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Invitation This was not where she wanted to be. She wanted to run, hide, to find out that today was just a bad dream or something, anything but face what was about to happen.
“Stop grinding your teeth,” Adam said.
Stacey froze. She had not even realized that she was doing it again. Was it only a few days ago that she would have snapped at him to mind his own business instead of instantly relaxing her jaw? She adored the new man her husband had become, but waiting with him to meet the man she had essentially been having an affair with might just destroy the last vestiges of her nerves.
Guillermo knocked on her office door like he had every Friday for the last month. But this time Adam opened the door and invited him in wordlessly with a sweep of his arm. Stacey sat in her leather chair with her palms flat on her desk. She glanced up at the men and looked down knowing that she looked like a guilty schoolgirl and unable to stop herself from blushing.
“I see.” Guillermo said, seating himself in one of the two client chairs in front of Stacey’s desk. Adam took the other and Stacey’s heart threatened to pound its way out of her chest.
There were two completely different, yet very beautiful men sitting in front of her, sizing each other up. She tried to see each from the other’s fresh point of view.
Adam was well over six feet tall, with short, sandy-blond hair and piercing blue eyes. His tan skin was emphasized by the white tee-shirt hugging his leanly muscled frame. He sat stiffly, maybe angry or just plain uncomfortable with the office chair.
Across from him, Guillermo, just a hair shy of six feet tall, sat with a practiced ease despite the pressed business suit he always wore to the office. His dark hair brushed his collar and chocolate eyes studied Adam seemingly without a care in the world, patiently biding his time until the chips fell.
An entirely new fantasy developed unbidden in Stacey’s mind while she watched them. She had tasted both of them and them her, but she had only ever had intercourse with her husband. And now they were here to discuss that very fact right in front of her. Adam had given her very clear instructions that she was not to speak unless he told her to.