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Lisa was shaking her head at Ursula. “Why are you doing this to the girl? Giving her false hope? He’s a very busy guy who takes every detail of his company seriously. He simply wants a chance to hear Megan out but his only opportunity in the near future is lunch on Thursday. Which, by the way, is tomorrow,” she added smoothly, making a sharp turn to face Megan. “Now girl, what are you going to wear? Hope you’ve got a sexy little skirt suit lined up for your one hour with Mr. Candy on Legs.”
Now it was Megan’s turn to shake her head and laugh right along with them.
She felt so twisted up. She knew it was probably just wishful thinking, but she could have sworn she saw something in Mr. Mayer’s eyes when he’d shaken her hand – and when he’d suggested the lunch appointment. But wasn’t she being foolish for nursing any silly crush for her gorgeous boss? She’d only be letting herself up for embarrassment, not to talk of heartache, is she didn’t smarten up soon…
Chapter Three
Was it even possible for him to look even hotter than the first time they’d met? Megan’s heart fell into the pit of her belly as she faced Heath Mayer once again.
It was the afternoon of their lunch meeting, and she’d arrived with what she hoped was a professional and confident exterior
“Nice to see you, Miss Kerry,” he said in that chocolate-melting voice of his. She placed her hand in his and for a moment, she had that tingling sensation that he didn’t want to let go.
Nice to see you, handsome, she would have said, but instead made an appropriate reply before sinking into the chair opposite him at the table. It was a very intimate restaurant, obviously expensive, within a very prestigious five-star hotel. He at once proceeded with ordering, and Megan chose something light. She was sure she’d be too nervous to eat.
“The presentation, Mr. Mayer…”
“Can wait one more minute,” he said, sitting back as his fingers tapped the side of his wine glass. She lifted wide eyes to his face, her breath catching at the studious expression there. Why was he looking at her like he was undressing her with his eyes? Was she imagining the sudden air of awareness swirling around them and making it seem like all the oxygen was sucked out from the room?
“You intrigue me, Miss Kerry. How old are you, twenty two, twenty three?”
“I’m twenty five, actually, sir,” she said, taking a hasty gulp of her wine and almost spilling it on herself, her hands far from steady.
He nodded thoughtfully. “I was looking through your file the other day, and I was thinking how much progress you’ve made since you joined my firm. All the ideas and structures you’ve spearheaded have in one way or another, placed the company one foot ahead. You remind me a lot about myself when I was your age.”
Megan found herself chuckling softly at that. “You make yourself sound so ancient, Mr. Mayer. You can’t be much older than me, surely.”
“I’m twenty nine. But I’m serious; it took me just a few years to make my mark in my own field. And you, Miss Kerry, are making quite a mark of your own. And by the way…I like the way you laugh. You should do it more often.”
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Megan blinked, and then said, “Thank you sir,” even as her heart began to pound alarmingly again. But the waiter appeared with their first course so she had a few moments of respite to collect herself after his unexpected compliments – all of them.
As they ate, she gave him an insight to her plans for the marketing growth of the company. She could tell he liked what he heard, and her heart lifted when he made some approving c(omment or the other on one or two of her points.
“Once again, you’ve impressed me, Miss Kerry,” he said lightly. They’d just had the table cleared and he was drinking some more wine. Following suit, Megan took several swallows from her glass and fought off the heady feeling overtaking her. She was normally lightweight with alcohol and she knew she should be taking it easy, but around Heath Mayer, she needed as much fortification as she could get. Just sitting so close to him, having to endure his skin-tingling gaze was bringing a twitching to her hidden places.
“Thank you, Mr. Mayer,” she croaked out. She tried to meet his eyes but daren’t. It was hard to look straight at him and not wish herself in bed with him right there, right then. That somehow, with a snap of her fingers, the restaurant would disappear and they’d be in some exotic location, having steamy, filthy sex for hours.
“What if I told you I’m considering giving you a promotion – moving you up to head office to head the team there?” he said calmly, and Megan’s eyes darted as she let his words sink in.
“I’d say…wow, sir. That’s a big career leap,” she said with reined-in enthusiasm. It wouldn’t do to jump on the table and do a jig, not just yet.
“But you’ve got the guts and the talent to hold your own, don’t you, Miss Kerry? There’s much of a can-do element about you; I can tell these things.”
“I don’t know what to say, sir.”
He smiled at her faltering state. “You should say, “that’s a wonderful opportunity sir, I’ll take it.””
“That’s...a wonderful opportunity sir, I’ll take it,” she echoed stupidly, her cheeks reddening. But his smile deepened, his eyes grew warmer.
“I like you, Miss Kerry. You seem like type to obey orders well. And if it’s one thing I find vital, it’s someone who’s good at not defying me.”
“Funny, I thought you’d like a bit of challenge once in a while,” she murmured, amazed at her audacity.
He tilted his head slightly to the side. “Oh, I do. But in some things, a man like me would require complete submission from a woman.”
Once again, Megan’s eyes darted and she wondered breathlessly if they were still talking about work.
