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“Fine,” I huffed playfully, putting my hands on my hips. “I’m tiny, but I’m an adult goat. With horns. Okay?”
He ignored my independent-goat act. “Where’s your car? I’ll walk you to it.”
“I don’t have a car. This is California, and I’m saving up because I’d like to own my own home before I turn eighty.” That got a half-smile out of him. It was genuine, and it was sexy, and dammit, it was caring.
“I’ll get you home, then.”
I wasn’t about to argue. “If you insist.”
He held up a finger. “Let me call my driver.”
Duh. How could I forget how rich he was? We never left at the same time so I never saw how he got home. Sometimes I wondered if he lived at the office, since his ass was always glued to his desk chair. But of course, once he was done, he rested in the lap of luxury. I was getting a taste by proximity.
We went downstairs and stood in front of the building, under the yellow glow of the streetlight, me next to the mountain of an alpha trying to keep up my usual air of sassy untouchable-ness while he just stood there with his hands in his suit pockets looking regal and unbothered.
His car glided to an easy stop in front of us and his driver hustled over to open the door for us. The inside of the purple Rolls-Royce was plush, with buttery leather in an even deeper purple and every trick and amenity known to man. Victor chuckled as I raided the mini-fridge, taking some bottled water that probably cost twenty bucks a pop, plus some soda and some, ahem, adult beverages.
I sipped from a bottle of mini Macallan that probably cost a thousand bucks all by itself, enjoying the spiciness and slight burn in my throat, my limbs turning into jelly as I became one with the custom leather. Victor lifted an amused eyebrow.
“I need it after the night we had tonight,” I said. He just smiled.
My ears burned with embarrassment as his Rolls pulled up in front of my apartment building. I was doing well for myself, but it was still peanuts compared to the ridiculous number of zeroes in his bank account. Victor didn’t blink an eye. It didn’t seem to matter to him, which I appreciated.
He rested a heavy hand on my shoulder. I was disappointed when he took it away. “Get your track shoes on for tomorrow. We’ll be right back at it, just as hard.” A few hours of sleep, then it was right back to work. I found I was looking forward to it, if it meant I got to work that closely with Victor again. Oh, and more Cava and rides in Rolls-Royces wouldn't hurt, either.
The driver opened my door and I stuck one foot out. “No problem, Boss Lion.” I decided to call him that every chance I got. “If you want somebody to annoy the whole time you’re working late, all you have to do is ask. I don’t mind.”
“You sure have a lot of gall, you know that?” His eyes twinkled with amusement.
I stepped completely out of the Rolls, then leaned down to wink at him. “I’m a goat, that’s all we are is gall.”
“Just remember that I’m the king of the jungle.”
“Oh, we’re going to rid you of that notion, and soon.” When I strutted out of his car, putting a switch in my walk as I headed up my walkway to my door, I could have sworn I saw him smile.
4
VICTOR
“Bobby,I need that report on my desk by three.” There was no response. “Bobby.” Nothing. “Bobby?” I growled. I looked up and he was in my doorway, huffing on his nails and buffing them on his cardigan. “Why aren’t you answering me? Why aren’t you doing what I asked you to do?”
He shot me a sly little grin that I felt all the way down to my cock. “Waiting for the magic word.”
I flattened my voice and my eyebrows. “You’re kidding, right?”
“Serious as a snowstorm.” I shifted my teeth in frustration, and part of my mane grew in long, blond strands around my neck, flowing down to my chest. Bobby kept examining his nails. “Oh, you don’t scare me, Mister Pride Male. The only thing standing between you and everything you want is one simple ‘please.’”
A part of me thought,how dare he? I’m the boss and he’s the subordinate, he does what I say without questioning it.A second part of me thought,he’s not questioning me at all. He wants a little common courtesy. I’m not generous with that, but maybe this time I should be.A third part of me thought,I want to kiss that sassy mouth and rip those clothes right off, show him who’s boss. I’m so turned on I want to have my way with him, right here on top of my desk. Screw the reports, literally.
I fixed him with a mock glare and flattened my eyebrows. “Please.” My tone was flat and bored, but he still gloated, grinning to himself.
“Now, how hard was that?”
I put a little heat into the look this time, a little suggestiveness. “Seems like you want me to beg.”
“I live to make you beg, Boss Lion.” We flirted all the time now. I was a rich, powerful alpha, so I knew when an omega was flirting with me, and I knew how to do something about it.
This time though, with Bobby, things were different. From his scent it was obvious he was special, and it was obvious that he’d been made with me in mind. He was my fated mate, and while it had taken me a while to figure it out because I had my head up my ass only thinking about work and trying to make him do what I said, I was fully aware now. I was going to do something about it.
