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I blushed at the compliment, but gave him a look. He couldn’t be saying things like that with Jude next door.

“Relax,” he said, stepping into my office and lowering his voice. “Jude’s downstairs with Melinda. Which means I can talk all about how I want to tear open that blouse and shove my cock between your tits.”

He paused when he was a foot away from me, flashed another smile, then turned and walked away. I grinned at the sight of his muscular butt in the slacks, which were just as well-tailored as the rest of his outfit.

For the next few hours, nobody in the company got much work done. Everyone tried, but it was like studying for an exam on Christmas Eve.

At five minutes to eleven, Jude poked his head into my office. “Melinda wants everyone downstairs to greet them at the door. Rolling out the red carpet.”

I got up, smoothed out my skirt, and joined him. “I shouldn’t feel nervous about this, but I do.”

“Tell me about it,” Jude muttered. He glanced at me and lowered his voice. “By the way. You look stunning.”

I smiled without looking at him. “Why thank you.”

Downstairs, everyone stood in two lines by the front door. Nancy looked comfortable in her heels, but both Wills looked out of place in their dress shirts. Dave hadn’t bothered to dress up at all—which was fine, since no official requirement had been sent out—and he shuffled his feet while we waited. All in all, I felt like we were the staff waiting for the nobles to arrive atDownton Abbey.

Owen was standing next to me while we waited. He looked around, then leaned down and put his lips close to my ear.

“I want to hike that skirt up and take you right here.”

A sexy shiver went through my body. Nobody else was listening; Dave was talking to Melinda to my right, and the Wills were discussing some coding problem with Jude across from us.

“Stop it,” I said to Owen.

But he went on like I hadn’t said anything. “The way you’re looking right now? I doubt I would last long. I would probably come the moment I buried my cock inside of you.”

Melinda was at the back, and she glanced over at us. There wasn’t any judgment in her eyes, but I was still reminded that she knew.No wonder she found out, if we’re being this obvious about it.

“Cut it out,” I whispered to Owen. “The disclosure we signed specifically mentions public displays while in the office.”

“What disclosure?”

“The one Melinda made me sign.”

I felt Owen’s body go tense, like a bow string being pulled. “You told Melinda? Seriously?”

“No, I didn’t…”

The CEO let out an angry growl. “I thought we were just having fun. I didn’t want you to go running to Melinda to put pen to paper.”

“Ididn’t,” I hissed. “She found out on her own.”

“How the hell did she do that?” he whispered back.

“She has a sixth sense about it, apparently.”She found out about Jude and me, after all.

Owen shook his head and stared off. “This is great. Just great. Exactly how I wanted this to go.”

He wasn’t whispering anymore, and Nancy and one of the Wills glanced over. Ironically, they were all used to Owen and I bickering at times. It was well-known that we didn’t get along.

“Chill out,” I replied. “You’ve got your panties in a bunch because the investor is almost here.”

“I’m upset,” he replied, “because I thought things were clear. About the expectations on…that project. But I guess things need to be spelled out for you.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “Now you’re being a real cunt-waffle.”

Suddenly, a smooth Italian voice came from the doorway: “What is a… cunt-waffle?”

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