“HANNAH”
The Dirty Bean was booming as I left the street and pushed through its gleaming glass doors. I was punched square in the face with a wall of amazing warmth, followed by the rich, delicious smell of really good coffee.
For a moment, I forgot all about the butterflies bouncing around in my stomach. Then I remembered my mission… and realized I now had to find three guys I’d never met, two of them with faces I’d never even seen.
I started looking for trios first, then narrowed it down to guys who had muscles. The pics I’d seen were amazing, almost too good to be true. If Adam hadn’t sent over the sexy abdominals pic, confirming he was who he said he was, I might’ve thought I was being totally put on. Forced into the open by some weirdo with a fetish for dragging strange girls into random coffee houses.
Instead, it didn’t take long for me to find exactly what I was looking for. They were a group within the group. A tight-knit little circle, smiling and laughing, occupying the coziest corner of the warm, bustling coffee house.
And they were absolutely gorgeous.
I spied them before they spied me, which gave me the chance to observe their dynamic. They were obviously very close friends. Comfortable and casual with each other, as they settled back into their seats and unwound from their day.
Adam was in the middle, looking every bit as delicious as in the pics we’d exchanged. Probably even more so, since he was actually here and I could physically reach out and touch him. Not that I should reach out and touch him, but a part of me definitely wanted to.
On his left and right were two equally yummy guys. One had curly dark hair and striking blue eyes, with pretty-boy good looks and a flawless mocha complexion. This was offset by his white button-down shirt and red silk tie, leaving him looking like some impossibly sexy business man torn right out of a magazine.
The other was taller, and a lot more casual. He had soft-looking brown hair that was just long enough to flop down over his eyes, but in an adorable Clark Kent way.
Both of Adam’s friends were incredibly built, almost to the point of ridiculousness. There was no doubt these were the hard bodies pictured in the ad I’d answered. There was also little doubt all three of them were gym rats, and probably together.
When my eyes had finished drinking my fill of them, I sauntered on over. They glanced up as I slid into the one empty chair, shrugging my coat off in one smooth motion and crossing one leg over the other.
“Hey boys.”
The two men on my right and left didn’t know whether to stand and greet me or remain sitting down. Adam however, held his ground and smiled.
“Been waiting long?” I asked.
“Our whole lives,” Adam said smartly, without missing a beat. “Thank God you’re finally here.”
I smiled back and settled in. “Cute.”
On a whim I leaned forward across the low table and kissed Adam on the cheek. His stubble tickled my lips. He smelled every bit as delicious as he looked.
“You’re even more adorable than in your pics,” I said smugly.
“I am?’
“Um-hmm,” I confirmed. “And that virtually never happens.”
I reached left and right, extending my hand. The others took it firmly between their thick fingers, and shook it gently.
“I’m Hannah,” I lied through my teeth.
“Dante,” smiled the GQ magazine model who looked good enough to eat. “And he’s Trey.”
Trey grinned and nodded, and for the first time I saw his eyes. There was something special there. A deep-seated intelligence, hidden behind a pair of beautiful chestnut orbs.
For a moment we just sat there, sizing each other up. Three handsome guys and me… sitting across from them. I felt like I was at some really weird job interview.
“We ordered you a latte and a coffee,” said Adam. “I’ll drink whichever one you don’t want.”
I stared down at the two steaming mugs on the table in front of me. My lips curled into a bold grin.
“Maybe I’ll just have both.”
There was a short pause, and then Dante broke out laughing. “I like this girl already.”