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Derek’s sigh sounded put upon, and I laughed despite myself. “No. She had brown hair. Dammit, Max. How can you be so smart and so dumb?”
“Attic theory,” I mocked.
“You know that’s bullshit.”
“I disagree. If I don’t consider it important, then why retain the information?”
“She was my assistant. That’s pretty important in this company. She stopped me from going crazy while we floated Avalon. Without her,” he said dramatically, “we’d never have made so much money.”
“Oh, it was all Mary, was it? Nothing to do with me?” I grinned at the idiot as I flipped him the bird.
“Okay, so yeah. You had something to do with it too.”
“Good to know. I guess that’s why I get paid so much, huh?” I asked mockingly, then, scowling, I turned back to the matter at hand. “How long has she been working here? Is she doing a good job?”
Derek turned to look over his shoulder. “She’s pretty, isn’t she?”
“Yeah. You tried it on with her?”
“And risk a lawsuit?” Derek snorted; he’d been burnt by what had happened last year, pre-float. “Nope.”
“Why? Just don’t be a lech. She’s a temporary employee. It’s not like we’re held to the same laws.”
“Well, doesn’t that make you sound like a douche?”
I laughed. “I don’t mean be a bastard or hurt her. I just mean…” I grimaced. “Okay, I’m going to stop digging my own grave now.”
Anyway, why the fuck am I encouraging him to ask her out? Hell, with hair like that, and if the whole package matches up, then I want first dibs.
“Yeah, best you do that,” Derek retorted, his tone dry.
“Anyway. You’re not interested?”
“Not really. Things are going well with Kayla and me at the moment.”
I cocked a brow, surprised enough to stop staring at the beauty in my outer office.
“You are?”
Derek was the epitome of the male slut. He’d had more girlfriends
than I had, which was saying something considering I’d made it a point not to get close to any woman since Jessica had come and gone in my life.
I’d learned my lesson.
Relationships were a bitch. Especially when your girlfriend could go in the dictionary under the title: man-hating slut.
Yeah.
How someone could be both, I wasn’t sure, but Jessica had managed to achieve that.
“Don’t sound so surprised,” he snapped, sounding sulky now.
I grinned, satisfied at riling him up. “Well, I kind of am. I mean, she’s not your type, is she?”
“Why? What’s wrong with her?”
“She has an IQ?”
