Page 5 of Fateful Hearts


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I smirk, remembering how Lucas took a while to warm up to the idea of having Blake as part of the team, especially when he came in technically as a higher rank than him. But once the three men got into the groove, it started working itself out, and the company functions smoothly now.

Everyone has their place and knows where they fit, like one giant jigsaw puzzle.

We’re a well-oiled machine.

I internally giggle at my analogy, thinking back to how much trouble there was when Blake entered the fold.

“I think you and Mr. Grant are getting along much better. He’s calmer now he has his son and not so ‘fly off the handle’ at everything, if you know what I mean?”

Blake chuckles. “I know what you mean.” Then, grabbing his things, he walks toward me. Even the way he carries himself has a damn swagger.

The guy is a walking fantasy.

I need to stop looking at him like this.

His eyes meet mine, his intense browns hit me, and I swear they have flecks of gold. They glitter back at me like a sparkler, illuminating my soul. They’re so intense. I’ve never seen eyes like his. They’re so captivating that I would almost think he was wearing some kind of crazy contact lenses if I hadn’t seen him put on his reading glasses in his office while he was working.

Unique.

Stunning.

Perfectly him.

My skin prickles as he steps up beside me in the doorway of his office with a slight smirk then his eyes wander me up and down.

Fuck. Me.

“You wanna get out of here?” His voice is laced with insinuation, and I widen my eyes.

“Ahh… what?” My voice gets caught in my throat.

He grins knowingly. “You wanna head to the party, or whatever it is, before Lucas throws a fit at us for being late?”

Jesus, Zoey, get a damn hold of yourself!

Clearing my throat, I nod. “Yes, yes, of course. The party is what you mean.”

He raises his brow. “What else would I mean?”

My eyes widen as I step back and start walking for the exit. “Nothing at all. I’ll meet you there. You okay to lock up?” I call out, practically running away from him as he watches me rushing for the elevator.

The bastard’s smirking the entire time. It’s reflected in the mirrored wall as I walk away. Finally, I look over my shoulder and say, “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to the elevator, I press frantically on the button, hoping by some miracle it will open quickly and swallow me whole. My attraction to Blake is becoming out of control.

The thing is, Nash, my boss, Blake’s business partner, the man I respect and who has given me this amazing job, has clearly stated there are to be absolutelynooffice romances at Ensure.

It’s company policy.

So we couldn't act on it even if Blake felt anything for me, which he clearly does not. Not without there being a problem, and I love this jobfartoo much to lose it over an office fling.

I won’t give up my career for another man.

No way, no how.

But I am getting way ahead of myself.

Because I am planning contingencies with Blake when I am sure he doesn’t have any attraction toward me whatsoever.

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