The Playboy Challenge

ed to a shine that it hadn't shown in years. I'd opted for it to be pulled up into a bun. Ken had tried to fancy up the bun. She'd done a light make up for me. She'd had to go heavy on the c

ral pins on my person would cut me and I'll b

. I suddenly felt that I had a chance at winning this. Before bed last night, Ken had Googled photos of Ian O'Malley along with his hobbies and likes. The man was gorgeous with a capital g and I'd been intimidated as hell after staring at those intense blue eyes. Picture after picture revealed a suit clad man who looked like he'd stepped off a GQ magazine. Very dark brown hair cut longer on top

all the money from my bank I

d go. Whenever you're safe, find a way to co

watery. "You've been w

ith a smile.

is isn't goodbye. This is good

back. Just as

ever disturbed you if you paid your rent on time. I was glad I had paid two months with the VIP bartending gig. It felt like a lifetime away

come splash of e

ther side of the planet from the shitty neighbourhood we lived in. It was nothing too

st of the seats were occupied. Single men having brunch, a few couples, some tables

er moan. Oh God! That was the stuff. It was at that exact moment I realized I wasn't alone. I looked up, startled to find two men standing over me. The man on the left had thick red hair and thick red beard, freckles galore on his face, bright green eye

inking coffee like and making sex noises. I had always blushed easily and from the heat I could feel on my face, I knew my face was b

e you?"

ho are you?"

. The own

up. "Oh God. I'm sorry. Are you here to kick me out? Was I

atively. And I haven't ever had a better review of my coffee. Your genuine reaction was pricel

utterly charming. "It's the best thing that

at I had said. My God! I was making all sorts of first impressions. I was a walking

urse y

e the topic. I stood up. "Leno

t you." Then he bent and kis

ce was just as wonderful as the rest of him. Low, strong and precise. The w

and I standing staring awkwardly at each other. I wonder what he was seeing as he looked at me. All I could see wer

?" His smile was small, enticing.

lighted his size and the width of his shoulders. The polo shirt he was wearing strained against his biceps and shoulders. As I made to sit, I knocked down the napkin that had been on the table. I immediately bent under the table to retrieve it and came face to face with a pronounced bulge trapped b

y want to be the poor schmuck th

vil. And she had no right

I had the barely suppressed urge to tell him that I hadn't given him leave to refer to me so informally. Because Christ, if

itch? When had sensible Lenora left the building and made way for the naught

y a server with a notepad. "Do

could probably afford- something. I'd have to forget about meals for- I didn't even know

was a millionaire, he could afford whatever fancy food was his regular. I'd have to take out a loan to pay for

n

for me. For godsake I was hear to seduce him or something, not to have him

can't

ething. We are just two s

edy the bit about being strangers inste

t what this is about? You think if

ger was coming from, but it was coming in large supply. I did want him to want to fuck me. What woman wouldn't? The man looked like sex on legs, but to be reduced to a transaction was disgusting. Brunch for sex anyone? Ma

He sat back, large and imposing, eyes dark. "When I take you to bed Lenora Gason, it'll be because you beg for it and trust me, you'll beg. Because you won't be able to go one more second without having my ha

ver blown reaction when it was literally swimming with desire. I wanted to say fuck food, get on my knee

h our food and I peeked at my brunch companion as often as I could. He looked content to eat without paying me any attention and a bout of disappointment filled me. Was he already regretting ever sitting

he bathroom. Uhm

tly, his face revea

talls. I immediately dialed Ken's phone. It took too long fo

Are yo

ve." A pause "How's it going? I guess it didn't work hunh? God! You were right. It was a

o matter how productive we had tried to be, I don't think two of us would eve

ce. All screwed up in horror. I laug

m not even sure we are going to make it past today-"

en

all you

myself. I'm not leaving you here." Before I could protest, the line had gone dead and the knock on the stall was getting more persi

Sheila owes you fiv

stupidly

e lashes and pumped up lips. She handed me a was of cash, then turned back to the mirror to reapply her lipstick, grumbling about doing dirty wor

she suddenly spun around. "How did you

?" I asked

throwing her head back and laughing

I probably don't want to know. I just want to get

thing

ably be happy to have her at his table instead. She wouldn't freak out about him paying for her food and stare at him like a sex starved person, which I was. It was for