Cuff Me

“Equally? Or do you feel one more than the other?”

I shook my head. “No. I will say that sometimes, I would rather talk to one more than the other about certain things. Logan gives really good business advice and Jake gives good life advice. But I love them both, and I want the three of us together.”

I explained the best way I could. And I knew she couldn’t really understand it fully because it just wasn’t happening to her. These are hard shoes to put yourself in and I don’t expect her to. But she supports me, and doesn’t judge me. So that is all I can really ask for.

“Wow. That’s interesting. Weird, but interesting. Do they feel different?” She smirked.

“Yeah,” I giggled, “they feel different.”

“But you don’t like any one more than the other?” I asked her.

“No. It’s like having the best of both worlds, you know. Sometimes you want that fullness, other times you want the deepness. So I don’t like one more than the other, I just get both.”

“You bitch.” We laughed together.

“That’s something else, really. Just promise me you will at least try and talk to them. And don’t run out on any more meetings.” She nudged my shoulder playfully.

“I promise. I’ll try.”

I finally fell asleep and woke up feeling somewhat the same. I mean, I was excited about the meeting and ready to turn in my finals. That would be the final stretch, closing the door on college. I read it over again in my pajamas and then printed it out. I showered and dressed in gray dress pants and a salmon blouse that buttoned up. I let my hair down and pinned one side back. It was nice enough for the meeting and casual enough to do the quick drop off.

I didn’t like either of my professors from those courses, so it was more of a leave your shit and go, but I hoped I would get a good grade. Granted, I wouldn’t even know until a few days later. I hated that part; waiting.

I grabbed coffee from the coffee shop, and it reminded me of the day I saw Logan here. It had only been a day and I missed them, and I was anxious to figure out whether or not they were selling me out. They didn’t hint at it at all yesterday, and I couldn’t tell if this meeting was for the company or for the sell out.

I finished my coffee and had a scone, then I headed over to the office. I arrived a half hour early, but it gave me that much time to hide in my office and collect my bearings. I wondered if they did plan on buying me out, if I could try and convince them otherwise. It would mean the world to me if I could; if I could keep my dream alive of running my own company. It would be hard to do on my own, but not impossible. And then it would take much longer. I would welcome the work, but I didn’t want to miss out on this opportunity just because I didn’t have the balls to stand up for myself.

I gave myself a quick pep talk in my head and headed to the conference room. I stopped short of the door and just looked at them. Logan and Jake; so powerful and imposing. They command the attention of the room and everyone in it has no choice but to bow down. They make my knees week, my core tight from fighting the arousal between my legs. I was so afraid my nipples would be showing, but my half cup bra kept it hidden. I thought I subconsciously wore this nice lingerie for them, but I didn’t suspect anything. Maybe I hoped for it, despite being angry. I had to find out the truth, anyway.

I saw Jake first, in his dark khakis and dark blue polo that gripped every muscle in his chest and arms. Logan wasn’t in a suit, and I was surprised. He had on black cargo pants and black shoes, his white tee shirt was simple but looked expensive nonetheless. It isn’t fair that they are built like gods, by the gods and worthy of the gods. They don’t belong here with us regular humans. Their presence hummed through me, and it was like they knew I was here. They looked up from the far right side of the desk and smiled. I went lightheaded.

Logan stood up and opened the door, from just a few feet away I inhaled his scent. That clean citrus and heavy woodsy smell. Rugged yet smooth. I realized I was standing there; still and mute as I stared between them both.

“Madeline, are you alright?” He stood in the door, his strong arm holding it open.

“Um, I’m fine.”

He made an odd face, he cocked his head to the side and then gazed at me as he smiled softly.

“Come in then, Dan will be here in a minute.”

I nodded and willed my feet to shuffle forward. I caught Jake’s eye and he smiled. He came around the other side and so I was between them both. Surrounded, hot, this meeting would last forever.

“What happened yesterday?” Jake asked, and he sounded mad. I took a shaky breath.

“I heard of what you both plan on doing.” I started. Jake swiveled his chair, so his open legs were pointing right at me.

He leaned on the chair, his strong and thick muscled forearm on the handle of my chair. I inhaled sharply at his close ness. All I wanted to do was lean in and kiss them both. I felt Logan on the other side of me, watching.

“What?” Jake asked simply. I looked into his eyes for a fleeting moment, but didn’t have much to say.

I wouldn’t be able to get through this meeting, I could barely hold it together. I felt tears pricking my eyes. Out of anger. They were going to pretend they didn’t know.

“I heard that woman leaving your office yesterday, she was talking about you selling me out.”

I heard Logan gritting his teeth. They hadn’t said anything, and it was hard to tell if they even knew what I was talking about or were just playing dumb until witness got here. Maybe they thought I would go to human resources and file some sexual claim. Maybe they were afraid of something like that. Though I would never do that, and it feels like they don’t trust me at all.

“What woman?” Jake asked.