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I was sitting at my desk checking up on one of our employment websites. I kept getting notifications of Caleb marking and dismissing some of the applications coming in for the Charleston resort, and I was curious to see what he was looking for. All the requisitions fo

r the month had been ordered, and things were being delivered over the next week, which meant a lot of sitting around for me until shit came in to do. The beginning of the month was always boring as fuck for me, which meant Wyatt always roped me into doing things at the stables. A lot of our responsibilities overlapped like that. Dylan was always behind Caleb on who he was hiring, and Caleb was always double-checking Dylan’s numbers. Dylan checked behind my requisitions to make sure our monthly finances lined up, and Caleb was always wondering about how the animals were doing and all the activities we had booked for the month.

I heard heels clicking on the tile, and a grin crossed my cheeks. Katie was coming in for the day, and she was seeing our lawyer one last time to do some training. I watched her walk by my office door in a pencil skirt and a flowing blouse and felt my cock come to life. She looked beautiful in that outfit, but more than that, she always lit up the place. Her smile could ignite a room and melt a heart buried underneath two thousand pounds of fuckin’ ice.

She was a force to be reckoned with, and I wanted to talk to her about some things.

“Katie?”

“Yep?” she asked.

She poked her head around the corner with a small grin playing on her cheeks.

“Ya got a second? Or you swamped with work today?” I asked.

“Nope. I’m good. Just reading over some things before the lawyer gets here. He’s handing the system over to me today, but he’s not due in until ten.”

“How’d the rest of your weekend go?”

“Good. Spent it recuperating from all the dancing we did Friday night,” she said with a smile.

“I think we all went home mighty sweaty after all that dancin’. Did Lizzie go home with Hunter that night?”

“All I know is I brought her there but didn’t bring her back with me. What she did on her own time was up to her,” she said.

“Fuck. Hunter’s a damn mess,” I said.

“And it’s about time the two of them hooked up anyway. I’ve been tired of their ‘I hate you but secretly don’t’ routine. They’re both terrible at it.”

“You can say that again.”

“What about yours? How’d the rest of your weekend go?” she asked.

“Honestly? I couldn’t get ya off my mind.”

I looked up at her so I could take in her reaction. I wanted to get a feel for where she stood on things. Her grin softened into a light smile, and her eyes began to twinkle. She dropped her hands from her chest and started walking toward my desk. Her eyes stayed connected with mine as she cocked her hip up, laying it sweetly on the edge of my desk before she reached for my hand.

Her touch was soft. Inviting. And I liked where this was going.

“I thought a lot about you, too,” Katie said.

“What does that mean?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” she said with a wink.

Wait and see? What was I waiting and seeing about?

“I wanted to dance with ya Friday night, but I wasn’t sure how Hunter would like that,” I said.

“Don’t worry. I think we were all keeping our distance.”

“All?” I asked.

“I mean—I just mean that, you know, having Hunter there’s always sort of a—”

I furrowed my brow as she continued to stumble over her words. My heart was thumping against my chest with nerves. She’d used the word ‘all’. I could feel her hand shaking as she pulled it from mine, and I wanted to scramble for it. I didn’t want her putting any sort of distance between us or having her thinking I was trying to put her on the spot. She slid from my desk as her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and I was kicking myself in the ass.


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