Page 23 of Man Vs. Woman

“Think about it,” I say. “As I see it now, if we don’t work together, we’ll both be going down. He’ll have a better chance of railroading one of us, rather than two of us. And, I don’t know what it is about that guy, but somethings off. He rubs me the wrong way. Don’t even get me started on that lighthouse, poor people bullshit. That shit didn’t make any sense.”

“I agree with you on that one.”

“Ah, you’re not all bliss and rejuvenation? You’re smart too?” I tease.

She rolls her eyes and for a second, I think I lost her. But she steps closer to me, taking me back a moment.

“Surprised? Women have brains too, they aren’t just walking pussies for you to cum all over.” She narrows her eyes.

“No one has a deeper appreciation of women than I do, baby,” I say to her. “Some of the top executives in my company are women. And I always told myself that if I found a Goddess with brains and beauty that I’d never ever fucking let her go,” I say seriously.

She ignores my veiled compliment and leans back to eye me over.

“I’d know she has brains, because no way she’d pass this body over,” I add in with my trademark smirk.

What? I have to say something like that. Sure I respect and love women. But I can’t be a pussy about it.

Serena lets out a loud sigh.

Oh, I know you like what you see, doll.

“Let’s be serious,” she continues. “Why should I work with you? How can I trust you?”

She’s asking and I can sense the wariness from her.

“With the two of us, we’re more capable of defeating Hiram. Our chances are higher, two against one; it’s easy math. But really, I want to put those brains to use. To outbid him, we need to figure out who the fuck this guy is—what he’s all about and why Seymour was jizzing all over him.”

“You’re right. He did seem way too…polished and confident. And, it was like our proposals didn’t even exist when he walked in.” She admits. “It almost felt like Seymour favored him immediately.”

I can feel her warming up to idea, though she’s still reluctant.

I get it.

Who wouldn't be worried?

We’ve gone from shattering our dreams of having an easy time bidding on the vacant retail space. We ended with a deadlock and a campaign. If we lose, we’re pretty much dead professionally.

And now, I’m asking her to work with me; to be my partner, in a sense.

But she hasn’t said no yet, so I still have a chance.

“There has to be some shady shit going on. No one who looks like that, acts like that and who is magically on the good side of Seymour can be good.” I add.

“Right….” She lingers on the word. She nods her head in agreement and looks off in the distance.

“So you agree? You’ll work with me?” I ask, my patience wearing thin.

“Wait…” She lifts her index finger up, indicating she needs a second. I follow her finger, mesmerized by it as it runs over her lips.

Fuck. I’d give anything for my dick be that finger right now. And, my dick agrees, watching her makes it throb for her attention.

Let’s be honest, the moment I saw her ass in the room it was eager to go.

“After this is over, what happens to us?” Serena asks me. “What happens when we take Hiram down?”

I shrug. “I guess we start fighting each other,” I tell her.

She cocks her eyebrows at me. “So why don’t we start fighting each other now?”