So somehow he'd managed to torture himself with the way things got organized. How this had happened, he wasn't sure, considering he'd been aware of what was scheduled for today but somehow this had happened. A good tip about certain mafia movements from the Fox had somehow led to the usual heavy flirting and teasing between the two of them. How this had led to the mention of a late night rooftop pool, he wasn't even sure at this point, all he knew was that she had that teasing smile on her face when he'd heard a 'See you there tomorrow then' and then of course she was gone.

 

Now this normally wouldn't be an issue, and he'd spend the day looking forward to this, she didn't like swimsuits after all. Except...distracting day dreams on their own were one thing. Add them with this day time engagement he'd had scheduled for a while, that he /knew/ he had to go to today and...torture.

 

Victoria's secret swimsuit show. Small, rather exclusive gathering, and being one of the younger business attendees...the flirty looks his way.

 

And during all that he'd have to spend all his energy thinking of the most unsexy thoughts ever. Otherwise how could any guy stand it?

 

Making things worse, one Maria to laugh at him and make this so much worse.

 

Ugh.