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Some of those projects are actually quite sensitive and could compromise national security. I wonder if someone is on the inside, tapping into the older contracts. But it still could be from outside, there isn’t a good way to tell.
Yet. Either way, we have to get to the bottom of this quickly.
Drumming my fingers on the marble top of my desk, I remember Lily passing by this morning on her way to her desk. I smile as she looks in the office, holding a very surprised look on her face. I guess because David and I were talking at such a low volume after the stunt we pulled yesterday.
Dressing in red and white is a highly sexy look on a blonde. And she commands attention as she walks by, not only from others, but my dick. The white skirt with the red heels does a number in conjunction with her long legs. Simply captivating.
Leaning back in my chair, I look out the door seeing only the right half of Lily’s body. Sitting at her desk, typing away.
Recalling the sex from last week pumps my cock even more. Feeling her dewy skin in my hands, sends my mind whirling into a sex pool of what could things between her and I look like if we decide to be an item.
Lily would definitely have a time helping me to keep my hands to myself at work. I think that I do like her. A lot. But most flings at work are just that, flings. Nothing serious and I don’t sense any seriousness about her when it comes to sex.
Except serious fun. She has a way of lighting the sparks that run my engine hot.
Although I am totally into her after just one week on the job, I can’t stop myself from looking at her. Wondering.
She’s new here. She’s been here a week. And now this stuff has started.
I’ve never been one to believe in coincidences or divine intervention, especially when it involves work. Learning to trust my gut and intellect has served me pretty well over the last several years.
Still staring at her back, watching as her head shifts from paper to computer, the uneasy feeling about her doesn’t fit the build. She’s smart and quick, making for a good corporate spy serving some insidious malefactor.
But my gut tells me that she isn’t involved in this. Or perhaps she is and I’m blinded by her beauty and charm. No. I shake my head as I continue to mull this over in my mind.
Leaning over my desk with my head in my hands, I see someone walk up to her desk. I look up from my musings to see Jeff standing in front of her, saying something. Seeing her shudder, whether at his presence or his wording, I do not know, making me sick to my stomach.
Fighting the sudden urge to go out there and strangle him, pushing him away from Lily, I look down over the printout sitting under my hands. When I look back up, Jeff is still there and not taking the kind hints from Lily to leave her alone.
Staring at the man, he isn’t a looker in the slightest, but Jeff is one of our best engineers. He’s a workaholic and a bit of a loner. Not many people around here like him. He’s tall and lanky, but he gets the work done on time.
I’ll be damned if I could even find a time when he didn’t complete a project on time.
I decide I need to go out and shoo him off of her. Since we hired her, Jeff has been like flies on shit when it comes to her. I stand and walk out, but Jeff sees me and takes off.
“Are you alright, Lily?” I ask, still noticing the slight tremble in her hands.
“Yes,” she says. “He’s just all kinds of creepy.”
Creepy indeed.
Twelve
David
“What’s up?”
I ask the man with brooding eyes as he enters my office. “Can I close the door?”
Shrugging my shoulders in a motion that indicates that it doesn’t matter, I say “If you’d like.”
After closing the door, James takes a seat across from my desk as I continue to toss a football into the air then catch it. As relaxed as I am with my feet propped on the desk, when I truly look at him, I see more than brooding in those dark pools. There’s something serious happening.
“Alright, let’s have it,” I say, as I sit up and place the football on top of my desk.
“I discovered that someone has breached our security,” James tells me flatly. His face is stern and his jaw is set. Kind of like Eastwood in one of his westerns. Only without the gritted teeth.
Dumbfounded, I ask “Are you fucking kidding me, right now?” I stare at him from behind my desk, then bring myself to a standing position. I look at him intently wondering if somehow he got up the nerve to play a joke on me. “Tell me this is some sick joke you’re pulling.”
