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“Take a seat.” She smiles and nods to the sofa, which is halfway across the lobby. “Mindy will be down soon.”
I make my way over to the seating area and drop my bags. Just as I sit and cross my legs, I hear a loud laugh and look up.
Then freeze.
Knox Montgomery stands in the middle of the lobby with his phone to his ear, and a black leather bag strapped over his shoulder, and stares at me.
His dark gray suit fits him like a glove and I’m sure under the black shirt he wears there are layers of solid muscle. It’s obvious with his build that he works out and I’m sure I’m not the only one who notices.
A chunky gold watch hangs from his wrist.
From his well-groomed wavy dark hair to his polished designer shoes, it’s obvious that he’s a wealthy man.
I swallow as Knox’s dark gaze travels along my body and down my nude crossed legs.
I suddenly feel very naked.
And despite desperately needing this job to work out, I can’t help but wish I was.
Well, maybe not in the busy lobby of the WME building. I push the inappropriate thoughts away and uncross my legs, jumping to my feet.
His eyes narrow.
Oh. Fuck.
I’m waiting for Mindy, not him. He probably has no time to speak with me. He’s the director of marketing, for crying out loud.
Do I sit?
Do I pretend I need the bathroom?
I’m about to beg to the heavens for some divine help in getting me out of this awkward situation when he starts walking toward me.
“Ms. Mills,” his deep sexy voice greets.
“Hi, hello,” I reply and stick out my hand.
He stares at it, and I’m almost ready to just run out the door when he takes it.
“You don’t need to shake my hand every day,” Knox tells me.
The air crackles where his large warm hand envelops mine and we both stare at it. When my eyes lift, his jaw is clenched.
“In fact, I think it would be a good idea if you don’t.”
If we lose this contract, your job will become redundant.
I try to ignore how handsome he is up close, and how the scruff on his jaw is perfectly groomed. His blue eyes are like steel, and teeth are incredibly white.
Jesus, what is wrong with me?
Who thinks teeth are sexy?
On Knox Montgomery, they are.
I clear my throat and remove my hand, which has sat enclosed in his for far too long.
“No, sorry. Thank you for having me here.”
