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Chapter 1
Water beaded across Blake Scott’s broad chest, dripping down the glossy dark hair of his ripped abs and pooling at the towel around his waist. His swim had done nothing to cool the fire blazing from his eyes, but did she care? Not. At. All.
“Are you wearing underwear?” Cameron Gray glared at her boss.Ex-boss as of today. Hallelujah!
Blake Scott’s hazel-green eyes returned the glare through narrowed slits. “What the hell is this?” He waved Cameron’s balled-up resignation letter in one wet hand and held on to his towel with the other.
Blake was a force to reckon with in the boardroom. Even more so when he was fresh from the lap pool of his home spa. Work-from-home days were the worse. Because they worked fromhishome. The sleek glass and stone building he’d constructed on the hundred acres of land he’d purchased outside of Seattle. She loved the modern design that included their offices, his gym, a formal dining room, an expansive library, and of course, his state-of-the-art game room. The room doubled as a testing lab when the guys were working on a project and would spend the weekend at his home. Turning the serene environment into party central.
“It frees the creative juices to get into a new space and kick ideas around.” He’d argued, and she conceded the point. She had to, as Scott electronics consistently developed industry-changing products. His methods might be unconventional, but they worked.
Cameron was fine as long as they kept the party far away from the quiet corner she’d claimed. She hadn’t planned on resigning in his home. Where it was just the two of them and the memory of that night. A single text derailed her plans and the sensible speech she’d practiced.
‘Working from home today, stop by.’
Cameron adjusted her schedule, as usual, and left the letter on his desk. She should have anticipated that he’d check his office before returning upstairs. Blake followed very few conventions of office decorum at work and even fewer at the house. Any other employer would have showered,dressed, and made himself presentable before confronting his assistant after his nude swim.
Blake insisted on swimming nude, even when she was working. “I like to feel free, Cam-Cam.” He’d responded with that horrendous nickname when she stumbled into the pool area with a letter that needed his signature. A mistake she’d made only once. Since then, she’d required one thing on his way to her office.‘Put on your damn underwear’.
Cameron pressed her lips together and held the pen like a lifeline. “We can discuss the letter when you’re dressed. It can wait.”
“The hell it can. What kind of B.S. is this? You’re quitting and only giving me two weeks’ notice?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve already started working with your replacement.”
“Who?” He growled. His brow arched as if he couldn’t imagine someone in his organization conspiring with Cameron against him.
“Archie, from accounting.” She could practically hear the seconds ticking down like a time bomb.
Tick. Tick. Boom.
Blake exploded, “Archambault Reynolds? That stick in the mud. The one who claims all my ideas are fiscally unsound.”
“He is the best person to keep you on track and ensure that your business stays afloat.”
“Now that we’ve addedUltimate Cosmosto theCosmos Game World, our profits are soaring. We’re grossing close to a billion each year.”
“They won’t if you keep doing things like trying to take yourself and all of your friends on a party ride to the moon.”
“It was my thirtieth birthday, and we could afford it. You shot it down, anyway.”
“I didn’t shoot it down.” She growled, her fists clenching from the sucker punch. She was sick and tired of feeling like the party pooper. “The damn test rocket crashed and burned before you guys could board the real thing. Costing hundreds of millions in losses. If you had been in it, the loss to this company would have been even more.”
“Aha, so you do care.” His words pounced like a leopard catching prey.
“Of course, I care,” she snapped, throwing her chin up in the air. “Contrary to whatyoumay believe. I love this company. I’m grateful for the opportunity Scott Electronics has provided me.”
“I wasn’t talking about caring for the company.” He walked around her wide stainless-steel and glass desk and sat on its edge. The crisp L-shape design brought him into her personal space.
Cameron’s eyes widened when the towel gaped. Giving her a glimpse of his thick, damp thigh before she darted her eyes away and saw his huge peen.Again.She didn’t need another month of useless, wet dreams about her hot boss.Ex-hot-boss. Dammit. She had to stay firm, or he’d run right over her.
She trained her eyes on his chest. Staring at the tattoo sleeve on his biceps that flowed over his pecs with an ancient Mayan pattern depicting triumph. He’d had the intricate design created by Rector from theSkin Sins Tattooshop in Michigan. Flying over two-thousand miles because he’d researched and discovered Rector was the best artist in the country. She’d traveled with him on his private jet. One of a hundred “work” trips when she’d been more chaperone than an assistant. But no more—she was done. “Blake…” As she said his name, her traitorous eyes traveled over his rippling abs and dipped back to the lap, pointed deliciously in her direction. She yanked them back to his.
Blake’s eyes watched hers with his uncanny ability to ferret out all of her secrets. Except for this one. The one where she was hopelessly in love with him, and he didn’t even notice. Cameron had to leave before he figured out that she only put up with his crap because she cared too much.
“Blake,” she started over. “You’re the heart and soul of this business. You created it from nothing but dreams and grit. And I’m so proud to have been a part of your growth for the last three years.”
“Avitalpart.”
