My One And Only (Very Irresistible Bachelors 5)

“I am focused,” I assured him.

“Okay, give me your top three picks. Instinctively,” David challenged.

“Soho Lingerie, Robotron, and DesignPen.” I didn’t even hesitate. All three pitches were stuck in my brain—Soho Lingerie’s more than the others, for reasons I didn’t understand.

David tilted his head. “You weren’t sold on Soho Lingerie when I first suggested them. What changed?”

“The pitch was convincing. I think they can become huge if they move fast.”

A smile was playing on Becca’s lips. “There’s something you’re not telling us. You were acting weird when they came in.”

They both looked at me expectantly. If I said nothing, they’d only become more suspicious.

“Fine, I accidentally walked in on Tess Winchester while she was changing her bra or whatever.”

“Oh shit, that must have been awkward. Poor woman,” Becca said.

“Is she hot?” David asked instantly.

I cocked a brow at him.

“Forget that. ’Course she’s hot. I could tell that even though she had her clothes on. How much of an eyeful did you get?” he continued.

“Enough to make it awkward.” And for me to lose control of my mind and body, apparently.

“And wait, that was enough to throw you off your game? How long has it been since you’ve been with a woman?” David asked with a shit-eating grin.

“I date enough,” I replied without going into more detail. I didn’t like discussing my private life. Not that there was much to it besides dates and no-strings-attached sex.

“Will you two stop?” Becca chastised.

“No,” David answered at the same time I said, “Yes.”

“Come on, man, give me a visual,” David pleaded. “Just something to make my day better. And—"

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; I cut him off with a glare. “Let’s just get back to our topic. Anyway, that has nothing to do with the fact that they’re one of my top picks.”

“Those are my top three too,” Becca said. “But eventually we still have to narrow it down to one.”

“Well, we’re not choosing the finalists yet. We can invite at least twelve from the twenty teams to dinner and take it from there,” David said. I could tell he still wanted to talk about what I saw.

“Let’s think about this until tomorrow,” I said. “I don’t like spur-of-the-moment decisions.”

Becca smiled devilishly again. “Yes, we all know that.”

“You keep giving me shit, but you like all the processes I’ve set in place too.” It had been my idea to have standardized procedures for nearly everything.

“I know. I just like to make fun of you. Oh, and now I see frown lines. Time to get your stress ball back.” She tossed it back to me. “Well, since we’re not deciding today, I’m going back down to bust my interns’ balls some more.”

“I’m coming too,” David said.

The three of us were an unlikely group. At first glance, we didn’t have much in common.

David wasn’t much for following rules. He came to work wearing sneakers and jeans and would have been just as happy coaching a high school baseball team as he was running a million-dollar fund.

Becca shared his view on rules, but she liked to give him shit, not me...usually. She liked to indulge in the finer things in life and always showed up dressed to the nines.