Every Bit Of Him

Joel leaned over the table to grab a pen, flexing his lean biceps in the process. It bulged a little through the linen shirt he had on, and Rina's glances lingered a little too long. Catching herself, she pulled his gaze away, grabbing her phone and scrolling through nothing in particular, until she heard him speak again.

“I prepared the contract this week,” he explained, trying not to sound like he had been super excited drawing out the terms to both of their benefits. He wouldn’t reveal that it was the most important thing for him in the process – the terms being favorable enough to Rina.

Most employers wouldn’t have done that, as realizing profit was the end goal in the long run. And maybe Joel would have been that way if he was dealing with a random model he barely felt a flicker for.

But this was Rina. No part of him wanted to do anything that wouldn’t be beneficial to her.

Sliding the papers over to her, he watched her face as she flipped through each page diligently, her eyes g