Entice - By Ella Frank Page 0,27

buzzed, and she glanced down.

DD: Of course, Shelly. Why else would I contact you?

Well, that kind of stung, Shelly thought with a wince, but he was right. That was the deal in place. Stopping in front of the elevator bank, Shelly leaned in and pushed the up button. Taking a step back, she typed.

It can work 1 of 2 ways. You can either text me or call to request the time. If I’m available, I’ll tell you.

After she hit send and the doors pinged open, Shelly got inside, standing at the back. Geez, this all seems so impersonal, business-like almost. Why not just ask for a fee, Monroe? She thought, mentally kicking herself. Why on earth did I decide to do this?

DD: Okay. I’m hard, horny, and want YOUR lips around my cock at 2 p.m. Can you make that happen?

That is why she did this.

Shelly felt her thighs clench, and her stomach flip upside down. The damn man was nowhere in sight, and she was already getting twitchy. Shelly glanced at her watch. It was just going on 1:30 p.m., and she knew she had her schedule blocked until 3 p.m.

Hmm, all the possibilities, but if she was going to be the one down on her knees doing all of the hard work, he should have to make an effort, too. Smiling, Shelly squeezed her thighs together, trying to ease the ache that had started to throb, and typed.

If you can work out where my office is by 2 p.m., I’ll make that happen.

Then, she hit send.

The elevator came to a stop at her floor, and she got out, walking down toward her office. She was almost there when she heard her name being called. Turning, she saw Lena coming down the hall, dressed in the usual scrubs and a lab coat.

“Hey there. I’m glad I caught you. Are you coming tonight?”

Pushing aside her little phone-tag game, Shelly tried to focus. “Ah, yes, actually. I hope you don’t mind me bringing someone.”

Lena smiled immediately. “No, not at all. Who are you bringing?”

Shelly knew this was not going to go over well. “Roger McKinney,” she mumbled quickly. It was almost—almost—comical the way Lena’s mouth fell open.

“Please tell me you’re joking?”

Shelly shrugged and shook her head. “Nope. I’m not.”

Lena raised a hand to rub her forehead. “Why would you want to date McKinney?”

Shelly laughed and moved past Lena, making her way to her office. Lena pivoted on her heel and jogged to catch up.

“I’m serious, Shelly. The guy is a hard ass who is balding.” She paused, and then accused triumphantly, “You told me you didn’t want to date a balding man!”

Shelly looked at her friend and shook her head slowly. “I told you I didn’t want to go on a blind date with a balding man. I know McKinney.” Shelly paused and sighed. “Plus the man’s been asking me out for three weeks. It was the easiest thing to do. And who knows—maybe he’s fun outside of work?”

Lena stood at the doorway of Shelly’s office and asked, “Have you lost your mind? Mason and I said go and get a guy to bang, not date, least of all McKinney!” Pretending to shudder, Lena asked, “Are you going to sleep with him?”

Shelly sat down in her chair and removed her phone, looking at it and then placing it down on the desk.

Still nothing, huh? Maybe he’d changed his mind when he realized she wouldn’t be the only one making an effort.

“No. I’m bringing him to dinner just to get him off my back…and also just to see if there’s even a remote possibility he’s relationship material.”

Lena threw her hands up in the air. “You’ve gone mad,” she rolled her eyes and shook her head. “No sex is making you mad.”

“Who said I’m not having sex?”

Lena froze, and then took a step forward, placing her palms on the back of the empty chair facing her.

“You had sex? With who?”

Shelly arched a brow and crossed one leg over the other. “Who I have sex with is not yours or Mason’s concern, and no, I haven’t had sex, but I had a really good orgasm.”

Lena stood back up, placing her hands on her hips. “By yourself doesn’t count.”

Licking her lips slowly, Shelly grinned. “It wasn’t by myself. Now, go! Leave! I need to finish up, so I can go to dinner with you and McKinney.”

Shelly stood and walked around the desk just as the phone vibrated on top of the stack of folders. Both