I relax. “Perhaps. No ring on my finger, though.”
“Ah…” he smiles, “… life works in mysterious ways. That, and my wife is a ballbreaker. I probably shouldn’t say that out loud because she’ll be lurking around here somewhere.”
“She works here, too?”
“Senior editor. I’d show you a picture, but she doesn’t allow me to put a photo on my desk of her and our son. She reckons people who do that in the office are lame and missing a pair of balls.”
I like his wife already.
“So, I’m impressed with your marketing background. I think you’ll fit right in here. We need a strong push on our upcoming releases, and the marketing interns we have need direction. Your position as director will help give our business an online presence, which is needed to stay competitive in our market. Let’s have a meeting with them this afternoon,” he suggests.
I nod, agreeing, only to be interrupted by a stunning woman wearing a fitted pantsuit and low-cut blue blouse. She has curly brown hair that’s tied into a bun with a loose tendril falling over her face. This office is like a candy store, except instead of candy, it’s filled with sweet, beautiful pussy.
But I have to remember the golden rule—you don’t shit where you eat.
I need this job right now, and my raging libido has to sit himself in the naughty corner alone. California definitely showcases gorgeous women.
“Hello.” She offers a friendly smile. “You must be Charlie’s cousin, Noah.”
She knows Charlie. Game over.
“That I am,” I answer politely.
She introduces herself, “I’m Presley Malone.”
Haden coughs while shooting her an annoyed, wary look.
“Sorry, Presley Malone-Cooper,” she says, rolling her eyes at him.
I laugh softly. “Ahhh… the wife.”
Definitely, game over.
“When the title fits,” Haden quips, stroking his beard.
“Stop being a jerk, Haden,” she fires back, trying her best to disguise her smirk. “Anyway, it’s great to have you on board. I hope Haden was kind enough to invite you out for drinks tonight?”
“I hadn’t gotten around to it yet. It’s what happens when Mrs. Know-It-All interrupts,” he complains. “So, Noah, are you free for drinks tonight?”
“I had plans, but I can change them to later tonight.”
“I’m sure you men will have fun. Listen, I’m off. If you need me, I’ll be trying to get through to an author about her manuscript having too much sex in it.”
“And I told you, there’s no such thing,” Haden states with a playful smile on his lips.
I’d have the same smile if I were tapping her sweet ass every fucking night.
“Are we having this argument again? There needs to be a plot. A story to make the readers want more. A sex scene on every page is overkill.”
Their argument continues on, and the more I observe, the more I see that Haden purposely riles Presley up to get a reaction from her. It’s comical, to say the least. I see now why Charlie and Kate joke about him being a jerk.
After not agreeing on anything, Presley walks out, leaving Haden and me alone.
“My wife,” he says with a small laugh. “Do you see what I have to deal with every day? Ballbuster. Too damn stubborn.”
“Headstrong is a preferable word,” I suggest with a grin. “Much like Charlie and her friend, Kate.”
“You know Kate?” He follows with a whistle. “The three of them together are like Charlie’s Angels… excuse the irony of the name, trying to battle with everyone while standing up for equality for women. Kate’s a troublemaker,” he finishes with a soft laugh.