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seat and stared at her. She seemed too happy about this client. It made me nervous.
    “Okay, who is this new client that has you so excited?”
    She scooted the chair around my desk until she was sitting right next to me. She plopped some pictures down in front of me. I looked them over and was amazed at what I saw.
    The house was gorgeous. It would become the biggest house we had decorated so far if we got the chance. It looked to be about 10,000 square feet of amazingness . We had always wanted to decorate a multimillion dollar home and it looked like now we had the opportunity.
    “Whose house is this?” I asked still flipping through the pictures of the interior.
    “Well, David said one of his teammates liked what we did to his house and thought maybe we could decorate his home. David said he took one look at our website and decided he wanted us to design his house.”
    I continued to scroll through the pictures. It didn’t look like there was much done to the house so far. I knew I would have to visit the home to get a better look, but it had so much potential to be a huge payoff for us. I flipped through some more pictures and saw the owner standing outside the house.
    My mouth dropped opened.
    I pointed to him in the picture and looked at Stacy.
    “We are going to design his house?” I asked.
    She smiled looking so excited.
    “Yes! Isn’t it great! I have to say, getting David to send us some clients really has paid off! You can now tell me ‘I told you so’,” she said patting me on the back.
    The picture was of Keith Morgan, starting wide receiver and my wet dream. He was the reason I got so hot and bothered at David’s games.
    The object of my obsession was staring at me through the picture. My mouth started to water and I could feel my body start to sweat. I could not take my eyes off the picture.
    “Hannah?”
    I am not sure if I heard anything she said. I was too busy thinking about the beautiful man that was in front of me.
    He was a delectable specimen of a man. I was in love with his dark skin and long dreads. His smile in the picture was perfect and you could see the outline of his taut body through his shirt.
    Stacey was trying to act dumb now but, she knew that I always fantasized about having him in my bed. The only thing that stopped me was David.
    Damn! I thought. I promised him that I would not get involved with another one of his teammates. I wanted to scream.
    In the background, Stacy was going on and on about how amazingly huge his house was and how easy this project was going to be.
    I in turn could not stop thinking about wrapping my mouth around his dick and having him fuck my brains out even if it meant having David kill me or disown me for doing it.
    I think Stacy knew me well enough to know that look in my eyes. The look I get when I see another sexual conquest.
    “Hannah!”
    I snapped back into focus and looked at her.
    “What?”
    She shook her head.
    “Don’t you even think about it!”
    I pretended like I didn’t know what she was talking about.
    “What?”
    She folded her arms across her chest.
    “Look, Hannah,” she began.
    I already knew what she was going to say before she said it. I get this lecture quite often.
    “You have to stay professional on this one. I know you have a major crush on this guy but I need you to listen. This is our first big client and we cannot build a reputation that we fuck our clients.”
    She must be really serious about this one. She actually cursed. I was slightly offended.
    Just slightly.
    “Stacey, I know. I will be extremely professional on this one. This is our big break!”
    She could see right through me.
    “Hannah, promise me.”
    I raised my right hand.
    “I PROMISE!”
    Not only did I have David telling me not to sleep with Keith but now Stacey was telling me not to. I was hoping that was enough to keep me off him. I couldn’t be sure.
    She stared at me for a few seconds and then she smiled.
    “Okay, let’s get started on