Page 41 of Mr. Petrov


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“Liar.”

“I’m not lying.”

“Yes, you are, Imogen, and you know how I can tell?”

I frown as he moves from his chair and stalks around the desk toward me.

I’m startled by his sudden movements, and when he parks his ass against the desk and crosses his feet over at the ankles, I just about combust.

There’s that sexy, woody scent that will live rent free in my memory forever. The way his body encased mine. So strong. So perfect. He can really move those hips….

I shake my head in response, words failing me.

He smirks, folding his arms over his chest. “You have this adorable little flush of pink that hits your cheeks when you’re turned on.”

I push up my glasses. “I do not.” It’s true, he just hasn’t noticed my ears yet.

“And you can stop doing that, too,” he warns.

“Stop doing what?”

“Pretending those glasses aren’t hot as fuck.”

“I actually need them to see,” I say, my tone indignant.

He bends closer to me. “Are you wet, Imogen?”

My mouth opens in a gasp. “You can’t… you can’t say things like that here.”

He grins. “I’m the boss. I can do whatever the fuck I want. Now answer the question.”

“I’m not answering it.”

“Because you are?”

“No. Because I know what you’re doing.”

“What am I doing?”

Stop looking at me like that! “You’re trying to seduce me again.”

He moves, crouching down in front of my chair as I jerk back. “If I were trying to seduce you, my little rose, you would know about it.”

Truth be told I’m soaked. This is so dirty and wrong.

“I bet if I pushed your skirt up and parted your legs, I’d find you dripping for me.”

I swallow hard. “That’s not happening.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Because I told that one small lie, or because I’m your new boss?”

“It was more than one small lie, and I haven’t been offered the job.”

He stares up at me as I try not to melt into a puddle on the floor. I bet if I encouraged him, he’d be boning me over the desk right about now.

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