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Chapter One
BRIELLE
“Jameson, this is Brielle Delaney.”
“Is this the pit bull you said you were bringing in?” Jameson asked his mother, the one who hired me.
“Excuse you,” I said, offended.
“Cute,” he offered in a sarcastic tone and a crooked grin as he stalked off as if I didn’t exist.
What the hell? “Excuse me,” I said politely to his mother, then followed him wherever he was walking to and got my position in front of him as I walked backward. But he finally stopped.
“Do you have little dick syndrome? Is this what this is? Because your ego is through the roof.”
He showed off a slight grin. “You want to see my dick?”
I scrunched my face. “Ew. No, I don’t want to see your dick.” He continued walking, and I walked next to him. He’s six-foot-two compared to my five-foot-five, where I actually had to look up at him.
We entered an office, he sat in a big comfy chair, and I planted my butt on his desk and crossed my legs.
“Can I help you?” he asked, not even looking my way.
“You can actually. You can email me what your day-to-day looks like. I mean, I have an idea from your mother, but I would like you to email me.”
“Noted.”
With this guy, I know full well I will have my hands full. I hold my hand out to him, “I need the keys to your place.”
“Excuse you?” He lifted his eyebrows at me.
I laughed. “Oh, did your mother not mention this? You will eat, live, and breathe when I say to. You won’t be able to shit without me knowing about it. Now keys.”
“It’s a keyless entry. The numbers are 5487.”
“Original.”
“What?”
“Pffft. Your birthdate.” I stood and then bent down to whisper in his ear. “I do my homework on my clients.” Then I turned on my heels and left.
Outside, I called my bestie Kali, who is my boss and my best friend.
“Hey. How’s it going with Titan?” she immediately asked.
“Well, he’s definitely going to be a challenge. And you know I love a good challenge.”
“Is he as hot in person as he is in the photos online?”
“Hotter. He’s so tall.” Sigh. “It’s the dark brown hair and that beard and mustache thing that gets me. Yeah, he’s hot.”
An image of drowning his beard and mustache flashed in my brain. Oh god. This needs to be straight professional and I wasn’t sure if that was going to be possible.
“Are you still there, Bri?”
“I’m here, sorry, lost in thought.”
“Well, I was saying if anyone can whip someone into shape, it’s you. You’re the best of the best.”
