them and I’ll come get you.” He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and rushed out the door, shutting it gently behind him.
I took a moment to fuss with my hair. Blake had given me a bad case of ‘just been fucked’ bed head and I wanted to look a little more like a professional and a lot less like a woman who’d just rolled out of a man’s bed. Then finding my underwear was dry, I strapped in the girls and put on my panties, relieved I no longer had to go commando.
True to his word, he was back before I knew it and brought me down to the living room. My heart stumbled when I saw the pure stud-of-the-month testosterone filling the room. I shot Blake a questioning look. Had he hired the Chippendales or something? He just shrugged.
There were four guys who all looked like they could carry women, one in each arm, without breaking a sweat. They wore tight, tight T-shirts that strained to cover their bulging pecs and biceps. The men also had the square jaws of superheroes and the physiques of underwear models.
While I looked at them with a mix of awe and wonder, they regarded me with suspicion. I caught more than a few narrowed eyes.
Blake cleared his throat. “Everyone, this is Ruby. Ruby, this is my team.”
“Your team for what?” I goggled at the men. “Tennis doubles? Ping pong? What?”
Somebody guffawed, finding me amusing.
Blake just raised his eyebrows. “Just my team. We work together.”
Someone else snorted.
“Okay. So they work on your magic shows with you?” I didn’t know magic had teams, but I wasn’t exactly an expert by any means. Besides, hadn’t Blake said something about a competition? I could think of a few tricks that might be fun to watch with his crew. Ones that involved very little clothing. Sure, Blake was hot and I was very into monogamy, but something about all those men in such a confined space overwhelmed my senses. If Blake was caffeine, these guys together were like speed for my libido. They made my imagination overheat.
The guys laughed at my question. It seemed everything I said was amusing. One of them, a surfer blond type, slapped his knee. Blake glared at them each in turn. “We all have business to conduct and we’ll be professional about it, right?”
The men nodded and tried to look serious, but more than one cracked a smile. They were a lot less suspicious of me now. Good to know all it took was being funny. If they knew the truth about me, they probably wouldn’t be feeling so chummy.
“So, names, the guy over there with the bald head is Mark. Blondie here is Steve. The other blond is Dan and the redhead is Finn.” Blake pointed to the men in turn and they all gave me a sharp nod, almost like a salute.
I nodded back with a warm smile. “Hi guys. Nice to meet you.”
Blake waited while the guys said ‘Hi’ back and then said, “Now, we’ll all be sharing the Riad.”
“Wait a minute,” protested Finn, the red head. “That’s going to compromise--”
Blake made a sharp slicing motion with his hand and cut him off. “Nothing. We will work around each other.” To me, he said, “I’m going to ask you to not go past your suite and the common living areas. No going into any other rooms unless I’m there, okay?”
“Sure, no problem.” Although, the room stuffed like an electronics store preparing for Black Friday came to mind. However, since I hadn’t seen anything beyond the equipment, I decided not to mention it.
Blake gestured toward the stairs leading up to the bedroom suites.“Okay, well that’s that. It’s getting late, I’m ready for bed. Ruby, you and I will meet here at seven a.m. to start working on the trick for the magic competition.”
“Umm, Blake?” I leaned in close and lowered my voice. “I don’t have any clothes or a toothbrush, remember? I probably should go shopping tomorrow.”
He shook his head. “Make a list. I’ll get everything. I don’t want you leaving the Riad right now.” To the guys, he
I took a moment to fuss with my hair. Blake had given me a bad case of ‘just been fucked’ bed head and I wanted to look a little more like a professional and a lot less like a woman who’d just rolled out of a man’s bed. Then finding my underwear was dry, I strapped in the girls and put on my panties, relieved I no longer had to go commando.
True to his word, he was back before I knew it and brought me down to the living room. My heart stumbled when I saw the pure stud-of-the-month testosterone filling the room. I shot Blake a questioning look. Had he hired the Chippendales or something? He just shrugged.
There were four guys who all looked like they could carry women, one in each arm, without breaking a sweat. They wore tight, tight T-shirts that strained to cover their bulging pecs and biceps. The men also had the square jaws of superheroes and the physiques of underwear models.
While I looked at them with a mix of awe and wonder, they regarded me with suspicion. I caught more than a few narrowed eyes.
Blake cleared his throat. “Everyone, this is Ruby. Ruby, this is my team.”
“Your team for what?” I goggled at the men. “Tennis doubles? Ping pong? What?”
Somebody guffawed, finding me amusing.
Blake just raised his eyebrows. “Just my team. We work together.”
Someone else snorted.
“Okay. So they work on your magic shows with you?” I didn’t know magic had teams, but I wasn’t exactly an expert by any means. Besides, hadn’t Blake said something about a competition? I could think of a few tricks that might be fun to watch with his crew. Ones that involved very little clothing. Sure, Blake was hot and I was very into monogamy, but something about all those men in such a confined space overwhelmed my senses. If Blake was caffeine, these guys together were like speed for my libido. They made my imagination overheat.
The guys laughed at my question. It seemed everything I said was amusing. One of them, a surfer blond type, slapped his knee. Blake glared at them each in turn. “We all have business to conduct and we’ll be professional about it, right?”
The men nodded and tried to look serious, but more than one cracked a smile. They were a lot less suspicious of me now. Good to know all it took was being funny. If they knew the truth about me, they probably wouldn’t be feeling so chummy.
“So, names, the guy over there with the bald head is Mark. Blondie here is Steve. The other blond is Dan and the redhead is Finn.” Blake pointed to the men in turn and they all gave me a sharp nod, almost like a salute.
I nodded back with a warm smile. “Hi guys. Nice to meet you.”
Blake waited while the guys said ‘Hi’ back and then said, “Now, we’ll all be sharing the Riad.”
“Wait a minute,” protested Finn, the red head. “That’s going to compromise--”
Blake made a sharp slicing motion with his hand and cut him off. “Nothing. We will work around each other.” To me, he said, “I’m going to ask you to not go past your suite and the common living areas. No going into any other rooms unless I’m there, okay?”
“Sure, no problem.” Although, the room stuffed like an electronics store preparing for Black Friday came to mind. However, since I hadn’t seen anything beyond the equipment, I decided not to mention it.
Blake gestured toward the stairs leading up to the bedroom suites.“Okay, well that’s that. It’s getting late, I’m ready for bed. Ruby, you and I will meet here at seven a.m. to start working on the trick for the magic competition.”
“Umm, Blake?” I leaned in close and lowered my voice. “I don’t have any clothes or a toothbrush, remember? I probably should go shopping tomorrow.”
He shook his head. “Make a list. I’ll get everything. I don’t want you leaving the Riad right now.” To the guys, he
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