Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

TABITHA

Sid slammed the bottle of beer on the table. "This was needed," he breathed. "That guy asks so many questions."

"You didn't say how he never fails to show his disinterest," Ron shook his head.

"I like how he seems hard to get. I thrive on clients like this one."

We all let out a groan at Jon's words.

I rolled my eyes. "You know what, Jon. If dealing with stubborn people is what you 'thrive on', why don't you consider a profession as a therapist, huh?"

Ron chuckled as he reclined in his seat and raised his legs and rested them on the table. "He should juggle being a therapist and a high school teacher. High schoolers are fucking impossible."

Sid guffawed. "I agree with you both. And you Tabitha, why don't you consider a full time profession as your boss' side chick?"

I looked up to find Sid's gaze on me.

"What?" I frowned.

The rest of the guys laughed. "Everyone saw how you stared at his body as he stepped out of the water," Jon supplied, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Oh," I reclined in my seat. "That."

"Bitch. You practically eyefucked him," Sid yelled.

I shook my head before I threw my head back. "He's so hot," I moaned out and I felt my thighs clench just at the memory of how he had got out of that tank in all his glory, the water dripping from every part of him, the imprint of his member visible through the flimsy towel. Right there and then, I'd have given anything to press myself against him, but I couldn't blow our cover.

"Why not just seduce him instead of using the long cut?" Jon suggested, a smirk on his lips.

I arched my brows at him. "Don't you thrive on the long cut?"

it feels

got balls, why don't you come

all threw their heads

dude, I don't see you making a move, what's up?"

boss we're talking about here. I've tried but it's like that man thinks about nothing but his wife and

smirked. "This should be written down and dated. The one and only Tabitha failed to seduce

I fought the

They laughed harder.

I wanted Dennis. His loyalty even made me even harder for him, his disinterest made me want him

then? See if you've still got your charm," there was a smug smile on Sid's lips as hos tongue briefly swiped across his lips, his eyes ogling me

"You're not my

and fell back

rest of the

to be honest, guys," Ron began after the laughter died down. "I don't think he's going

will he not come back?" Jon asked as we all turned

He slammed the back of his right hand on his left palm. "Every damn time look at him, it's like he knows

This is our profession," I told him

eyes. "Pretty way to put it. Just be super

I told him and returned to my drink. "Besides, I'm always careful. We've dealt with a large number of

am relaxed. If I wasn't, I would've wanted

took a long puff from his cigarette. "I honestly can't wait to have him off our

seemed

the times we've hosted him, seeing if we could find a hint in his demeanor that he knows we're

after a while, we got it off

wn

chatted for a while until my phone's loud

fraction at the caller's