Since then she’d avoided him like her life depended on it.
She had a second reason to steer clear of him as well, an embarrassing reason. She hated to admit it even to herself, but Skylar Griffin oozed sex appeal. Her skin heated and her lower region pulsated every time she looked at him. Stylishly cropped hair the color of warm sand and eyes crystal blue like the Caribbean Sea reminded her of a much-needed tropical vacation. He worked as hard as she did and always seemed to be in his office. Yet, the deceitful golden brown skin would convince anyone he spent his days on the beach instead of sitting behind a desk. Not to mention, he had a surfer’s body with lean muscle and natural agility.
Every woman in the office drooled over him. In fact, Anna overheard part of a conversation earlier. Two women had passed by her office door while she was staring at the condom bouquet in the trash.
“He reminds me of a young Kevin Costner,” one woman said.
“I think he’s more like James Bond,” the other said.
“Which one?”
A giggle preceded the woman’s reply. “Does it matter?”
Anna didn’t have to ask who they were talking about. She wanted to be the one sane woman in the office building, the one immune to his questionable charms. So what if he was drop-dead gorgeous? He could also be incredibly bossy, condescending, and arrogant.
Another thing she wouldn’t admit to even at the threat of torture was how she fantasized about him. She’d daydreamed about spending a dirty weekend with him at a Fiji resort, sharing a bed with the sexy lawyer. In her imagination, they didn’t speak one word to each other. He hadn’t been bossy or condescending then. They just had sex until they were completely satiated.
Her cheeks burned hot. Good thing he couldn’t read her mind. Her hands tightened into fists. She wanted to start counting things out loud, make a list to keep her brain occupied, but she couldn’t give the boss’s son another reason to undermine her. Somehow she needed to make the trip two floors down without losing her grip. She faced away from Skylar. Closing her eyes, she breathed in deep, in and out. She desperately tried to think of something she could silently count.
Then her worst nightmare materialized.
The elevator came to a screeching halt between floors.