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Jordan
Iwas starting to think the spiked coffee wasn’t such a great idea. I was already going mad with Cat being in such close quarters, and now that exhaustion was setting in along with the caffeine and booze…it was too easy to start feeling like I was slipping deeper into temptation. And the risk of giving in was growing high.
I could see her lingering around my chair as I tried to stay focused. Even as she moved closer, I kept my eyes glued to the pages of words in front of me and nothing else. My pen tapped on the stack with a relentless thud, over and over again. I thought of it like a metronome of sorts to keep me on task…The only task that needed to be on my mind, which was the drafted contracts stacked up in front of me.
But the rhythm of my tapping pen grew unsteady as Cat, for some reason I couldn’t fathom, decided to slide her perfect ass onto the edge of the table—posing herself right next to me. I was far too close to those rounded plump thighs of hers and everything that I knew rested in between them…just waiting for me to dive in.
“Did you ever think about me all those years when you were hanging around my parents’ house?” she asked in a strange tone.
“What do you mean? Think about you?” I dared to ask, but immediately knew that was a mistake.
“You know…did you ever think about me. As in thoughts my father would have you murdered for thinking,” she shot back casually.
I let the pen fall to the table with a smack. “What!? Jesus, Cat. Of course not. I respect your father way too much, and besides…you were a kid. I’m not some pervert.”
“Obviously I don’t mean when I was a teenager,” she groaned, rolling her eyes. “But after I went off to college. Did you think about me then?”
“I’m not going to discuss this with you,” I barked. “We have too much work to do to be playing games.”
“It’s not a game,” she huffed. “We need a break. Not a long one. Just a short one. Come on, humor me for a minute.”
“If we’re taking a break, I have other things I’d like to be doing than humoring you,” I argued.
She leaned back on the table, resting her weight on her arms in a way that smashed her cleavage together and made her big breasts even more pronounced. My insides twisted in agony. It was like I had died and gone to purgatory—forever beeing trapped in the office with my two favorite things. Work and a sexy, hot woman. But the work never ended and the woman was untouchable, completely off-limits. I was certain if I caved in, I’d go shooting straight down to hell.
“Other things?” she smirked, raising a brow. “Do tell. What other things did you have in mind?”
The suggestive tone to her voice was the last straw. I shot up from my chair and put a safe distance back in between us, holding my hands up in surrender.
“Look, Cat,” I said sternly. “I can’t stand here and pretend like you’re not an insanely attractive and desirable woman. But we’re about to be signing up to be business partners for a long time, and we both really need this deal to go through. Not to mention…who your father is and my relationship with him. Whatever you’re getting at…It cannot and will not ever happen between us.”
“And just what is it you think I want to happen?” she questioned, not letting up one bit with that coy grin curled on the edges of her lips…just begging to be kissed.
“I can tell you if it’s anything other than going home or reviewing these contracts, it’s not happening,” I huffed.
“I wouldn’t be opposed to taking you home with me,” she countered. “We could continue working on the contracts there. That’s both of your offers with permission granted.”
“Catherine…”
“Don’t call me Catherine,” she scowled seductively, inching closer again. “You knew I had a crush on you, didn’t you?”
I couldn’t help but laugh a little. Why did I feel an even bigger rush of excitement when she admitted to having a crush on me? Did I ever know that?
“I can’t remember, but if I did…I’m sure I didn’t give much thought to it. You’re my partner’s daughter.”
“Stop bringing my father into this,” she warned, slinking closer still. “He’s not here, and he won’t be here for the bulk of our working relationship. Furthermore, I think you should know the terms of my proposal before you turn it down. That’s what any smart businessman would do.”
“I think you know businessmen too well for your own good,” I suggested. “If you have a proposal that you think will interest me, book an appointment with my secretary.”
“But if you’re fucking your secretary, I have a feeling she won’t relay the message,” she teased.
“I’m not.”
“Fucking your secretary?”
“God, just stop,” I pleaded, trying to keep my cool…all while fighting off a raging boner inspired by nothing more than the look in her eyes. “Stop saying ‘fucking’, and stop coming closer.”
She put her hands up this time, stopping dead in her tracks. “I know proper office etiquette all too well. You tell me to stop and I’ll do it. But I’d be even more incentivised to comply if you heard what I had to say.”
