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This woman was going to kill me with how good she looked. I was sure of it.
“Thanks for knocking,” I said sarcastically, my frustrations beginning to become obvious. It wasn’t her fault that she looked so damn good, but she also didn’t try to downplay it. This was the reason that I was completely unable to resist her. And there was nothing that I could do about it. So, I just allowed myself to be angry about it.
Why did she have to be Mark’s daughter? Why did we have to have a business relationship together? Why couldn’t she have been born absolutely horrifying to look at? Why couldn’t I stop wishing that we could have a repeat? Maybe if I just fucked her one time, I could get rid of the itch once and for all.
No, I had to stop thinking like that. It wasn’t going to help matters.
“I wasn’t under the impression that I had to knock,” Cat stated, as she walked over and took a seat, the one in front of my desk.
There was something different about her that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Maybe, there really was something wrong with her. Usually, she would have fired a response back at me like it was nothing. Instead, she was, almost, acting defeated. Like someone had popped her magical bubble.
“Well, you do,” I told her and rolled my eyes. “You would have thought that Drew would have taught you about that.”
Cat’s face screwed up. “I wouldn’t know,” she said simply, her voice low. “Drew and I broke up like a week ago.”
So, that was the reason that she was so gloomy. She had finally broken things off with that stupid financial analyst. It was about time. I didn’t understand why she was so upset about it. If anything, she should feel free. Chances were he was way below her standards anyways. Unlike me.
“And you didn’t tell me?” I joked. Although she wasn’t feeling too happy, I was quite the opposite. Without her fiance in the picture, that left things, well, open. Did that mean that we could get together? No, it didn’t change the fact that, not only, was she Mark’s daughter, but she was also ten years my junior.
She frowned at me. “It doesn’t change anything between us,” she told me, stubbornly.
“I wouldn’t expect it to.”
“Good.” She let out a deep breath. “It doesn’t matter how sad I am. We have business to attend to.”
“No.” My words made her eyebrow knit together in that way that I thought was totally adorable. Before she could say anything, I continued. “We’re not doing anything until there’s a smile on your face.”
