“That’s it? No judgment?”
“No judgment, little sister,” Allison reached for Yvette and pulled her into a tight hug. “No judgment.”
Chapter 3
"Lunch for two?”
Christopher looked up to see Allison standing in his doorway. Nearly a week had passed since the last time they’d eaten together, and he was happy to have her around. Their weekly lunches had become the best part of his week.
To be honest, they were the only reason he managed to make it to work on Mondays anymore. If he didn’t know he was going to get to hang out with Allison, he’d be tempted to just roll over and go back to sleep, and that was no way to run a company.
Besides, Brian would be a total dick if Christopher just didn’t show up.
“How can I resist?” Christopher grinned, taking in the little human. She looked so hopeful and sweet.
“I thought you’d say that.”
Allison came into the office, shut the door, and then walked over to the desk. She stood for just a moment before she sat down across from Christopher. Allison looked adorable as hell in her soft dress and kitten heels. If he wasn’t her boss, he’d grab her, kiss her, and whisper dirty, nasty things to her.
Unfortunately for both of them, he was her boss, and he knew it was wrong.
But in another life, in another situation, he’d have her. He’d push her against the door and run his hands up her sides to cup her breasts. He’d slip a hand between her legs and start rubbing, petting her pussy until she was breathing hard and unable to think straight.
“I got us something good today.”
Unaware of his horrible, dirty thoughts, Allison placed a brown bag in front of him and took a seat across from him. She crossed her legs and then uncrossed them, obviously unable to get comfortable. Christopher closed his eyes for a second. He’d give just about anything to kneel in front of her and lick those creamy thighs.
“How was your weekend?” Allison reached into her bag and pulled out a sandwich. Apparently, they were going to be eating turkey subs, and he was quite all right with that. There was nothing quite like a turkey sandwich to make a man forget his troubles, and Christopher’s weekend had been full of them.
“Unfortunate.”
“What does that mean?”
It meant they’d had problem after problem with their software. It meant he’d been called in to work all weekend. Christopher hadn’t wanted to bother any of his team members. Most of them had families, and all of them had lives, so he’d kept the problems with the software to himself and a few select employees. That was the way he wanted to run his business, so that’s what he’d done.
Now, he was exhausted, and he was no closer to solving the issues. Declan and Brian had been completely confused as to what could have possibly gone wrong, and Christopher was equally as flummoxed.
“It was just a long weekend.”
“Problems at home or problems at work?”
“Work, mostly.”
Allison set her sandwich down, and Christopher immediately knew it had been the wrong thing to say. He and Allison had worked together for a long time, after all. She knew him inside and out, and she knew what kind of man he was. If Allison knew there was a problem at work, she would have come running in. He didn’t want to ruin her weekend.
Also, he didn’t want her to think that he was incapable of taking care of his own issues.
“You didn’t call me.”
“I know.”
“Why didn’t you call me?”
“You know why.”
“No, I don’t know why.”
“I didn’t want to bother you,” he said. That should have been good enough. He was being polite. Kind. He was being a courteous employer. Allison had a life outside of work, and she didn’t need to be bothered with his boring software issues. Besides, if he couldn’t take care of something like this without her assistance, then what was he even doing running the company?