“Niall! She’s done. Leah, get dressed.”
Niall jumped. “The boss is grumpy.” He stepped back and reached out his hand to help me up. “I’ll be at the Wallaby later if you want to have a drink.”
“Thanks Niall,” I said, with my eye on Sebastian.
His jaw clenched and his eyes were dark as he stood with his hands on his hips. “Leah. When you’re dressed, come to my office.” It was a command that should have made me nervous, but instead, it made me wet. Since I had no panties on, it felt like it was dripping down my thighs.
“She’s here to help you with online media and marketing only, Niall.”
“Yes sir, but the camera loves her. She could sell a ton—”
“I don’t care.”
Niall held his hands up in surrender. “It’s your company.”
“Yes, it is.” He turned and strode out the door.
Niall looked at me. “He’s not happy. I heard you were close. Is he like a father figure to you?”
“He’s not old enough to be my father.”
“He’s old enough.” Niall took the camera to the computer to deal with the shots he just took. “I like working here, so maybe you could change and get to his office and help save my job.”
I laughed. “I won’t let him toss you, Niall.” I started to go to the dressing room but stopped. “Can I have copies of those pictures?”
“I guess so. It doesn’t appear he’ll want to use them.”
I gave him my phone number to text them to me, knowing it also gave him a chance to call me. That could work in my favor if it made Sebastian jealous.
I couldn’t fucking believe it. I sent her to share shit on social media and Niall had her half-naked, holding the new dildo up to her lips like a vixen. Jesus, I’d have a hardon for the rest of my life with that image seared in my brain.
The look in Niall’s eyes as he watched her made me want to toss him down from the twenty-eight-story window. And she fucking liked it. She was flirting back at him. Since when was Leah a flirt? Had she taken my no and found another man to take her V-card? Was Niall her new recruit?
No fucking way. Not while I was around.
I paced my office as I waited for her to come. I didn’t know what to say, but I was going to put the kibosh on her and Niall.
“You wanted to see me?”
“Shut the door.” My tone was angrier than it should have been, but she simply pursed her lips at me like I was a petulant child and shut the door. “What the hell were you thinking?”
“I was doing as my new advisor asked.”
I saw red, and she stared at me like she was bored.
“I didn’t send you down there to model or act like a porn star.”
“What’s wrong with that? You peddle in sex, Sebastian. In fact, it’s your goal to make it less taboo. So what if I take a few pictures with your wares?”
“Your father will kick my ass.”
“Back to that.” She shook her head. “I don’t need my father’s permission or yours for that matter.”
“The hell you don’t!” I roared at her as I moved toward her. “This is my company and I say what my employees do and don’t do.”
“Unless your board will be unhappy.” She reminded me of the excuse I’d given her for not giving into my desire the day before. “They might like the pictures and agree with Niall that they’ll sell, making them lots of money.”
I felt like my head was going to explode. “Your father is on the board, and I know for a fact, he wouldn’t like that.”
“But if I was okay with it, he’d be okay with it. He’s supportive like that.”
I could only stare at her. “Yesterday you told me you didn’t have any experience, and now you’re flaunting your tits in front of Niall James.”
She shrugged. “Someone has to teach me and he seems open to it.”
What the fuck? Was she yanking my chain or was she really going to let Niall fuck her? “So, you’re okay with anyone? Doesn’t matter as long as he has a dick? Just because I gave you an orgasm, doesn’t mean you’re ready to take on the world of men. I’m trying to protect you here, Leah.”
I saw a small crack in her veneer of strength. “You lost your input in the situation when you walked out yesterday. I won’t deny that I enjoyed what we did, but I deserved better.”
She was right, but I wasn’t going to give in. “And you think Niall will treat you better than me? Do you think he knows more about pleasing a woman than me?” What the fuck was I doing? It sounded like I was pleading a case for her to choose me.