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But I have other needs. Ones that I’m sure will be more fulfilling in the long run, since Mel has proven she isn’t the type to hang around for very long.
The reminder sours my attitude. I pick up a flyer and hold it out.
“Have you seen this?”
Hesitantly, she takes it from me. The delicateness of her wrist almost sends me reeling, breaking the carefully disinterested attitude I’ve cultivated.
Her brows furrow.
“The company retreat…yeah. My assistant said it happens every year.”
“Yes. Usually just our executive team and close clients, the higher paying ones, are invited.”
I can see the annoyance in her eyes. Mel has never had a soft spot for the wealthy. She’s a bleeding heart. When we were kids, she took care of baby birds and adopted stray cats.
“Okay.” Her eyes scan the flyer again. “Do you need me to make up some itineraries or…?”
“I want you to come.”
The words hang in the air between us. My mind, of course, runs away with me again, echoing a memory from years ago. Bracing myself over Mel, my hand between her legs, stroking her wet folds.I want you to come.
There’s a blush on her cheeks. Is she remembering that night, too?
“I—you want me to come on the retreat?”
“I want you to come as my fiancé.”
Another beat of silence, and then Mel laughs. It’s loud enough that Brett, my assistant, glances our way from outside the office.
“What the hell are you talking about, Jenson?”
Slipping the flyer out of her grasp, I step closer, so that we’re only inches apart. The silk of her blouse brushes the buttons on my shirt. I reach out and finger the sleek fabric, wondering if she’s just as soft beneath it.
“You’re going on the company retreat, and you’re going to pretend to be my fiancé.” The words come out low, deep. Confident.
Her eyes search mine, the humor dropping from them quickly now that she realizes I’m serious. She tries to step back, but I catch her, a hand on her lower back. Holding her close. My dick twitches in response.
I know Brett is still glancing curiously our way, and if my idea is going to work, I need some rumors to start. Why not now?
She seems uncomfortable but doesn’t fight to get away. Instead, she puts a hand just below my chest, holding us a safe distance apart. Beneath my fingertips, I can feel her warm skin, the dimples of her lower back.
“I want Dupont Analytics.” The explanation comes out smoothly. I’ve been working on it all day, after all. “Roy is retiring soon, and I want the company. I’ve been here since day one. I deserve it.”
“So you’re using me…for a business deal.”
“Yes.” No point in lying.
Mel looks away and pushes me back. Not hard, but enough to catch me off guard.
“You’re crazy.”
“Youwalked intomycompany, Melanie. I make the rules here.”
She scoffs. “I’m pretty sure pretending to be your fake fiancé wasn’t in my contract. But thanks for the offer.” Her eyes flash with disdain, lip curling. “If that’s all.”
She turns and marches right out the door, Brett looking at her in disbelief.
A hundred words, questions, and accusations well up in my chest.
