didn’t answer me pissed me off. Again and again, I waited for her answer but got nothing. The thought of her with someone else irked me. I tossed, I turned, I got up, I looked outside.
I kept my phone near me all night, just in case she answered. Finally, around two a.m., I fell asleep, and when my alarm rang, I rushed, thinking the phone was ringing.
So here I am, still pissed off that she didn’t answer, mingling with the fact that I’m grumpy because I’m tired. And to top it all off, I have to go into a marketing meeting with Dani about the club that is opening in three weeks.
I also have to talk to John about the Christmas party that is coming up. I walk into the meeting with John and Steven, pissed off, because not only did Lauren just walk in, but she also looks hotter than she ever has. That dress wrapped around her catches every curve she has, and when she walks, you get a glimpse of her inner thighs.
So, now I’m sitting in this meeting with a hard-on. “Are we disturbing you, Austin?” I hear John ask.
I shake my head, leaning back in my chair, rocking. “Nope, I’m all ears.” He looks over at me, eyes narrowed speculatively as if he’s trying to figure me out.
“I think that’s all for now, Steven. You’re good to go,” John says while still looking at me.
“Perfect. If you guys need me, I’m headed out to lunch with Lauren, so I’ll be back after that,” he says, gathering his things and getting up from the table.
“No, you’re not,” I almost shout, and he stops picking his things up to look at me. “She needs to set up for my meeting with Dani.” I grab my phone, sending her a message, telling her that I need her to set up for my meeting with Dani.
“Oh, okay,” he says, turning and walking out of the room.
“Want to tell me how she’s going to set up for your meeting with Dani when Dani is the one bringing everything for the meeting?”
I shrug my shoulders. “She needs to make sure we have water and shit.”
He slaps his hand down on the table and bursts out laughing. “You have it so bad for her, and you don’t even know it yet.”
“I don’t have anything bad. She almost killed me! I have to make her life a living hell.” But he doesn’t say anything; he just continues laughing. “She fucking put something in my Coke, and I thought I was shitting out my organs.”
He wipes the tears from the corners of his eyes. But just then the door is thrown open, and Noah saunters in. “What are you guys laughing about?” he asks, plopping himself down in the chair that Steven just vacated.
“Austin’s PA put something in his Coke, and he had the shits all night long,” John says between fits of laughter.
“It wasn’t all night long; it was till there was nothing left inside of me,” I correct him while Noah chuckles.
“Wow. I thought my PA hated me,” Noah says.
“She caught you fucking her mother on your desk,” I remind him.
“She didn’t knock. It wasn’t my fault.” He points at me.
“You had sex with her the day before,” I also point out.
He shrugs his shoulders, thinking nothing more of it. “At least she didn’t try to kill me.”
“She put your face on a billboard with your home address and open invitation for free lodging for the homeless,” John comments, still laughing.
“We don’t know if it was her,” I tell him. “I know that Lauren gave me something, that’s the difference here.”
“And didn’t you infect her computer with porn viruses?” John asks. “Barbara says you’re paying JP for that visit yourself, by the way.”
“You got her computer infected with porn? Oh, my fuck, you like her!” Noah accuses.
“How can I like someone who almost killed me? She also hates the fact of my very existence on this earth. Not to mention that she didn’t even answer my texts last night.”