Share (Double Delights 3)

“Oh my God, not you too!”

“No me too, what?”

“You have sex hair. I need to get laid. I need to learn sex and get laid.”

Just then the doorbell rang.

“Take a seat, you two, for Christ’s sake and straighten each other’s hair. There is serious decision making to be done.” I chastised them.

The interviews were a complete waste of time with just two people to go. We had interviewed a pregnant woman

, who didn’t announce she was pregnant even though her stomach kept moving. She kept repositioning her pashmina. If she wasn’t pregnant she had weird medical problems so she was out. The second woman we interviewed was clearly a call girl, asking if men were allowed back before I’d had a chance to ask her to confirm her name. The others seemed fine but had not shown that we had any common ground and after the fantastic apartment share I’d had with Tiff and Kayla I was reluctant to settle for business people.

“Well, this looks like a complete bust,” I said to Tiff and Kayla.

“Do not give up yet. There are two men to come. They might be the sex on legs you have been looking for.” Tiff said.

“Of course they will, Tiff. Dreams like that come true all the time, especially with me. They will be two sex gods who want me as a filling in their sandwich. Now if we could all wake up, I am going to open a bottle of wine. Screw this.”

Tiff went to answer the door to the next to last applicant while I stood in the kitchen in the corner of our apartment pouring a very large glass of red wine. I could not afford to keep the apartment going on my own so if these next two weren’t of any use, then it looked like business bores were moving in with me. I took a secret large swig of wine with my back to the room and then turned around, where I choked and spat red wine straight down my white blouse. For fuck’s sake!

In front of me and stood at the side of Tiff, were two of the most gorgeous men I had ever laid eyes on. Seriously, if there was a Victoria’s Secrets, with men who should model boxer shorts, it was these two. In fact, in my head, that was all I could see.

“Erm, Haley. You have an, erm, strawberry cordial situation going on.” Kayla said. “Take a seat you guys, while we get sorted. Haley had the hiccups.” She gave me a steely gaze and I knew better than to say anything. I came to in my surroundings and blushed to the roots of my hair. I had red wine dripping down my chin and it was all down my blouse.

“Hi.” I decided to add to the charade, then I headed for the sink.

“What on earth are you doing? Best behavior. You need these two in your life.” Hissed Kayla.

I sponged my blouse down, dried it the best I could and sat back down.

“Sorry about that, erm-”

“Chase. Chase Collins.”

I stood and held out a hand for him to shake. “Pleased to meet you.” I took in Chase’s vivid blue eyes and his smile. He had short, blond hair. I’d put him at about six feet tall. At the side of my small frame, he was a giant.

Tiffany turned to me. “And this is your last applicant too, Todd Ross. They are friends and so thought they would attend together.”

My mouth dropped open. “Oh, friends, that is so cool. How long y’all been friends for?”

“A couple of years now,” Todd said. “We met at work.” Again I spent a moment taking in the appearance of my potential new roommate. Todd was dark haired, olive-skinned and had deep, dark brown eyes. He looked like that actor from Lucifer.

Realizing I had been staring, I looked at my list of questions. “And what do you do for an occupation?”

Chase looked across at Todd, who nodded. “We run an adult entertainment company.”

“Like Paintball?” I asked.

Kayla snorted which I didn’t think was amusing or professional.

“No, we film adult movies.”

“Porn?” My mouth dropped open again.

“Yes. If you want to call it that,” Chase said. “We run a small, reputable company which is like a little family.”

“Wow, I bet that is so interesting,” Tiff said. “I bet you have some stories to share.”