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Her nimble fingers.
Her smart mouth.
Her luminous blue eyes.
The whole time she gave her presentation, I couldn’t stop thinking about the last time we fucked, slowly, wrapped up in the sleeping bag.
It was slow and sensual and too good to forget—and it left me fucking throbbing while those assholes on the board sneered at her, their minds already made up.
I’m more glad than ever I laid down the law and stuck my own neck out.
Not just because her proposal was smart, but because it was penance.
The cost of undressing this woman with my eyes, all while I’m trying to deny that I’m anything like the womanizing wolf the world believes I am.
Fuck, what’s wrong with me?
What is my sickness?
It must be some black magic hidden in the curve of her neck, those long legs I always see straddling me, and an ass that could turn any man into a pillar of salt.
She makes me pure lust incarnate.
Ridiculous.
Ridiculous and fucking pathetic—especially when Destiny deserves vastly more than dick energy.
As her boss—however temporary—her work deserves my attention.
Her ideas are entitled to their fair shake in the world.
That’s why I strong-armed the board into making their decision then and there.
It’s amazing what a little shame can do. It made them override the rumors, plus they chose to keep me and take a leap of faith on her.
Wise decision.
“It’s funny, you know, suddenly having this opportunity I thought was toast. But I guess after Mom died, I figured out you can’t just stamp your feet and get what you want. Not even if you’re a billionaire.” She swallows thickly. I focus my attention back on her words. “So I gradually started figuring out what I wanted to do with my life...”
“And you decided conservation was your calling, bringing endangered animals to the masses,” I say.
“Actually, that’s my launchpad, but it’s not the plan forever. It’s one more step, just like school in Hawaii and then UC Davis for postgrad work. Someday I want to start my own marine conservation nonprofit. That’s why I applied for this program.Youwere part of the deal.”
I stare at her, surprised.
“I’ll probably regret saying this, but having a chance to work with you almost meant as much as the money. It’s not every day any charity program gives you a chance to rub shoulders with a hyper-successful businessman. And whether I like it or not, you need business thinking to keep a good nonprofit alive. Plus, I knew you’d be objective, something I’d never get with Dad.”
Her soft smile fades quickly on the last word.
Curious.
It shouldn’t be possible to find her any more attractive, but she manages. I watch her shift in the chair, leaning forward in a way that compresses her cleavage into pure sin.
“Anyway, I’m rambling. That’s enough about me.”
“You’ll pull it off, lady. Anything you set your mind to.” I mean it, too.
“God, I wish I had your confidence.” She laughs.
