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When I open the door, he says in a low voice, “Miss McCoy is here.”
It hits me that I had forgotten to tell him. The man looks more confident after a few weeks of working as my assistant.
“She’ll be working from here. Make sure she has everything she needs.” Hastings fidgets, and I narrow my eyes. “What is it?”
“Ah…” I can see the flush in his cheeks. “She’s a bit mean to me.” I make a sound of understanding.
“Did she call you twinkle-toes again?” When his cheeks redden, I hide my laugh. “Don’t worry. She’s a bit mean to everyone. She told me you the most efficient assistant I’ve had.”
He brightens at the praise, and when he leaves, I know he’ll be pandering to her every need.
So, the woman I love has a sadistic side. So what? She has other redeeming qualities to make up for it.
As the meeting continues, I sent a text to her: ‘Be nice to Hastings.’
It takes me a while to get done with my meetings. I have a Skype meeting scheduled with another board of directors. They are in Japan, so I still have a few more hours.
I stride into my office only to see Agatha sitting on the long sofa, her legs tucked under her as she types furiously on her laptop, hitting the keys loudly.
I wince. “What did that poor laptop ever do to you?”
Her fingers still and she gazes up at me. It’s then that I notice that she is wearing glasses, large black circular frames that make her face look even more delicate than usual. Her hair is done up in a messy bun, wisps of hair having escaped, hanging down the side of her face. Her white blouse is silk, and the first two buttons are open, enough for me to see a hint of cleavage. I have no idea how she managed to get her legs under her in that pencil shirt.
She looks so sexy that I want to rip her clothes off and take her. However, I doubt she will be amused by any such attempt at the moment.
I tuck my hands in my pant pockets and rock on my heels. “So, uh, that’s a new look.”
She makes a face. “Don’t rub it in. Zayn dropped by for lunch, and he’s been texting me nerd jokes ever since. I fell asleep wearing my contacts last night, and my eyes started to hurt, so, I’m just sticking to the glasses.”
“So, everybody saw you like this, today?” I am trying to hold in my jealousy at my girlfriend probably having guys ogle at her.
However, Agatha takes it the wrong way, and there is a warning note in her voice as she says, “If this is your way of saying that I look stupid, I have a pen here which you can stick up your—”
“You look hot. Like something that just walked out of a fantasy, hot.”
Her jaw drops and her cheeks turned red. “Are you for real?”
I shrug. “You look like some sexy secretary. In fact—” I waggle my eyebrows.
Her eyes widen in disbelief. “Unbelievable. I could wear a sack, and you would still think I’m sex on a stick.”
I don’t miss the hint of pleasure in her voice.
I sit on the arm of the sofa. “I had to leave early, so I didn’t see you get dressed. Wish I’d been there. I’m ninety percent sure I could have talked you out of that and back into bed.”
She laughs. “Pervert.” As an afterthought, she adds, “It would have been pretty easy to talk me into bed though.”
I grin. “Have you had dinner?”
She shakes her head. “Your assistant asked me a few times, but I wanted to wait for you.”
“Well, there’s this really nice Vietnamese place nearby. We could get something from there.”
She gives me a prim look from behind the glasses, making my blood heat up. “No Vietnamese. Can we order Indian? I’ve been craving it for a week.”
I would hire a sushi chef if she asked. She is looking so sexy that I can’t think straight.
When her eyes narrowed into slits, I jerk and nod. “Indian, yeah. Curry. It has curry. You like curry.”
