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PROLOGUE
Weston
“You’re not leavingthis office wearing that, Quinn,” I said to my assistant as calmly as I could.
She turned to me and put her hand on her hips as she always did to show me she was in charge. Her green eyes glared at me.
I cleared my throat and tried again.
“Ms. Miller, I will not allow you to walk out of this office in that dress that leaves nothing to the imagination.” I walked over to her from my desk and slipped off my suit jacket, throwing it over her shoulders.
“You don’t get to tell me what to do anymore, Mr. Myles,” she said coolly.
She shook the jacket off and handed it back to me. I crossed my arms over my chest, letting her know I wasn’t taking it back, and frankly, I was growing tired of her blatant rebellion.
She turned, hung it on the doorknob, and walked out of my office. Her heels clacked down the hall towards the elevator that would take her to a ballroom full of gawking executives that worked for me and handsy investors there for a good time. I threw my head back and let out a frustrated sigh.
This woman will be the end of me.
I grabbed my jacket, shut the lights off, and slammed my door shut.
“Last I heard, you still work for me,” I called after her.
Her golden hair fell off her shoulder as she turned to look back at me shaking her head.
“Weston, don’t,” she said. “We’re not doing this here. You have a ballroom full of people downstairs waiting to hear from you. That includes your preciousfamily,and the last thing we need is for them to suspect anything between us.”
Everyone was gathered down on the 5th floor for our annual GlobeLink New Year’s Eve party.
“There’s nothing to suspect,” I told her matter of factly.
The elevator dinged, and the doors opened for us. I waved my hand towards it, motioning for her to enter. I could see her cheeks were getting heated.
Yes. That’s how I liked to see her. Frazzled. Frustrated. Not the indifference I’d been receiving from her since I told her we needed to call it quits two days prior.
“That’s exactly right, Mr. Myles. Nothing is going on between us.”
Her exposed skin brushed past my hand as she got into the elevator. It took all of my willpower not to take her and her smart-ass mouth right there on that elevator—not to push her against the mirrored panels, hitch her up to my waist and kiss her until her breath was ragged, and she begged me to give her more.
I stepped in, shaking away the thought. I turned my back to her and held the button for the 5th floor, adjusting myself in my pants. I had to think of anything other than her.
Quarterly reports.
Demanding investors.
My overbearing father.Yep. That did the trick.
As the doors closed, I could feel her eyes burning holes into the back of my head. The numbers ticked down from the upper levels. 22…21…20…she remained silent.
I heard the impatient shifting of her sequined ensemble and couldn’t fight the urge to take in one more look all for myself.
I turned to face her, shoving my hands in my pockets and she immediately looked up at the numbers behind me.
“Can we at least talk about this, bunny?” I said, moving closer to her. My voice sounded husky.
She did that to me.
She put a hand up to my chest, stopping my advance.
