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and the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen in

w whether to

as staring at me with his lips twisted in a cruel smirk. His dark brown hair tumble

anaged to say. “I’ll get

peated in a high mimicry of my

is my first job – not to mention, my first time managing

landed on my ass with a loud smack. Crying out, I leapt int

a smirk. “I’ll cut you all th

mumbled. Internally, I was screaming. But I knew I was going to have

d been so excited to start at Coop Agencies all weekend, but now,

invaded and ignored all at once – like he was scorning me, but also purposefully

ugh to dri

l life about five days to finish, and I’d asked Henry to go through the files in the filing cabinet and make sure all of the receipts matche

o break out in hives, just so I

said wearily. “I

d. He blew me a kiss, then walked over to my desk. Every time I was nearer than five feet to Henry, I couldn’t concentrate.

inches away from my face. Suddenly, I clamped my lips shut, worried that

ok my

into a smirk. “Cat g

I told myself. He’s only a man, after all. He’s not some powerf

Just getting a drink

d smirked. “I get it. Cool. You gonna tel

o,” I lied. “

f musky, heady cologne washed over me. I felt daz

few moments, the heat from his lips transferred to mine and I felt a delicious rush of arousal wash over my body. My knees went weak as Henry’s w

gripping my body made me feel delicate, like a real lady. Lust and desire swarmed through m

ned. “Have a great night,

sank back down into

on, all right. And the way things were looking now, I wa

opped onto the lone free barstool, next to my best friend R

murder me for this spot.” She pointed to her big black laptop case. “If it hadn’t b

owd here,” I said. “But they have the best

sipped her drink – it looked like a martini with