Eleven.

"Are you busy?"

I raised a brow at a smiling Bradley. I looked pointedly at my stack of papers and then back up at him. "What do you think?"

"Stupid question?"

"Stupid question." I agreed. I sighed. " Can I help you?"

He pursed his lips. "What happened to you calling me sir?"

I snorted. "You and your brother asked if I wanted to be in a threesome with you two."

His eyebrows raised. "We didn't ask you to join a threesome. We said we'd both like to date you. Separately."

I shrugged. "Semantics."

He laughed. "Okay." He sat down on the edge of my desk. Richmond had gone out for a smoke a while ago, and he'd said he wanted the paperwork done by the time he came back. Yet I looked up expectantly at Bradley. "What you can help me with is telling me if you're available tonight."

"Tonight." I echoed. He nodded, crossing his arms over his chest.

"If It's convenient of course." He shrugged his shoulders. "We could reschedule if you're busy." I shook my head quickly.

"No, tonight's perfect I ju