a runway in Milan—that perfect mix of delicate features and high cheekbones packaged in an otherwise mouth-watering, masculine frame.
Valerie was smiling like a newly crowned beauty queen when she came around the table and took her seat next to Levi. As she began the interview, discussing his previous work experience and whatnot, Levi found himself becoming sadder over the fact he couldn’t stop thinking about Jake.
“We do a lot of evening events, naturally,” Valerie said, “and oftentimes have to step outside of typical roles within the company—”
“Mmm,” Levi nodded, only half paying attention at this point, “very true.”
If a man that was as gorgeous as Angelo couldn’t manage to make Levi forget about every other man on the planet, including Jake-fucking-Freeman, there was a serious problem brewing. It was a frightening thought that now had Levi completely freaked.
“Occasionally, we also organize private events that require staff, bartenders and waiters to be shirtless. Would that be a problem for you?” Valerie asked.
Levi scowled, wondering what the hell she was talking about. He started to interject when an even more terrifying thought crept into his brain. What if there truly was only one other person out there for everyone? Obviously, not everyone waited for or found their perfect one , which would certainly explain the divorce rate in this country. But if there was a one for everyone and if his one were Jake, Levi was screwed, because Jake hadn’t waited for him like he had Jake!
What an asshole!
Levi looked over at Valerie, half expecting a high-five as she yelled, “Hell yeah… he’s a total asshole!”
Instead he found her looking up at a shirtless Angelo, who was smiling and laughing right along with her from across the table as he turned, providing a mouth-watering 360 degree view of his well-muscled physique.
“Oh my God!” Levi shot up from his seat, startling the two of them.
His arms began flailing as his foot caught on a chair leg, before getting tangled up with one another. Before he could say the words, sexual harassment lawsuit , he was falling backward, unable to grab a hold of the table, or the chair which was already lying on its side, or Valerie who actually recoiled from him instead of reaching out to try and prevent him from ending up on his ass.
Levi closed his eyes, expecting the pain to reverberate through his body the instant he hit the hardwoods. He grunted, rather indelicately, feeling a pair of sturdy arms around his back. Realizing he was no longer suffering the effects of gravity, he opened one eye to see Angelo staring down at him.
“I got ya,” Angelo said, slowing lifting him back up to his feet.
Levi was mortified, naturally, even more so after whispering, “Damn, you smell good.”
Angelo started laughing, finally letting go of Levi but refusing to vacate his air space. “Thank you for the lovely, albeit unusual compliment.”
Valerie looked pissed, staring at the floor like she was considering throwing herself across the room in hopes Angelo would rescue her as well.
Levi took several steps back, needing some distance from the Angelo-scent and sights before him. “My deepest apologies for my associate’s rude, objectifying behavior.”
“I don’t mind.” Angelo winked at Levi, a cocky smile sitting comfortably across his face. “Though I was a little insulted over the fact it took you so long to take notice of all this.”
Levi’s mouth fell open slightly, unsure how to respond to that.
“I work out… like a lot.”
Levi laughed, somehow catching on that he was both flirting with him and kidding around.
“Obviously you’re hired.”
“Yay!!” Valerie said, clapping. “Sexy minion.”
Angelo looked at her funny. “You’re a bit of an odd bird aren’t you?”
“Ignore her please… and you can put your shirt back on, please, sorry again that anyone asked you to undress.”
He smirked. “Too distracting for you
Valerie was smiling like a newly crowned beauty queen when she came around the table and took her seat next to Levi. As she began the interview, discussing his previous work experience and whatnot, Levi found himself becoming sadder over the fact he couldn’t stop thinking about Jake.
“We do a lot of evening events, naturally,” Valerie said, “and oftentimes have to step outside of typical roles within the company—”
“Mmm,” Levi nodded, only half paying attention at this point, “very true.”
If a man that was as gorgeous as Angelo couldn’t manage to make Levi forget about every other man on the planet, including Jake-fucking-Freeman, there was a serious problem brewing. It was a frightening thought that now had Levi completely freaked.
“Occasionally, we also organize private events that require staff, bartenders and waiters to be shirtless. Would that be a problem for you?” Valerie asked.
Levi scowled, wondering what the hell she was talking about. He started to interject when an even more terrifying thought crept into his brain. What if there truly was only one other person out there for everyone? Obviously, not everyone waited for or found their perfect one , which would certainly explain the divorce rate in this country. But if there was a one for everyone and if his one were Jake, Levi was screwed, because Jake hadn’t waited for him like he had Jake!
What an asshole!
Levi looked over at Valerie, half expecting a high-five as she yelled, “Hell yeah… he’s a total asshole!”
Instead he found her looking up at a shirtless Angelo, who was smiling and laughing right along with her from across the table as he turned, providing a mouth-watering 360 degree view of his well-muscled physique.
“Oh my God!” Levi shot up from his seat, startling the two of them.
His arms began flailing as his foot caught on a chair leg, before getting tangled up with one another. Before he could say the words, sexual harassment lawsuit , he was falling backward, unable to grab a hold of the table, or the chair which was already lying on its side, or Valerie who actually recoiled from him instead of reaching out to try and prevent him from ending up on his ass.
Levi closed his eyes, expecting the pain to reverberate through his body the instant he hit the hardwoods. He grunted, rather indelicately, feeling a pair of sturdy arms around his back. Realizing he was no longer suffering the effects of gravity, he opened one eye to see Angelo staring down at him.
“I got ya,” Angelo said, slowing lifting him back up to his feet.
Levi was mortified, naturally, even more so after whispering, “Damn, you smell good.”
Angelo started laughing, finally letting go of Levi but refusing to vacate his air space. “Thank you for the lovely, albeit unusual compliment.”
Valerie looked pissed, staring at the floor like she was considering throwing herself across the room in hopes Angelo would rescue her as well.
Levi took several steps back, needing some distance from the Angelo-scent and sights before him. “My deepest apologies for my associate’s rude, objectifying behavior.”
“I don’t mind.” Angelo winked at Levi, a cocky smile sitting comfortably across his face. “Though I was a little insulted over the fact it took you so long to take notice of all this.”
Levi’s mouth fell open slightly, unsure how to respond to that.
“I work out… like a lot.”
Levi laughed, somehow catching on that he was both flirting with him and kidding around.
“Obviously you’re hired.”
“Yay!!” Valerie said, clapping. “Sexy minion.”
Angelo looked at her funny. “You’re a bit of an odd bird aren’t you?”
“Ignore her please… and you can put your shirt back on, please, sorry again that anyone asked you to undress.”
He smirked. “Too distracting for you
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