Watch Me (Private Listing #1)

Cooper comes back out with a phone in his hand. I raise my gaze to his.

“This is yours. It’s all set up and has all the company information in it. It also links to instant messenger, so you don’t have to worry about missing something from us.” He holds out the phone.

I rise and take it. “Thank you.”

My conversation with Hope is on it, as well as the group conversation I started.

“We want access to you, Madison.” His knuckles trace my jawline. “As much as we can have. The sooner the better.”

Heat fills my cheeks. Nodding, I head down to Hope’s desk. I pass by the mean girls from yesterday. I still give them a smile because I will not stoop to their level. The brunette sneers at me again, but I just keep going until I reach Hope. Her eyes follow me the whole way. I’m tempted to turn back and look at the brunette to let her know I’m aware of her animosity. But I resist.

“Good morning!” Hope practically buzzes with energy. She pats the chair next to her. “We need to get you trained up so I don’t waste any more of your time.”

“You couldn’t waste my time, Hope.” I smile at her and nod to the computer. “Let’s do this.”

I glance up to find the brunette still watching me with an almost calculating gaze. Yeah, that one is not going to be my friend. But that’s okay. I settle in beside Hope, and she grins before opening the program. I’ll start with one friend and see where I can go from there.

* * *

The week flies by in a whirlwind of meetings and notes and learning what to do. The guys seem to take a step back from coming onto me. While I miss it, I definitely learn more this way.

My landlord is happy to get his rent and removes the eviction notice. He didn’t actually file it before I paid the rent. I’m pinching pennies to make it to my first paycheck, but that’s nothing new.

By Friday, I’ve found a rhythm to mornings and move through the beginning of the day effortlessly as I continue to learn more about the system and our company. Ours. I’m part of something bigger now and it makes me feel complete inside.

Noah is still the only one who has kissed me or touched me sexually. This is what I expected, but I feel a tightness in my chest and stomach like I’ve done something wrong. That I’m not what they want. That they appreciate my quick mind for administrative duties, but I’m not fuckable.

Lunch is on the schedule again. It’s another meeting with William and Hunter Adams. I’m not looking forward to it, but I won’t let him get me anywhere alone with him again. This one is in the main conference room, so it’s on our turf.

Blake watches me from his doorway as I stride across the office to prepare the conference room for lunch. I’m setting up the smart board when the door closes behind me. I turn and hold my hand over my pounding heart.

Blake stands inside the door. “Are you anxious?”

I bite my lip and continue to fiddle with the smart board.

“I don’t want to find myself alone with Hunter again,” I mumble. It’s best to get the truth out there.

“Why?” Blake steps closer to me, and my skin buzzes like an electric current runs between us.

“It’s complicated.” Blowing out a breath, I shake my head. I should tell him the truth, but how can I? I don’t want Hunter to make sexual advances toward me. Even though I don’t encourage him, he won’t stop. If asked, Hunter will just say I’m a tease.

Blake nods thoughtfully and sits in the chair next to where I’m leaning over the table. His spicy cologne fills my lungs, making my insides soften at his closeness. Of everyone, he’s been the most distant. Besides that day in Seth’s office, he hasn’t indicated he wants this to be more than what it is currently.

“You’ve had a week. What do you think about us?” Blake’s hands are on the table, his long fingers splayed out.

I straighten and look down at him, concerned about the change in topic. He caught Hunter and me in what had to look like a compromising situation. But if he wants to let it drop, I’m more than happy to oblige.

“I’m learning more every day. The work is enjoyable and I’m getting to know you guys better.” I’m spending my nights fantasizing about them all, but I’m not getting any play at work, which makes sense. I bend to connect the last cable to the ports in the center of the conference table.

His hand slips up the back of my thigh. I startle from his touch, but relax into the heat flowing from his fingertips into me. My flowing dress gives him all sorts of access. My pussy pulses. As he traces the edges of my panties, I get wetter.

He doesn’t want me, right?

“Do you wish we would do more, like on Monday? Giving head to Noah. Getting naked for Seth. Fucking yourself for us.” His deep voice sends shivers down my spine. His words make my pussy clench against the emptiness. My head drops to the table.

He stands behind me and lifts my skirt over my waist. “What did you think when you first met us?”

I press my hands against the table and whimper as his hand trails over my panties between my thighs. “I wanted you all to fuck me on this conference table.”