I cannot believe what I’m seeing. It’s him. The guy that was in my dad’s office. They guy with the eyes that have haunted me for the last few years. I don’t even understand how could be happening, how I’m here with him. My mind goes a hundred miles an hour as I wonder if he brought me here or if this is just some crazy coincidence.

He’s the one I want to give myself to.

Those dark eyes get closer to me as he walks across the room and puts his hand out. “Yes, I’m Graham. Thank you for offering to help us out. I remember now that you mentioned something about computers during your audition.”

“Yeah. I’ve been messing around with them since I was a kid.” I say, hoping I don’t still seem like a kid to him. “What’s the problem?”

“The whole site’s down,” Kyle says as he takes my arm and guides me around the desk. There’s something about him too, and it’s not just his voice. He has a commanding way about him. How he moves me to the desk, then hovers over me after I take a seat. I can smell something on him, but it’s not cologne. All I can think is he smells of pure manliness. They both do. They’re practically oozing with testosterone, and neither one of them is doing a single thing but stare at me.

I look at all of the monitors on the desk. One of them has a list of the girl’s names and I almost gasp when I see my name at the top. I quickly glance around at the other monitor, then down at a laptop in the middle of the desk. “Is this your c-panel?”

“Uh …” Kyle says as he stares at the laptop.

“The place where you designed the site?”

“Oh, yeah. That’s it,” he says with a sheepish grin. I gulp hard when I look up at him because his face is just inches away from mine, and my God is he sexy. I can see the stubble on his face and a few wrinkles around his eyes when he smiles. And then there’s the way his lips curve up at the corners.

“Don’t worry about it.” I say quietly. “Most people have no idea about any of this stuff.”

“Well, you can count both of us as those people.”

I look around the site a little while I try to calm down and focus. “So you don’t have any idea what happened?”

“No. We weren’t even in the room at the time.”

It was them in the gym. They were totally watching in there during my set.

“When we came back in it was like this.” Every time Kyle opens his mouth and that voice melts into my ear I feel a wave of tingles in between my legs. I look up and see that Graham’s eyes are burning into me and I’m not sure how I’m going to be able to concentrate on fixing this website with both of them in the room.

“Okay, let me look around and see what I can find. It could be an incompatible plugin or something simple like that.”

Of course, I’m fine being watched when I’m naked and playing with myself in front of a camera with thousands of people watching, but suddenly when I look up and see them both staring at me now I can barely keep my shit together. What the hell is wrong with me?

My head is spinning while I check out their site and all I can think about is Kyle’s voice in my ear. I remember now that there were two of them in the room that day when I was in my dad’s office. I was trying to talk to him about any other option for my future besides studying computers. Something I didn’t even need to take any more classes in anyway.

It was so frustrating because he was never able to see my side of things, or any other side but his own. And that’s how I wound up having to pay my own tuition. It blows my mind that he can’t see me as an individual. It seems like he figures he owns me for life because I’m his daughter.

I can’t help but glance up at them every few seconds while they stand across the room talking to each other. Their body language and the way they stand close to each other and the tone of their voices make it clear that they are incredibly comfortable with each other. I can’t hear what they’re saying but the way their words come out almost make them seem like an old married couple. Then I remember what Josh told Breanna and me, about how they’ve been friends for a really long time and do everything together. It makes me wonder if they’ve ever shared a woman.

Graham keeps looking over at me and I swear to God it is about to give me a heart attack. All I can think about is those eyes watching me masturbate during the audition and when I was doing my pole dance, and I can’t stop squirming in my seat. Between his eyes and the other guy’s voice and how incredibly sexy they both are, I’m just about dying. And then I wonder which one I am going to wind up fucking? If I’m at the top of the list, I have a pretty good chance of being at least one of the winners.

Where my mind goes next is somewhere it’s never been before. I picture myself in between the two of them, Graham in front with his eyes looking down into mine, and Kyle behind me, with his insanely sexy voice melting into my ear. I’ve never had sex with more than one guy at a time, but suddenly the thought of being caught between these two is making my brain completely short-circuit. I can’t believe how sick I am.

I’m incredibly relieved that fixing their website only takes me a few minutes. When it’s back up I sit back and wait for them to stop talking. While I watch them, I wonder how I wound up here and why I got an invitation sent to me privately. Yesterday when I was in line with the other girls, I overheard some of them talking about the link to the audition. I didn’t hear any of them mention that they received an invitation personally.

Graham is the first one to notice that I’m sitting there waiting for them. “How’s it going? Is it fixable?” When he asks about the site he furrows his eyebrows a little and, my God, even that’s sexy.

“It’s all fixed,” I say. “Someone disabled the site from inside the cPanel. If it wasn’t one of you, then I’d say someone else has the password.”

“Peterson,” Kyle says.

“Who’s Peterson?” I ask. I happened to open up some files when I was checking everything out, and I saw some spreadsheets with that name so I know he must have worked with these guys at some point.

“He used to be our partner,” Graham says to me. Then he looks over at Kyle. “Are you gonna change the password now?”

“I’m on it.” Kyle comes over to the desk and I get out of his way so he can sit down.

“Partner in what? Your consulting business?” Kyle looks surprised when I say that. I don’t know if I should pry, but I want to find out more about these guys. And I want to know who invited me. I figure since I’m already here with them I might as well ask. “I saw the sign outside the building. Plus, I saw some of the other stuff on your server,” I say, somewhat apologetically.

Graham and Kyle exchange glances, then Kyle shrugs. “Yeah, we have a consulting business. Or we had one. The three of us started it about five years ago.”

“In this building?”

“Yeah, the three of us came up with the layout for the building. We wanted it to be a place where everyone would want to come to work. We put in the gym, and the cafeteria, and there are some awesome break rooms where people could take naps.” Kyle sounds wistful while he talks about the business.

“Wow, that makes sense. This place didn’t look like a porn studio to me at all. So what happened? Where are all the employees?”

“Well, Peterson stole every cent out of the company accounts and we haven’t heard from him for a couple weeks.” Graham says, his dark eyes becoming even more intense as he talks about this Peterson guy. “And we had no way to pay our employees so we let everyone go, except for the four guys you’ve been working with out there.”

“So this whole Daddy Games thing is way to get back some of your money?”

“Pretty much. Low overhead. Potentially high profit,” Kyle says as he refreshes the pages on each monitor. “Yes! It’s all back up! You are a total life saver, Aubrey.”

“No problem.” I’m trying to sound casual, but I’m secretly screaming inside. I love the fact that I single handedly saved these guy’s asses. “You wouldn’t believe this, but there’s a bunch of girls out there who think you guys are mixed in with the mob or are some big shot porn producers. And you’re just a couple of business dudes,” I say with a smile. I love the fact that they aren’t skeezy mobsters or porn guys. It suddenly makes everything about this game a thousand times more fun.

“You think that’s funny, do you? We may just be a couple of business dudes, but we’re officially in the porn business now. Until the site went down we were raking in about five-hundred bucks a minute. I hope that blackout didn’t completely ruin our momentum.”

“You’re kidding. You didn’t tell me we were of that high. That’s insane, Kyle.”

“Well, I was about to when it all came to a screeching halt. Those tweets those crabby girls posted? The ones that got eliminated? They sent over a million hits our way. I’m telling you, man, we’ve really hit on something here.” Kyle turned and looked up at me. “What about out there? Are the girls into it? I know it just got started, pretty much, but are they into the different events? Like the one that just started? You can tell us,” he says with a smile. “Since we are all sharing secrets here.” The more I look at him, the more I realized that Kyle actually has really nice eyes too. They’re a deep blue that looks dark in some lights and kind of like a stormy ocean and others.

“They all seem pretty into it to me. Like I said, they think you’re both some kind of porn bigwigs. I mean, you guys have got some really interesting ideas here. It’s weird not being able to see the stream and not knowing how all of this is coming across out there in the world, but now that I’ve had the opportunity to see it from back here, I’m kind of blown away. It’s so simple. Naked girls, loud music, and sex. Pretty much what all young guys want. And you two really nailed it.”

They look at each other and smile and my heart completely melts. I suddenly want both of them so badly I can hardly stand it. They’re both so amazing. Hot and sexy and intense. But they also have their shit together. They’re full-on businessmen who turned a really bad situation into a whole new way to make money. And those smiles. Holy crap, I’m practically swooning over the two of them.

“Aubrey, I’d love to get any feedback you have. Ranging from the first call announcement to the audition, the food, the accommodations here, the music—“

“Well, the yoga mats aren’t that great.”

“Oh yeah, sorry about that,” Kyle says. “I know it couldn’t have been very comfortable. Tonight we’ll be moving all of you to the break rooms we have with built-in bunkbeds. We just didn’t have enough of them for all of the girls. ”

“That’s okay. It was kind of like a big slumber party with a bunch of bitchy girls. Just like junior high. So what do you want the feedback for? Are you thinking about doing this again?”

“I don’t know if we can—“ Graham starts talking but Kyle immediately cuts him off.

“Hell yes, we’re thinking about doing this again.” He speaks to Graham in that familiar way again and it’s just so funny. I’m really starting to see some of the dynamics of their relationship. Graham seems like the more reserved one and Kyle is sort of a funny loose cannon type. “Were making an insane amount of money, Graham. I think we’d be stupid to drop the ball and let some other schmuck take our idea and run with it. Because you know there’s gonna be copycats. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone was starting up an identical live porn streaming event right now. We’re seriously gonna need to get a research team together immediately after this is all over. Put these guys to work on a porn streaming think tank. I mean, the consulting business has been awesome but maybe this is our future.”

“I never saw live streamed porn as my future.” Graham looks both amused and serious at the same time.

“Well, open your eyes, my friend. This is the future,” Kyle says, pointing to the monitor where money is already pouring in again.

Graham walks around the desk and stands behind me and I can feel every cell of my body jump to attention. “Jesus, this thing is practically running itself.”

I can’t believe I’m standing here in between these two guys. I can’t believe I’m here behind the scenes in this amazing porn reality game show they’ve put together. And I can’t believe my name is at the top of the contestant list. Me.

“So are the cops looking for this guy, or what?” I ask.

“Peterson?” Kyle says. He turns around in his chair and looks up at me, then at Graham who’s standing right behind me. “Well, we haven’t called the cops yet.”

“We already had this whole thing set up,” I hear Graham say behind me and it send shivers down my spine. “And we didn’t think it would be a good idea to have this kind of thing going on if they showed up here.”

“Wait, I thought you said you came up with this to make your money back after he stole it.”

“Well, yeah, that’s what it turned into,” Kyle says, still looking back and forth between me and just over my shoulder at Graham. He stands up and suddenly I’m inches away from both of them, one in front and one behind me, and I can’t breathe.

Kyle keeps talking as he looks down at me. He’s animated at first, but he talks slower as he studies my face. “The original idea was a little different. In fact, the invitation that you were sent was for that. Just an audition. No audience.” His eyes stay on mine while he talks and I can still feel Graham behind me. I can feel the energy between them and I want so badly for one of them to make a move. “We had no intention of streaming it live in the beginning. That’s the moneymaking part of it that came later.”

“So, you sent me the invitation,” I ask.

“Yeah, I did,” Kyle says, his voice dropping down a little lower and somehow becoming even more sexy.

I can’t speak and I can’t breathe. The room is completely silent and I just stare up into Kyle’s eyes. I can feel Graham’s breath on my neck and I just want to lean back into his arms. Suddenly, Kyle’s eyes shift up and he looks behind me again, then quickly turns around and sits back down in the chair. I turn my head to see Graham’s eyes looking down at me. I swallow hard and am finally able to get some words out of my mouth. It’s not about the invitation, which is what I really want to know about, but at least it’s something. “Do you know if that Peterson guy is still using the same phone?”

“Well, he hasn’t responded to any of our calls or texts so we don’t know if he still has it,” Graham says as he pulls his phone out of his pocket.

“He might have just turned it off. Was it on a corporate account? If it was, I can probably find his location using Google or try out some tracking apps. They don’t always work, but it’s worth a try.”

Graham looks up at me. “You gotta be kidding. Yeah, it was. We all got our phones at the same time. Here, download whatever you want,” he says and hands his phone to me, then goes over to his computer. “I’ll pull up the phone records for the corporate account if that’ll help.”

It only takes me a couple minutes before a location comes up on the maps app. “If he’s still got the phone with him, this is where he’s at,” I say, pointing to the location that’s showing up on the map.

“So this is him … the bastard.” Graham says.

“Yeah, Looks like he’s near LAX.”

“Dude, I gotta go after him,” Kyle says. “I thought he was long gone but if there’s even a sliver of a chance I can find him, I’m gonna do it.”

“Then what?” Graham asks.

“Then get him to give us back our fucking money.”

“How much money did he get away with?” I ask.

“Millions,” Graham says with an edge to his voice. “How are you going to get him to do that?”

“I don’t know, man, but I’ve gotta at least try.”