The Mediator by A.J. Llewellyn

Author:A.J. Llewellyn [Llewellyn, A.J.]
Language: nld
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

He still had the same edible accent. I wanted to take off all my clothes and rub up against it. Instead, I somehow managed to keep my poise.

“I’m Icarus Smith, and I’m your mediator.”

“You’re an uppity little asshole. That’s what you are.” Halsey stood an inch away from me, screaming right in my face. He even jabbed me in the chest, but I didn’t flinch.

“I’m sorry you’re angry, Mr. Halsey, but you still can’t come to the meeting.”

He was about to speak, but Adam Wyler arrived and I shook his hand. He snapped a huge wad of gum in his mouth, making me jump.

“Gentlemen, shall we?”

I held the door open and ushered them both inside the conference room.

“But I’m the promoter,” Halsey yelled as I closed the door behind me.

I gestured to the seats on either side of mine at the top of the table.

“Please shake hands,” I said.

They both looked stunned. In boxing however, it’s customary for enemies to touch up before a fight, so they grudgingly reached out and I watched them bump fists.

It was better than a sock in the eye, so I was willing to let it go, but I recognised it as the power play it really was.

“Almost got it,” I said, keeping my voice light. “It’s still not a handshake.”

They shook hands, glaring at one another and we all sat down.

“Please feel free to order anything you like from room service,” I said.

Paolo sat back in his chair and gave me a long look. He was the first to pick up the menu.

A small knock at the door. The tallest, chestiest blonde I’d ever seen in my life walked in. Paolo didn’t look at her. Wyler flicked her a glance. Boy had my request ever become scrambled. I wanted a hot waiter, not waitress.

She was very sweet, however, and Wyler was on good behaviour with her.

“I’ll take a vanilla milkshake and a cheeseburger,” he said, jumping in before Paolo had a chance. “Can I get your phone number, too?”

She laughed.

“Double espresso,” Paolo said. “I’m not hungry.”

“I’ll have some mineral water, thank you.” I looked over my bullet points.

“You’re a mediator?” Wyler asked as our waitress left the room.

THE MEDIATOR

AJ Llewellyn

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