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Brock’s messages… It all has to get done, and what I have to decide now is where to start.
Lizzy’s words haunt me. Brock… and me… a fantastic couple?
No way.
He’s all wrong for me.
More importantly, I’m all wrong for him. He would never go for a woman like me. I saw those photos Vanessa sent of her in her bikini. She is probably a model, given how great she looks in the skimpy suit. And I know, thanks to Brock’s nearly celebrity status, that he dates flashy, worldly women.
I’ve seen photographs of him in Brazil, Costa Rica, Greece… Always with a different woman on his arm. I’ve read articles about him with wealthy debutants, models, actresses, and heirs to fortunes.
He goes for epic women. Women a cut above.
I am average. And I am fine with that. I don’t want to be the dazzling arm candy he poses for photos with.
My life is so different than his. I lose sleep over owing three thousand bucks to a roofer, while he could probably spend that on a new pair of sneakers without batting an eye.
Lizzy doesn’t know what she’s talking about.
I wriggle my mouse to rouse my desktop out of sleep mode. And, of course, the company webpage greets me—Brock crouched in an athletic pose in gym shorts and bright sneakers. He’s lunged over to one side, fingertips kissing the gym floor. Determination is written on his chiseled features.
Of course, he’s shirtless.
I close my eyes and bury my head in my hands. My life is like a bad joke right now.
And even though I can see the irony of my situation, I don’t feel like laughing.
Chapter 9
Brock
It’s becoming a problem.
My attraction to my temporary executive assistant is definitely becoming a problem.
The thing is, I don’t know what to do about it.
Elizabeth Rixon is good at her job, I remind myself. She’ll find a replacement soon. With fingers tented over my desk, I eye Gwen. “That wasn’t what I expected.”
“Oh… er—it wasn’t?”
“No. I asked you to give me any important messages, not a long-winded summary of one message from Kate.”
“Well, it felt important. I thought… um… I thought you should know the details since ya know… Her situation.”
I bite back an irritated sigh.
Gwen is beautiful. She is nurturing and good with animals and people alike.
But she is not efficient.
Right now, I need efficiency.
It would also be good if I could stop running scenarios. These scenarios… these mental images and thoughts about what it would be like to hold her, to kiss her… they’re not healthy. Not appropriate. Not professional.
I pinch the bridge of my nose and try to get my blood to cool.
It’s just the two of us in my office.
