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“Oh no, I’m not your boss-we established that long ago. I might be older than you, but we are equal partners in everything.” Jamison watched Ash add the last piece of meat to the sizzling grill. “So, what’s it gonna be, partner?” Jamison clapped him on the shoulder and took the empty platter from Ash.
They both stood and watched the smoke rise from the grill, trying to think of their next move with the gorgeous woman sleeping up in Jamison’s bed. “I’ve got nothing, man. If we tell her that we picked her application because of her hot profile picture, she’ll run out of here and never look back.” Jamison nodded his agreement and grunted.
“So, we just let this play out then. If she’s interested, she’ll let us know and we’ll make our move. Until then, we’ll hire her to cook for us and do some work around the house, just like myad said.” Jamison remained quiet beside him and Ash began to worry.
“What if she only wants one of us?” Jamison questioned. There it was the ever-present elephant in the room. Most girls that they picked up and brought home were closer to Ash’s age than Jamison’s. He usually let Ash do most of the talking at the bar, but once they got home, the women liked how bossy Jamison could be. He seemed to get off on telling everyone what to do, even Ash, and honestly, he didn’t mind.
The two shared women, but that’s where their relationship with each other ended. It was comical the way most women wanted to know how it worked, some even asked flat out if he and Jamison fucked. The idea was one that never crossed either of their minds, but some of the women they brought home, still tried to get them to at least kiss. That’s usually when the party ended, it was just not something that either of them were into.
Occasionally, Jamison would doubt if the women really wanted him or if they just wanted Ash and brought him along for the ride. Ash got sick of telling his friend that most of the women he talked to asked more about Jamison than they did about him. He didn’t know why his friend was so hung up on his age because honestly, it didn’t matter. The women were too busy getting off on the idea of the two of them working as a team to give her mind-blowing orgasms, to care about how old either of them was.
Ash turned the chicken. “If, and I mean if, she only wants one of us, then we’ll worry about that when the time comes. But if I had to guess, from the way that she responded to us both, Regan Starr will be just fine being stuck between us,” Jamison nodded, and Ash relaxed a little.
“Let’s finish getting dinner together and then we can try to wake her up again. I bet she’s hungry and food might help her feel better. We can offer her the job and get her settled in theroom between ours. She’s going to have to get used to being in the middle of us, sooner or later,” Ash laughed and bobbed his eyebrows making Jamison chuckle.
“Just try not to be a total douche, man. You could turn on the charm a little more. You just about had Regan quaking in her hot biker chick boots.” Ash shook his head and Jamison smiled.
“Yep, that was pretty hot. I bet that Miss Starr likes to be bossed around, she just doesn’t know it yet. Let’s head into the house to finish putting supper together while the chicken cooks,” Jamison barked.
“Damn, you’re even bossy out of the bedroom, man.” They both laughed and headed into the house. Ash wasn’t sure how, but some way, they would get sexy little Regan between them and if he had his way, she would never want to leave.
