Hunky Daddies For An Innocent Lady

Elle noticed a small piece of spinach lodged between the other woman's front teeth. It was quite an eyesore, and she felt compelled to inform her about it. However, upon checking her watch, Elle realized that she wasn't actually late. She had a couple of minutes to spare, which was unusual for her since she preferred to be early. Nevertheless, she didn't think the woman would appreciate hearing about the fifteen minutes she had spent panicking in the parking lot.The temptation to flee was strong. Elle had been searching for a reason to escape, and now she had one. But she pondered on her other options. Reluctantly, she pushed aside her fears and mustered a bright smile. "Who are you?" she asked, trying to maintain a positive demeanor.The other woman simply sniffed and looked down her nose at Elle. Clearly, she wasn't impressed. "It's not eight-fifteen yet," Elle pointed out, hoping to defend herself."Everyone else was here early," the woman retorted.Elle plastered on a cheerful s

She had to move. She’d already embarrassed herself. Now, she had to pick herself up, leave the stage, and catch the bus home. Walk a few blocks. Then, cry herself to sleep without Brooks noticing. And he was the most observant sixteen-year-old she’d ever met, living in a tiny one-bedroom apartment that made it pretty impossible. “Oh, babe. Are you okay?”She opened her eyes to see Caramel standing there, looking concerned. At least she wasn’t laughing at her. She had heard someone laugh after she fell. Who was that?“I could use some help getting up,” she said in a husky voice. This wasn’t good. Not good at all. Why did she think her back could handle this? It could handle the dancing if she didn’t go overboard... but pulling herself up and down and twisting around a pole? No way. Caramel didn’t move to help her, though. Instead, she tensed and looked away. Great. She guessed she’d have to crawl out of here. At least she wouldn’t have to see these people again, right? “Are you i

"A fox?" she questioned as he carried her through a corridor and into his office. Thankfully, they had entered through the back entrance."Hmm. A female fox can sound like a distressed person," he explained."Seriously?" She wiped away her tears, attempting to conceal her face. She didn't want to frighten the poor guy half to death."Yes, they emit a similar cry when they're looking to mate."She stared at him in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me.""I assure you, I'm not." He gently placed her on the couch and perched himself on the old coffee table in front of her. He handed her the box of tissues from beside him."Thanks," she muttered, taking a few tissues.He observed as she tidied herself up, which was quite embarrassing. Once she finished, she scanned the room for a trash bin."What are you searching for?""Um, somewhere to dispose of these tissues."He extended his hand towards her. She glanced down at it, wondering what he wanted. A high-five? Strange, but alright.She s

"It was all about Lucy being a jerk and talking to people in ways she shouldn't.""Didn't seem to bother you in the past.""It has always bothered me."Yeah, he didn't like that. "You should have told me. Do you want her gone?""Not right now. I don't have time to do her job as well.""We'll hire someone else.""Actually, I have another plan for that—""Gomez? Sorry to interrupt, but we need you," Nate, the head bartender, interrupted them."Go take care of that," Saber ordered. That would give him time to do what he really wanted.Check out whoever Gomez had in his office. Who had him all twisted up.* * *Elle was ready for the door to open, and as soon as it did, she stepped forward, her finger pointing up in the air. "Listen here, mister. You might be stronger, smarter, and richer than me, definitely better-looking than me, but that doesn't give you the right to lock me up!"She froze as she got closer to the broad chest in front of her. A wide chest that was even larger than she

"I've already mentioned how I feel about you lying, Spitfire," I said sternly."My back isn't bothering me that much anymore. I actually have some painkillers in my bag. I was planning on taking them on the way home," I explained."You're going to take them now," Saber ordered, getting up from the couch. "And you're going to sit."Realizing it was best not to argue, I complied with his request."No one will like you if you're constantly arguing," Nan chimed in. "Thanks, Nan. Although, this time, I think not arguing might be the best idea," I replied.Winning a fight against Drake Saber seemed nearly impossible. He definitely seemed like the type who would fight dirty.I moved over to the couch and sat down as Saber disappeared into the attached bathroom."If she had stayed where I told her to, she would already be sitting down," Gomez commented.I wanted to glare at him and tell him I wasn't a dog to be commanded, but he was my new boss.Be nice. You need this job.Saber returned wit