Page 28 of Secret Desire


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“I gave up years ago,” he said as he shook a fry at me. “I know you’ll never love me the way I love you, and I’ve made my peace with that. But I do love you, Laura, and want the best for you. Why live in poverty when you could live in luxury and be comfortable while you’re pursuing your dreams?”

“You’re getting way ahead of yourself. What makes you think he even wants me? I’ve only worked for him for two weeks, and you’re talking as if the guy wants to be with me or something.”

“I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”

I scoffed.

“If he asked you out, would you go?”

I shook my head vigorously. “Hell no. It’s too risky. It would ruin both our careers. A boss and an intern? Don’t be ridiculous, Kenny. My career will always be more important to me than any man.”

Ihad not been this happy in decades. These last couple of weeks were like a dream. But also fucking painful. Yep. Blue balls. It was an actual condition, no doubt about it.

Cold morning showers, lunchtime workouts, weekends in the cage with John and Hawk at Titan’s Club. None of it helped. Jerking off three times a day didn’t do a thing either.

My dick wanted Laura, and it wasn’t the only one. I wanted her too. All of her. Not just her body.

I didn’t know why, but being around her simply made me happy. I’d been grinning like an idiot for days. My face was so accustomed to me having a perm-a-frown my whole life that my cheeks were killing me with all the damn smiling.

They didn’t call me Hellhound for nothing. I was always focused on the job. Work wasn’t a place for fun or laughing. Well, at least that’s what I used to tell myself. And everyone else.

This woman stormed into my life like a goddess of destruction. Beautiful. Magnificent.

Dangerous…to me.

I had told myself I wouldn’t get close. I would keep it professional. And I had. On the outside.

But she was breaking down my walls, fences, gates, red lights, and stop signs. I didn’t recognize myself anymore. Was this a phase?

God, I hoped not. Did she know the effect she had on me? Did she feel the same? She felt something. She must. But not as intense as I did.

We had the most incredible conversations. Her brilliant mind could keep up with mine. It was sexy as hell. The way her eyes lit up when we discussed the financial market trends. How she would squirm in her chair whenever I mentioned the globalization impact on the American economy.

Lips. Those luscious, kissable lips. She licked her lips at the mention of stock options. Sure, everyone in this place loved to talk business. But not like Laura. Not like me. It was almost foreplay to us. Speaking of which…

Laura hurried into my office with a phone in her hand. “Have you seen this?” Her voice squeaking with excitement. She waved her phone in front of me, a blur of light as the screen flashed in front of my face. “Look! Look!”

I chuckled. “Stop moving. I can’t see.”

“Oh, sorry.” She held the phone steady. The screen showed a list of stocks and their prices.

“Methanex stock is up 16.5% today. I was right!” She jumped up and down, her breasts bouncing gloriously.

I averted my eyes before my body could react.

Too late. My dick started to swell. What was exciting each of us was at polar ends of the spectrum. She had that boisterousjoie de vivre. My dick desperately needed to fuck. “I know. I checked it an hour ago. We’ve already made our clients a fortune on this one. Good call. You were right. The methanol commodities market had a boom this week, and the company Methanex profited the most in the industry.”

God, she was brilliant. She was made for this business. She would become a rising star in this industry, even without my help.

My star.Mon étoile.I didn’t remember much French from my schooldays, but that word had always stuck in my mind. I beamed up at her as we made eye contact.

We held that gaze for a few seconds longer than the one we had held yesterday. Warmth rushed through my body like a sip of hot cocoa during a blizzard.

Her cheeks turned pink, and her chest heaved as her breath hitched. “Now what about Caldroves? I’m telling you it’s a bad idea.” She took a deep breath and sat on the edge of the chair across from my desk.

“Everything in the data suggests it’s an excellent investment,” I said as I shifted in my chair, trying to discreetly adjust my pants around my straining erection.

“Not everything.”

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