In fact, what I should do if I want him is be subtle, don’t flirt, just drive him wild anyway.
“It is normal, but you’ll get used to it. Unless you don’t want to, of course.”
“What? Get used to it?” I smile and allow a blush to fill my cheeks. “I’m sure I can cope.”
The look he gives me makes me want to shed my clothes immediately. I want to tear them off and present myself to him. He looks like he wants to eat me anyway, so why not just let him?
But no. I stiffen and push that thought away, refusing to let it consume me. I’m not going to give myself so easily to this man. Even I do let him have me, which I might not be able to. In the end, if I want to keep this job, I have to keep myself strong. At least for now.
“Right, so I suppose the next thing I need to do is discover more about your appointment book so I can get used to it. Do you want to go through it with me? Let me know how you like everything done?”
“Yeah, why not? I suppose you’re right. And I better show you to your desk too.”
“My desk is in your office? But I thought it was outside . . .”
“It was. It was just there if you remember?” My eyes follow to where he’s pointing. “But I don’t need to keep any secrets from you, so why not have you locked in the room with me?”
Locked in . . . I like it. I like it m
ore than I should. I shudder and smirk before nodding knowingly.
“Okay, sure. That sounds great. Locked in with you. This is going to be fun, isn’t it?”
Already my mind is consumed by all the ways I’m going to make it the most fun ever . . .
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