Addison pulled the water bottle away from her mouth as Preston approached, gulping down the water fiercely and exhaling a contented sigh of approval at the thirst quenching drink, which was doing her many more favors than the coffee she had just finished. Wiping her lips off with a few fingers, she looked at Preston with her own bedroom look, lust blooming in her gaze as it locked with his.<br/><br/>“You know it,” she smirked at his comment, easily dissecting his meaning behind the words he chose. Though she wouldn’t say that she was thirsty for just anyone, but for someone in particular. Some of the guys gathered nearby had been observing her and Preston noticed, but Addison only did when she followed his gaze over to them. Silently, they all suddenly started to look much busier and Preston regarded her again.<br/><br/>She perked a brow but listened as Preston explained the three things he needed to see before the day was done. To her surprise, he asked what she’d like to see first, like she actually cared about it. Addison chuckled and shrugged at him. “Maybe the cement… because watching something gush out of a hard, long shaft sounds exhilarating.” Addison bit her lower lip while she giggled and gently hip bumped Preston.