“My harem?” I laughed at her remark, but one look at her showed me she was serious.
Mia looked pissed, her hands placed firmly on her hips and a scowl on her face.
“What’s the problem here, Mia? Are you jealous that I called up a few of my friends to come in and save the day? Because, frankly, they were the only ones available that had a shot of helping us.”
“I’m not jealous. I just hadn’t realized that all your friends were models.” Her nostrils flared; she was seriously pissed. Ginger and Alexa were making their way over, and I hoped they weren’t going to make this worse. Not on purpose, at least. They had no idea what the situation was with Mia.
“Terry, we were told to go off and have lunch. What do you say we put you on that menu?” Ginger wiggled her eyes and pushed her breasts out to me suggestively. Damn, that was such a tempting offer.
I choked back a laugh, coughing to hide it. “Thanks, ladies. I would certainly love to have that sandwich, but I’ve gotta get some stuff together for Alexa’s shoot.”
“Rain check?” both ladies asked at the same time.
“You bet,” I said. My good mood at seeing the ladies dissipated quickly when I saw the hurt on Mia’s face. “Sorry.”
“Oh, no. Please, what could you possibly have to be sorry for? You’re only scheduling threesomes right under my nose!” Mia exclaimed.
“Could you lower your voice?” A few heads had snapped in our direction. “What do you care? I’m not anything to you, remember?”
Mia looked frustrated.
I couldn’t resist having a little fun with her. “Have you ever had a threesome?”
“What? Ew! No, I would never do that!” Her expression told me she was completely disgusted with me.
“Come on, Mia, don’t be such a prude. It’s not all bad.”
“It’s not all bad? Why would I want two men to take turns having sex with me?”
I laughed. “Maybe it doesn’t have to be two guys. Maybe it’s you and another girl letting a guy take turns with both of you. That’s the way it went down with Ginger.”
“Even more repulsive. And I didn’t ask for those details, so please don’t share anymore,” she spat.
“Oh, relax, Mia. I wasn’t going to give you the blow-by-blow.” Mia looked even more irritated with me than earlier, if that was even possible. I enjoyed the way she was biting her lip to keep from screaming. Her hazel eyes were all bugged out, and the way her hands rested on her hips really pushed out her breasts. She was a beautiful sight.
“I appreciate that.”
“Go, Mia. Go back to work. I’m sure you have a million things to do. Ginger, Alexa, and I get along just fine. We’ll be fine without you,” I told her, winking.
“You’re a pig,” she told me before turning on her heel and storming away from me.
Thankfully, she collected Ally, and the two of them left the shoot together. The rest of the day went off without a hitch.