Chapter 3

“I’m deciding whether to put together an art gallery here,” Hayden added, though I barely heard him.

At that, Fredi sat up. “Where? Are you looking for artists?”

Hayden briefly glanced at him. “Oh, I know all about you, Mr. Zimmer. I’ve had my eye on you and your work for quite a while.”

When Fredi leaned across Vic to talk to Hayden, Vic got up and gestured to his brother to switch seats. Suddenly, I was sitting next to the intense Vic, who turned his body and rested a hand on the back of my chair. My natural instinct to clam up in the face of incredible charisma threatened to overtake me, while my dick pleaded with me to ignore my innate shyness.

From my other side, Jimmy leaned a little over me to ask Vic, “When do you start work? Are you looking for clients? Guy and I want to put our portfolios together.”