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Plus, I figured since I couldn’t get the idea of taking Emma on my desk out of my head, I would sub in Cami, live it out, and then move on to something—someone—else.
After nearly pacing a hole through my office floor, I decided to wait for Cami while also seeing what Emma was doing. I didn’t like playing games, I was above being petty, but I wanted to see Emma’s expression when she got an eyeful of Cami coming to see me.
If she looked jealous or upset in the slightest, then I’d know for sure there was something between us. Then maybe, maybe, I could try talking to her again.
Emma was sitting at her desk, applying a coat of gloss to her lips. “Hey,” she said with a smile. “Heading home?”
“Not exactly.”
Her face fell. “Oh. Do you need something? You’ve been pretty…quiet today.”
“Don’t tell the accounting department that,” I quipped.
“What?” she asked.
Before I could answer, the click of heels on the marble floors caught both of our attention. Cami practically glided toward us, all 5 feet 11 inches of her. Her long limbs and pale skin looked damn sexy in her short, shimmering dress, and her heels were high and pointy. I knew they were fuck me heels. Her hair was long, a silvery, almost white blond, and swung down to her hips.
When I glanced at Emma, she did a full sweep of Cami’s body just as I did, and it was clear she knew exactly what I’d called Cami over for.
“Kyle!” Cami squealed, pulling me into a hug. “You look hot, babe.”
I couldn’t have scripted her better myself.
“Thanks, but look at you.” I held her hand up for a spin. I was an asshole. It was probably best if Emma didn’t forget that.
“Hi,” Cami said, turning to Emma. “I’m Kyle’s friend, Cami.”
Emma stood. “Hello,” she said without a trace of warmth in her voice. “Well, I’m off.”
“Cami, why don’t you wait for me in my office. I’ll be right in.”
“Sure, babe.” She sauntered off and I made sure to check out her ass.
“Gross,” Emma said under her breath.
I turned back to her; she was staring daggers at me. “Have fun on yourdate,” I told her.
“Is that what this is about, Kyle? I know you don’t have a meeting or appointment with that woman, but I have a date and now suddenly you do too? How transparent can you be?”
She was on to me. I wasn’t slick and Emma knew exactly what I was doing.
“What’s it matter to you? And believe me, this isn’t a date, this is just about sex.”
“I don’t want to hear it,” she cut me off. “I don’t care. Do whatever you want. Whoever you want.” Emma stomped out from behind her desk and started down the hall without another word.
I’d gotten the reaction I’d wanted, but I still couldn’t let it go. “Like I said, have fun on your date.”
She didn’t stop, she didn’t even pause, she just kept on walking.
After taking a calming breath, I wiped any and all expression from my face, and went to Cami in my office. She was sitting enticingly on my desk, her dress hiked up, her long legs crossed.
“Good evening, Mr. Beckford. Should I take a memo for you?” Cami grabbed a pad and pen from my desk.
I laughed, one humorless chuckle. “You were supposed to be a model, not my secretary.” I sat heavily in the chair across from her, my mind elsewhere.
“Oh, right.” She set her props aside. “Well, your secretary inspired me. She’s really pretty.”
“Administrative assistant,” I corrected her.
