SimoneAfter the showing, Michael decided to ride with me back to my place. It had been a while since we'd been together, and this felt like the perfect opportunity."Hey," he said softly to me as we sat on the couch together."Hey," I whispered back, moving to lay against his chest.He kissed the top of my head and held me against him."I've missed you," he said. "Everything's been really crazy lately.""I know," I sighed, twisting around so I could look at him. "And we haven't had a chance to talk about… things.""Things," he echoed. "What things should we talk about?I swallowed hard, not even sure how to begin the conversation. It was one thing when there was just Rob. In fact, the last time we'd talked about it, Rob was only a maybe. Now he was becoming a more permanent fixture, and I had to be clear with Michael about it."Well, there are you and me things," I started, then took a steadying breath, "And there are me and Rob things."I felt him nod."And," I

MichaelI turned over in bed, trying to hold on to the dream I was having. Simone and I were in a steamy hot tub, completely naked. Her hands were traveling down my body, but every time she'd get close to where I was waiting for her, my damn phone would ring. I pressed 'ignore' three times, but some persistent asshole was determined to keep me from a dream orgasm."What?" I barked groggily into the phone, not bothering to check who was calling."Now, I know you were not raised to answer a phone like that," my mom fussed at me from the other side of the country.I sat up, clearing the sleep from my eyes. I definitely didn't want to think about sex with Simone while I was talking to my mom."Sorry, Ma. I was sleeping," I told her."At this hour?" she asked, forgetting that she was three hours ahead of me on the East Coast. "When you were little, I made you get up every morning at six to make your bed. Now you're sleeping until eight? Have some respect for yourself."I rolle

Simone The second I pulled away from Nick's house, I knew I'd have to avoid the office. Those pictures would probably be online in minutes. Everyone would be talking about me and calling me names behind my back. It wasn't worth the stress today.When we approached my house, I realized I wouldn't be able to stay long. There were dozens of paparazzi camping out in front of my home. I felt sick and violated. Not only had they followed me to Nick's, but now they were invading my sacred place.I asked the driver to pull around to the block behind my house and gave him an extra tip and a five-star rating. Hopefully, that would be enough to keep him from sharing his story of driving around LA's most notorious real estate agent.I walked carefully through my neighbor's backyard, trying to keep my heels from getting stuck in the grass. This was so not how I wanted to be spending my morning, especially after such a good night. Nick was as passionate as Michael and as precise as Rob. He

SimoneI didn't want to go to the office the next day. Lately, I never wanted to go, but I knew that Jake was putting a lot of faith in me. He continued to shrug off the bad press and let Mandy and me take off when we needed to. I'd never had a better boss, and I was grateful.Still, I didn't want to face the women of the office. They could be just as catty and mean as the paparazzi. And that wasn't even including Crystal.Crystal, who called me "slut" the second I walked through the door."I'm just wondering," she said nastily. "Do you do them all at the same time, or do you take turns?"I flipped her off and opened my computer."You can ignore me all you want, but it doesn't change the fact that you're a nasty slut," she called to my back. "I bet you'd sleep with any guy who wanted to buy a house from you."I turned to face her, fixing her with my meanest glare."Did you need something, or do you just have to keep talking until you run out of air?"She smirked at me

MichaelSimone stirred in her sleep, but I didn't try to wake her. We'd been at it for hours, and we were both exhausted. I'd wake up every hour or so just to pull her to me, and inevitably we'd end up going at it again.I truly wasn't jealous of the other guys. That wasn't my motivation. I just couldn't keep my hands off of her, keep myself from thrusting inside of her. Everything about her set me off, even the smallest details like the way her hair tickled my skin or her breath warmed my face.She talked in her sleep, and I wanted to know all of her secrets. I did worry that maybe Rob and Nick were getting more emotionally intimate with her. Most of our interactions were about f*cking fantastic sex. I tried to fight back the cloud that was growing in my mind.This was why we had the schedule and the rules. Our purpose wasn't to compete with each other; it was to give Simone the best of ourselves. We each wanted to make sure that she was treated like the queen she was."What