Page 58 of His Temporary Assistant

Now it seemed as if I’d get some free entertainment before what promised to be a challenging meeting.

“You act like it’s easy. I’m telling you I can’t see him.” Ryan blew her loose curls out of her face. She’d pulled her hair on top of her head, and strands escaped to rain down onto her back. Not bare today, thank God, but I remembered.

I remembered far too much.

“Do you think I have time for this? It’s almost quitting time, and I have to get back to digitally indexing—no, I can’t do just anything because I kissed the guy. I didn’t blow him.”

I reached up to loosen my tie. She just had to insert that image in my head. And who the hell was she telling she’d kissed me?

So much for discretion. I really should’ve made her sign that NDA. Not that unexpected tongue battles would have been a line item, but obviously, they should’ve been.

As much as I wanted to hear the rest of this conversation, I was an officer of the court who’d already fallen upon boggy moral ground yesterday morning. I didn’t need eavesdropping on my conscience too.

“No, that was the thing. He’s packing. Seriously.”

I straightened my shoulders and tried not to grin. Maybe I’d just listen a moment longer.

“I know, can you believe it? But honestly, I’m not even sure he can seal the deal. You know what happens in the sack when a guy hasn’t had any relief for a while.” She made an unflattering finger gesture that I assumed was a quickly faltering erection.

Ha. She didn’t have the slightest clue. Since listening to her infernal podcast last Friday, I could’ve hung a flag off my cock and saluted our nation.

“To whom are you speaking?”

She went stock still, which made her lean precipitously to one side since she’d been mid-creep toward another gap in the blinds.

“Gotta go,” she whispered and deposited her phone somewhere she assumed I couldn’t see.

Such as down her shirt.

“Hmm?” she asked with false cheer, appearing to buff the window with the side of her fist, thereby smearing the clear glass. “Just found a spot. I figured you’d want this clean.”

I crossed my arms. “Now you do windows? Also, I’ve heard glass cleaner does wonders for that. Here, let me get the bottle for you.”

She stood. “No thanks, the spot is—”

I was already halfway down the hall to the supply closet. When I returned, she was seated behind her desk with a pile of rocks stacked high on the blotter. She appeared to be chanting to herself with her eyes closed.

“Are you actually a witch?”

Her eyes flew open, and she knocked some of her rocks to the floor. I set down the window cleaner and bent to help her gather them. Naturally, our heads nearly collided. We avoided that disaster, but when we readjusted, our mouths were entirely too close.

Her aquamarine eyes were like a cat’s. Sly, wary, and stunningly beautiful.

“Who were you telling about my…package?” Sounded like something I’d neglected to retrieve from UPS.

A heavy rock landed on my shoe.

We both looked down, but when I picked up the big golden hunk, she gasped and grabbed it back. “Don’t mix your energy with mine. It’ll fuck everything up.”

“Just like my efforts at lovemaking?” I mimicked her limp finger gesture and had the satisfaction of watching her golden skin flush.

Only problem was, she was even more gorgeous when she was blushing.

“I can’t believe you eavesdropped on me.”

“I can’t believe you told people you laid your lips on mine.”

Her brow arched. “I believe that’s called a kiss in most societies.”

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