Feels good and it clears my head so I can think..."

"You think too much." She told me. She gave my arm a hard squeeze and whistled, "Damn, you've come a long way from the skinny kid,

Steven brought home ten years ago."

I had no reply to that one, nor did I know what to think when her eyes made a slow trip up and down my arm and chest. Was she screwing with me? One more weird test, some kind of ‘you never fool around with."

“Austin?”

“Huh? Oh, sorry, Mrs... I mean Selena.”

“Oh, you remembered. Very good." She tilted her head and gave me sly smile.

“I know what you're thinking."

Jeez I hoped she didn't because what I had just been thinking was how good her nipples looked through the shirt.

“You think this is one of my little tests or games."

"Yes." I nodded, “Exactly.”

“I am going to put you at ease." Smiling she placed her hand on my shoulder and leaning forward whispered in my ear, “Austin the job is yours."

"It is?"

"Yes."

As excited as I was about the job I couldn't help but notice her warm breath on my ear. I also couldn't avoid glancing down and getting a good look down her shirt at her lacy bra and the smooth white globes barely contained in it. She sat back and said,

"So please..."

"So Mandy, me and Steven?" I asked.

"Steven is not staying with us."

“What? But..."

"He's my son and it really wouldn't look right." She told me.

"Steven is bright and will do just fine, but not with me. I have a friend who will be calling him with an offer soon. I can't work with my son, ™

"Oh."

"I know you're disappointed." She told me, “You figured you'd work together, but see Austin there is another reason I prefer him not to be around us all the time."

“What would that be?"

“I think you'll see soon enough. Now that you know your future is safe, can you relax?"