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Brazen
I’ve been avoiding the office like a coward, doing the exact opposite of my promise yesterday. Sunday is intrusive, and Noah is too tempting. So, I’ve been steering clear.
When Sunday gets something in her head, she rarely shakes it off. If she’s decided to play matchmaker, I know there isn’t much I can do to dissuade her. Maybe she’ll see she was wrong after spending some time alone with Noah at the office. Or maybe my avoidance will make things worse. I guess we’ll see.
So, I’ve been at the work site.
I’ve actually been here for hours, the last of which I’ve been inventing things to do. I’m way ahead of schedule for this flip, and I know damn well that Sunday knows that, too. I’m actually surprised she hasn’t called me yet. Slowly, I gather my tools and load up my work truck. Time to face the feisty strawberry-blonde who believes my decision to hire Noah was more than what it was.
Man up, Brazen.
When I get to the office, Sunday’s car isn’t out front. I’m not sure if that’s good or bad. I park my truck next to her empty space, turn off the ignition, and go inside.
Noah Mackenzie.
She jumps when I enter the room, and it’s adorable. A pamphlet falls from her hands, and she covers it with papers on the desk as she clears her throat. I make a mental note to find out what she was looking at as I walk to my desk.
“Where’s Sunday?”
“I don’t know. I’ve been alone here all day.”
“You mean, neither of us showed up on your third day of work? Oh, we totally suck.”
I’d bet money that Sunday didn’t show up today because she wanted me to be alone with Noah. She probably had no idea I would be avoiding that very thing. So, it looks like the only thing we accomplished was leaving our new hire stranded.
“It’s okay. It gave me a chance to get familiar with everything I’m responsible for.” She straightens a pen on her desk that wasn’t perfectly parallel to a stack of papers.
“And are you? Familiar? Do you know my business inside and out? Could you navigate what I want you to do with your eyes closed?” Good God, that sounded kind of dirty, but I roll with it and give Noah a broad smile.
Noah’s lips part as her cheeks pink, and her eyes fix on my mouth.
Under a minute in the office, and I’ve already failed at professionalism.
Noah. Noah Mackenzie. My assistant.
My new fascination.
I want her.
Happy, Sunday? I’ve admitted it.
I want to taste the skin along her neck.
I need to push her away.
I want to hold her hostage beneath me.
Wrong. Bad. Unfair.
Fuck it. We can always hire a new assistant.
The push and pull inside me is heavy, leaving me to teeter over my boundary lines. With a light touch to the back of her chair on wheels, I spin her out from her desk, so she’s facing me. Her hand grips the inside of her leg near her knee, and I’m positive, if I were to spread her legs open, there would be nail marks indented in her skin. I’m also positive that I wouldn’t be looking at said nail marks.
I lean closer and place my hands on the arms of her chair, pulling her closer to me. “Well?” I push for more. I need her to give it to me.
“I am confident I can handle whatever.” She pauses, and her sight drops to my mouth again. “Whatever you give me.”
“I’m happy to hear that, Noah.” Especially while she focuses on my lips and has that sexy little pant to her breaths. I lean in. Slowly. Torturing myself. Delaying giving us both what we can feel amplifying between us.
