Twenty-five-year-old Devin Knight held her breath as Gareth Farrell entered the office closely followed by his lover Brody Camp. They were both handsome in completely different ways. Gareth was a thirty-two-year-old, six-foot three-inches of hard muscular male with black hair piercing green eyes and the most gorgeous olive skin.
Blond-haired, blue-eyed Brody was twenty-eight-years-old. More muscular, inches shy of Gareth with his five-foot-eleven inch frame, they were every woman's fantasy.
Gareth moved with a grace that reminded Devin of a sleek powerful panther. Brody's movements were more economical, but his swagger drew your eyes to watch his tight muscular butt as he walked by. It was such a pity they were gay.
Devin had been lusting after the two men ever since she first met them. As owners of the software company Farrell Camp Solutions, they'd hired her as their personal assistant straight out of college five years previously. If it hadn't been a fact the two men were lovers, Devin would have propositioned them years ago.
"Hi Dev, how was your weekend?" Gareth asked.
"Quiet as usual. How was yours?"
"Busy. Brody and I spent the weekend with prospective clients. There never seems to be time for relaxing anymore."
"I don't know why you two insist on doing so much. You have wonderful staff. You hired Matt Smith to do your marketing and sales for you. Why aren't you delegating more work to him? That's what he's here for."