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Ashley smiled then covered her mouth to hide another yawn.
“Ashley, go home,” I said.
“I’m sorry, but only Mr. Quinn can excuse me.”
Tilting my head, I smiled. “Didn’t Mr. Quinn say that if I needed you for a special project every now and then he’d let me borrow you?”
“Yes, ma’am, he did.”
“I have a special project. It’s called the sofa in my office that needs someone to lay on it. Go. Now.”
Looking nervously at Mason’s door, she stood. “I only need thirty minutes.”
I jerked my head in the direction of my office. “Go. I’ll buy you an hour.”
Frowning, she asked, “How?”
With a wink, I replied, “The first thing I learned about Mr. Quinn is that he likes to talk money and how the firm can make more of it. I’ll invite him to breakfast and tell him I have a brilliant idea for the Jameson account.”
She wrung her hands together. “I don’t know…I could get fired for this.”
“Ashley, you’re more likely to get fired if you fall asleep at your desk. Go.”
“Thirty minutes! Tops!”
I watched her rush into my office and shut the door. Turning back to face Mason’s door, I narrowed my eyes. Little did she know, I was about to lay into Mason for leaving me. I was still pissed he had the nerve to sneak off to screw some woman and leave me alone at the party. Then to text and demand whereIwas. Gah!
He didn’t need to know that Drake was the brother of one of my best friends from college. Grinning, I shook my head as I thought about seeing him again last night out of the blue. Talk about a small world.
My heart sank a little as I thought about how I’d secretly hoped Mason would show up at my apartment last night. I had even put on the new lingerie he’d admired on the off chance he’d come by to make sure I was okay. By midnight, I’d given up hope and had crawled into bed.
I gave Mason’s door a quick rap and waited.
Nothing.
Reaching for the handle, I opened the door and walked into his office. His chair was turned around to face the windows.
“I don’t care that you worked on it all fucking weekend. It’s still not right. I want it right.”
I felt a grin slowly move over my face. When I left Smith and Smith, I thought I’d miss being the boss, but hearing the frustration in Mason’s voice made me realize that taking a step back was good for me. My stress level had been dramatically reduced.
“Listen, if you can’t come up with a campaign for a goddamn protein bar, then maybe you don’t belong here at Maxwell and Locke.” There was a pause. “That’s more like it. I’ll expect it on my desk at ten sharp. If it’s not on my desk by then, pack up yours and get out.”
I covered my mouth to keep in a chuckle as I thought about the insane ad campaign the team had presented to Mason last week.
His chair turned, and Mason jumped up and let out a gasp. “Bloody hell, Saylor! You scared the piss out of me.”
My lower stomach tightened. Two words. That was all it took to make my libido jump through the roof.
Bloody hell.
Damn this man.
“Sorry, I knocked.”
Frowning, he looked past my shoulder. “Where’s Ashley?”
“I hope you don’t mind, but I had a bit of a project I needed her for regarding the Jameson campaign. She’s helping me out. Since it’s so early in the morning and you’ve had her here since five-something, I figured she might like a break.”
