Page 34 of For Your Consideration

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Quinn

Hmmm *thinking emoji*

Noah

QUINN!!!

Quinn

I don’t know Noah…you’ve been a little mean lately.

Oli

He’s always a little mean. It’s part of his charm.

Will

Uh-oh

Noah

I am not MEAN! I kid around, most people (including all of you) find my sarcasm and wit charming.

I let out a sigh, put my phone face down on the table, and rubbed a hand down my face, exhausted by the day of being around people that expected me to talk.

“Hi, guys.” A woman came up beside me, her hand running along my shoulder. I tightened my jaw. “You look a little lonely over here.” She left her hand on my back while Jaxson bit his lip trying to hold in a laugh.

I hated this. This was not how I picked up women, not that I had any interest in it tonight. But even when I did, I was the pursuer.

The woman’s blonde hair was styled and her tits were pressing against me but it was doing nothing for me. Especially because her hair wasn’t the specific color of honey blonde I couldn’t get out of my head.

This woman didn’t hold a candle to Sutton.

When did she become my measuring stick?

“Are you from around here?” She practically purred the question at me as I sat there stiff as a board.

“Nope, just here for tonight,” Jaxson replied as I glared at him.

I stiffened as the woman leaned into me and whispered in my ear. “Want to get out of here? You look like the perfect man to rock my world for a night.” I moved my eyes to her as I smelled the alcohol on her breath. I ignored Jaxson as he held up his phone. I didn’t like whatever it was that he was doing.

“Not tonight,” I said as I leaned away from her. She looked me over and when she met my narrowed eyes she finally removed her fucking hand from me and cleared her throat.

Jaxson and I must have looked like easy bait, sitting here alone with no wedding rings on, drinking beer on a Tuesday night.

“What about you, handsome?” The woman looked toward Jaxson. My lips twitched as I took a sip of my beer. I normally preferred bourbon but it felt too pretentious to order that here when I was already in an expensive suit.

“I’m going to have to pass too,” Jaxson said, holding back a grimace.

“Your loss.” She shrugged as she continued on her perusal of another man.

“Not a word.” I pointed to Jaxson, shaking my head as he laughed.

Two hours later we were stepping into the elevator heading to our suites. The rest of the night had been uneventful and I was planning to head to my room and see if I could get Sutton to text with me. I had my hands on the railing and my head against the wall.

“Uh-oh.” Jaxson’s eyes darted to me. I lifted my eyebrow at him as he rubbed a hand over his head. “I didn’t think about the time difference when I sent a photo of that woman pressed against you to the group.” I looked at him, trying to figure out where this was going. “Q was still at work when the photo came in.”