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by JP Sayle


  I’m far too old, so forget it. Besides, my likes would scare this little boy.

  Would it, really?

  Carl ignored his internal questioning and sat forward, offering his hand. “Hey. Shall we get on with this?”

  Adam’s soft hand took hold of his in a firm grip, squeezing. His pale eyes challenged as they held Carl captive before releasing his hand. Carl sat back, distancing himself when his common sense flew out the window. His dominant side surfaced, wanting to show this man who exactly was in charge. His hands twitched. He almost felt the weight of his beloved paddle in his palm with the thought of bringing Adam to heel and making his arse glow red from the swats.

  Seb, unaware of Carl’s battle, picked up his pen and asked, “Shall we start?”

  Adam nodded, and Seb launched into the pre-prepared questions.

  Seb made several notes on his pad. Pulling himself together, Carl finally managed to find his tongue and join in, asking the questions he’d been given.

  Adam liked to talk, and Carl liked the flirty tone a little too much. His fears Adam’s young age meant he wouldn’t know jack shit faded after about ten minutes. The guy seemed to have his act together. The list of questions he’d compiled for them, wanting to know about their business model, showed insight and understanding about managing a restaurant. He’d even pointed out a gap in their service when they were full. His question about whether they directed their patrons to their sister restaurants had Seb scribbling on his pad.

  Carl fiddled with the papers in front of him, though his brooding gaze never left Adam.

  An hour later, Carl was desperate for a moment alone. Adam’s herby-scented aftershave was doing a number on him, and he was finding it harder and harder to concentrate as the minutes ticked by. He willed Seb to wrap things up.

  “I think that answers all our questions,” Seb stated, flicking a glance at Carl for confirmation.

  Carl nodded.

  Seb carried on, “Once we’ve reviewed all the applicants, we’ll give you a ring. It should be later today, and if not, it will be tomorrow. Unless you have anything else you want to add, you’re free to go.”

  Adam shook his head. “No, I think you answered all my questions.” He stood, giving a toothy smile. “Thank you for your time and your consideration for this post.”

  Carl felt the weight of his sea-green eyes.

  “I’d just like to say I know I’m young, but you won’t find anyone more dedicated or committed. When I put my mind to something, I always make it work.” He paused, looking at both men. “I’d work my backside off to make sure your business runs smoothly and efficiently.”

  Carl imagined said backside doing more than running the restaurant. Instead he’d be bent over Carl’s spanking bench, which would be a more apt place for the gorgeous man. The vivid thoughts ran wild in Carl’s head, and he was reluctant to touch the offered hand as Adam leant over the table towards him and Seb.

  He let out a relieved breath when Adam thanked them again for their time. He felt Adam’s final flirty grin all the way down to his toes. Adam spun around, hips swaying, as he walked with confidence across the room and out of sight, not once looking back.

  The moment his pert backside disappeared around the partition wall, Carl slumped against the booth and rubbed his sweaty palms down his baggy black chef’s trousers.

  Then Seb spoke. “I liked him, but I think you were right. He might be just a tad young for our clientele, though I’m not sure how much longer I can carry on doing the manager’s job and my own. Maybe I should ask Ellie if he’d be willing to step in while we advertise again. What do you think?” Seb asked.

  Carl almost saw Seb’s mind working overtime, already trying to figure out the logistics of whether their office assistant could take on the additional role.

  At the very idea of giving the job to someone else, Carl’s pulse skipped a beat. “Oh, come on, he’s perfect, and you know it. Those were some great ideas he offered. Streamlining our processes and generating business. The reward scheme for valued patrons was a stroke of genius,” Carl said before he could stop himself.

  A voice in his head told him that being in close contact with Adam would be like putting kryptonite around Superman’s neck, but he couldn’t seem to stop. A part of him was desperate to have Adam in his vicinity, even if it was only to be able to see him daily, and nothing more.

  Who am I kidding?

  Seb stopped what he was doing, eyeing Carl. “Are you serious? You were dead set against the idea before you met him.”

  “Yeah, maybe. But he is the only one who seemed to have what we need.” He shrugged, doing his best not to fidget under Seb’s appraising stare. “His age seemed irrelevant once he got talking. You kinda forgot he was a kid.”

  Seb held his hands up as Carl continued to heap on the praise. “Okay. Okay. If you’re sure. There was no one else close to him anyway. We’ll offer him the job. But mark my words. I bet he won’t last longer than five minutes. And on that note, we’ll start him off on a temporary, six-month contract. If he fails miserably, we have an out.”

  With the pile of papers clenched in his hands, Seb stood, and Carl ignored the considering look he was giving him.

  “You can ring him to tell him. Oh, and make sure you tell him it’s on a temporary basis till he’s proved himself,” Seb said.

  Seb strolled through the door leading to the kitchen. Carl’s gut clenched. Have I just made a big mistake?

  He stood and ambled around the tables, his mind fixed on how Adam might look sitting at his feet in submission.

  Stop, so not going there. Seb’s written rule, remember?

  In every restaurant contract—no exceptions—was a strict rule: no staff fraternisation. It was a big no-no, and he needed to remember that. Never mind that Adam was far too young for him.

  Carl went into the kitchen. He needed some busy work to take his mind off a certain little cheeky imp and give him time to figure out why Adam’s show of dominance towards him had rubbed him the wrong way.

  Carl was a Dom through and through. That might be why.

  He huffed and rolled his eyes. Yeah, like I don’t know.

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  My name is Jayne and I live in the Isle of Man. A tiny place in the Irish sea. It’s an island steeped in folklore and history and just begs to have stories written about it, and one of my first inspirations. Over the last few years that has changed and now I find inspiration everywhere.

  I’m an eclectic kinda girl so I’ve written contemporary and historical gay romance with a paranormal twist, daddy kink, fake boyfriends, out for you and enemies to lovers. My head is so full of ideas. I never know where it will take me next. I had a twelve book plan for 2020 and I smashed it and will release fourteen books and already I’ve a few new ones bubbling inside me waiting to be written ☺

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright

  Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

 

 

 


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