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Sonia eyes me.
If I didn’t know her before, I’d know her now. That sassy little stare is going to live rent-free in my head for years to come.
“Sonia. Or should I start calling you Mr. Lyons again?”
If I engage in witty banter with her, I’ll have her bent over my desk before the tour is even over.
No, remain polite, professional.
And no flirting allowed whatsoever.
I nod. “After you,Sonia.”
As I hold the door open for our new operations manager, who happens to be the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on, I get a whiff of her as she walks by.
The delicious verve of vanilla sets my blood boiling. Makes her even more scrumptious than before.
“I’ll meet you at the top of the stairs.” I tip my chin toward the end of the hallway that opens up to the bright light of the chandelier. “I’d like to have a word with Mr. Axford, first.”
Sonia nods and floats away.
I have to tear my eyes away from her plump ass as it sways back and forth, back and forth, back and–
“So, first impressions, boss?” Farley crossed his arms over his chest, and a mischievous smile plays on his lips.
It’s almost as if he hired Sonia just to fuck with me, to make sure I don’t get any work done. To stage some sort of horny coup.
I check to make sure Sonia is out of earshot, then narrow my eyes at him. “If I didn’t know you were gay, I’d swear you were thinking with your dick when you hired her.”
Farley gapes at me, then laughs. “Oh, come on, Edwin. I don’t know if you know this, but it’s the twenty-first century. And believe it or not, beautiful women work. In fact, they can be very, very capable in their positions.”
“I know that.” And yet, my mind flies to all the positions I’d like to have Sonia twisted in. I’m a disgusting man.
“I mean, you wouldn’t say Abigail doesn’t deserve to be hired just because she’s a pretty girl, would you?”
“That’s not at all what I was saying…” Of course, an attractive woman can be capable at her job. I never suggested otherwise. It’s just Farley should know better than to hirea distraction.
It’s not Sonia’s fault, of course. It’s this institution’s. And mine. Because I’m as distractible as they come when I’ve got a pretty woman to watch instead of my work.
“Are you saying I should rescind the offer? You’ve barely even spoken to her.”
I scoff. “I would never suggest such a thing.”
“Then what’s this about?”
I slide my hand into my pocket and clench it into a fist. “Forget it.”
“Alright. Then don’t keep Ms. Hill waiting. She’s a more than qualified candidate, and I’m sure many other institutions would snatch her up if given the opportunity.” Farley looks at me, then twiddles his fingers in my direction. “Now shoo.”
I huff, then slam the door as I leave.
I can do this. I’m Edwin Lyons, after all. This is my club, my place. I am in complete and utter control.
I look down the hallway and take in Sonia’s silhouette as she waits for me.
The dress she’s chosen frames her curves as if they are a work of art. Though it’s simple, sleek, and black, she’d stand out in any room above anyone else.
I just know it.
