Twin Bosses' Intern for Christmas

He seems a little startled when he looks up again, but he shrugs. “Nothing.”

Taking a stab in the dark, I ask, “Is nothing about five foot three, with luscious tits and a perfect set of curves?”

He blinks and then flushes slightly. “I don’t know what you mean.”

I chuckle. “Ha, come on. You never were a good liar, Blair.”

“And you are always a huge one,” he counters with a grin.

I shrug. “I may be, shall we say, creative with the truth, but it’s never steered me wrong.” He knows as well as I do that my ‘creativity with truth’ ends at the boardroom. I might stretch the truth or plant the facts to the best angle for whoever I was handling, but I never do that my personal life. I’m always honest with my family, friends, and the women who flit in and out of my life. I’m especially blunt with the women, because the last thing I want is to give any of them an excuse or justification for doing something stupid, like falling in love with me, when all I want is the pleasure of their company before we part ways. Quick and dirty, that’s how I like it.

“That’s true. You do a fantastic job of generating interest in investments in the company.”

“And you do an excellent job with all the touchy-feely, hands-on stuff, like writing algorithms to match people with the right prospective partner.”

Blair snorts. “Are you kidding me? About the only thing matching up is sexual interests and physical traits. Hardly doing rocket science here.” He grins. “Still, we seem to be filling a need, so I guess that’s all that matters.”

“Speaking about filling a need, what about the mousy little brunette with the knockout figure?”

“She’s a new intern that stumbled into my office by accident this morning. It was nothing.”

Something about his shifty gaze tells me he’s totally underplaying the situation. “What, did she give you the full intern experience? Does she suck cock like a champ?”

Blair frowns. “You know I don’t fuck around with the employees, or the interns. And it was like a two-minute meeting. Nothing happened.”

He’s definitely not being fully honest with me, so I go in for the kill. “Did you rub one out when she left?” I’m teasing, but by the way he flushes, I know I guessed correctly. I throw back my head and laugh. “Are you serious? What are you, fifteen years old?”

The way he looks away tells me everything I need to know. “Don’t you have work you should be doing?” He grumbles, his eyes flashing.

“I’m sure I have something to keep me busy, even if it’s not the mousy intern.”

“Stop calling her that,” snaps Blair.

My eyes widen in shock. There’s a new level of seriousness in his voice. I hold up my hands. “Whoa, calm down there, bro. I didn’t mean to get you all riled up. I was just teasing you about the intern.”

“Her name is Chastity.”

I frown at his tone of voice. “You really should slow down there. You sound like you like her.” Like? He sounds practically in love. My idiotic twin. “She’s practically jailbait, don’t you think?”

He shrugs. “I don’t know how old she is, but I assume she’s gotta be an adult. Anyway, it doesn’t matter. Nothing’s going to happen, but you should look at her again. I don’t think she’s mousy at all. She’s hiding something behind that plain exterior, and I think you’d see it. Just look past the glasses and the quietness.”

I almost start to tease him again, but stop before I can speak. I just grin and leave his office, but I’m left with a funny, nagging feeling.

Maybe he’s right.

There is definitely something memorable about her, or I wouldn’t have come to talk to him to find out more. I should’ve shrugged the whole thing off and moved on, but here I am, still thinking about her. Maybe she isn’t as mousy as I thought. Her figure is certainly hot and curvy, just the kind of Blair and I both like. To be honest, we like women in all sizes and shapes, but I do have a preference for the curvy kind that a man can hold onto while thrusting hard into her.

I definitely need to get my mind off her. Checking out the sexy Halloween costume contest at my favorite bar will be the perfect distraction once I finish here. The intern is definitely too young and inexperienced for me, and if Blair has any sense, he’ll stay away from her too.

Chapter 5

Chastity

Any hopes of hearing back quickly from the school have dwindled to nothing. Going to the office every day for the past few weeks and sitting there with nothing to do besides an occasional bit of filing, or entering data on an Excel sheet, seems a huge waste of my time. But in light of the letter I received in the mail yesterday when I got home from work, I’m glad I held out and showed up.

The letter told me the unwelcome news that the school would look into the situation and try to figure out how I’d ended up assigned to Hayden industries and Your Next Ex, but it had been so vague and noncommittal that I was certain it was, well, bullshit. At the bottom, the correspondence reiterated that if I wanted to complete the course, I had to attend ninety percent of the day scheduled. And, if I didn’t complete the internship, I wouldn’t be accepted back into the accounting program. Fantastic, since I have no black backup plan.

It’s been a mostly peaceful, if boring, couple of weeks working at Hayden industries, and I am a little embarrassed to admit that the only bright spots in the day are when I occasionally catch a glimpse of Blair or Liam as they go by the window at my desk. I haven’t tried to talk to either one again, especially Liam, who I never officially met to start with. I do my usual routine — hiding in the shadows and watching from afar, trying to keep from looking like I’m dying to jump their bones.