Page 48 of Breathless Recruiter

“Wyatt…” She battered her eyelashes.

I shook my head. “You’re not putting on my uniform again. I still can’t get the chest to lay flat.”

She reached into the collar of her shirt, giving each of her breasts a quick lift. “These girls are fighting crime in their own way—lure them in and smother.” Arthur shielded his eyes as she shook her chest back and forth. When she caught me stealing a peek, she pointed to her eyes. “You’ve already fallen into their trap.”

She flicked Arthur behind the ear as she moved to the counter with the coffeepot. I wouldn’t say it out loud, but Janetandher ladies scared me. That’s a battle I never wanted to fight.

Orion’s eyes hadn’t dimmed. “I’m not finding anything to worry about. Just the usual chloride in the water. A few villains on the dark web are trying to acquire planet-destroying technology. Everything about the HeroApp™ is… good.”

Arthur’s shoulders relaxed as he massaged his neck. “That’s good, I guess? Maybe Titan showing up wasn’t a bad thing? I guess I’ll call that disaster a success?”

“I had a good time!” All eyes turned to me. Obviously, it’s not the right time to admit to a glorious two days. Where did I start? Discord? Dustin? Discord being Dustin? I crossed my arms, refusing to back down. “Well, I did.”

Janet slid her phone in front of me while she sipped coffee from her ‘World’s Best Employee’ mug. “Could it have anything to do with that sexy hunk of hero by your side?”

The people in the audience had taken hundreds of photos of us fighting Titan. As I scrolled through them, I couldn’t help but smile. It ended with the two of us hovering over a fallen bad guy. Janet swiped her phone before I could scroll through it a second time.

“Mr. Wyatt Supreme.” Janet leaned back, inspecting me as if she might attack. Inch-by-inch, she grew closer, taking a deep inhale. “Is somebody shagging on the job? You and Mr. Beef went back to your place to play ‘hide the weasel?’”

I had so many questions. Her words might not make sense, but the inquisitive glances from the rest of the table suggested their meaning. Even Orion leaned forward, his eyes returning to normal.

“Confess, or I scan security footage.” He would. Did we have the curtains drawn when Dustin straddled my lap? Orion could have had drones spying on me. I needed to reconsider my list of friends.

“Discord and I have a professional relationship.”

“Something smells fishy,” Orion said.

Drew reached out, clasping my wrist. “You don’t have to share anything you don’t want?—”

“I had sex!”

Drew froze for a moment before leaping over the table and wrapping his arms around my neck. Janet held her fist out, waiting until I bumped knuckles with her. “That’s my boy. Did you wreck him? Wait, did he wreck you? Tell me all the salacious details. Hung? Power top? Greedy?—”

“Janet!” Arthur got up from the table. He had reached his shenanigans quota, and there would be words. “I need to have a meeting with Human Resources.”

“Didn’t you hear? I’m now the Chief Purpose Officer.”

“You don’t even know what that is!” He took her by the hand, guiding her to the door.

“Like you do?”

“Not the point.” He gave her a shove through the doorway. Before exiting, he shot me a wink and gave me a thumbs-up. It was the same smile he had when he talked about Ricardo. I knew they were in love, but for the first time, I thought I understood that goofy expression. “Find what makes you happy, Wyatt.”

Drew waited until Janet’s yelling vanished down the hallway. He hadn’t pulled himself off the table. “Is it him?” He had one hand up to his mouth as he whispered. The other pointed down.

I glanced under the table. Why would Dustin be under?—

“It’s Dustin.”

“How’d you?—”

“The printer saw you on top of him the other day. The vending machine in the lobby caught you sharing chocolate with him.”

Drew’s eyes widened. “You really do like him.” He rested his chin on his hands, batting his eyelashes at me. “I’m happy for you, big guy.”

“Thanks.”

I thought about telling them about leaping from the spandex closet and confessing my identity to Dustin. I trusted he wouldn’t tell, but I didn’t know how either of them would react.

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