Page 22 of My Five Daddies

I can’t help but wonder what I’m missing by not seeing them again. With each of them, I wanted more. I wanted to see how far we could take it. But I was never alone with any of them, and the idea of sleeping with all five of them at once… well, that’sinsane.

I mean, they didn’t seem to mind sharing me. But that was just kissing. Actually sleeping with them is an entirely different thing. I’m not exactly worried about them getting jealous, but I do wonder how I’d react to it all. Getting shared and passed around by five men was never a fantasy of mine, but the more I think aboutit…

I take a sharp breath and sip my hot coffee. I have to get myself together. I need to stop fantasizing about getting teamed up on by five incredibly rich and handsome men. It’s never going to happen, and I just have to move on with mylife.

I lose myself in a little work, but my phone ringing snaps me back into myself. It surprises the hell out of me, since I’ve never actually heard it ring before. I reach out and pick it up. “Hello?” I say, not sure who this couldbe.

“Is this Tori Myers? Marketingdepartment?”

“Yes, it is,” I say. The voice on the other end is female, older sounding,professional.

“Hi, Tori, this is Melissa, I’m Mr. Bainbridge’s secretary. He was wondering if you were available right now for achat.”

I wrack my brain, trying to remember who the hell Mr. Bainbridge is. I genuinely have noclue.

“Of course,” I say. “Where’s his officeagain?”

“Top floor, back corner. You can’t miss it, I’ll be right outfront.”

“Great,” I say. “I can head overnow.”

“See you in a minute.” She hangs up thephone.

I sit there a second, trying to remember. The name Bainbridge is familiar, but I don’t know everyone in this place yet. Most of the upper management people are complete mysteries to me. I could search it, but I don’t want to keep him waiting, whoever itis.

I get up and head upstairs, absently tugging at my skirt. I head toward the back corner and spot who I think is Melissa sitting at a desk outside of a large corneroffice.

“Hi there,” she says as I approach. “Tori?”

“That’s me,” I confirm. “Nice to meet you.” We shake handsquickly.

“He’s waiting for you. Go right onin.”

I turn to the door and spot a nameplate on the front. It saysWilliam Bainbridge, CEOand my heart skips abeat.

I’m going in to see the CEO and I didn’t even know it. Shit, I’m such an idiot. I need to pay closer attention. You’d think I’d know the CEO of my own company, but I’m so bad with names, and I’m so new at this job. I haven’t had a chance to learn themall.

I knock twice and step inside the odor. I shut it softly behind me and look up at the man sitting behind thedesk.

And I nearlyfaint.

“Hi, Tori.” He stands, that cocky grin on his face again, his handsome face, those familiarlips.

It’s him. It’s Will, from the club. “What, uh, hi, Will. What’s going on?” I look around, confused ashell.

He laughs softly. “You really don’tknow?”

“I, uh…” It clicks right then and there. He works in the recording industry, his name is a form of William… “Are you my fuckingboss?”

I regret cursing right away but he just laughs, clearly loving this. “The look on your face is incredible right now,” hesays.

“Why didn’t you tellme?”

“I didn’t know if I should,” he says. “Honestly, I thought aboutit.”

“You knew. I mean, I told you I work for thiscompany.”

“And I own it, yeah.” He shrugs alittle.

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