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“Yes, sir,” Michael says, taking notes.
Payton nods, looking like a deer in headlights. Jesus, I hope she’s up to this.
I flick to another slide, which highlights last year’s launch, complete with data to show the results.
“Payton, we are looking for improvements on these numbers this year.” I use the remote to point at the screen as I twist my head to her. “Please make sure that your team have the monitoring in place for all forms of media, and that we get the report no later than a month post launch.”
“No problem,” she replies and taps on her laptop.
“I want a first concept presentation by next week.”
Her mouth falls open.
God, I wish she wouldn’t do that. Those lips of hers are beginning to haunt me.
I spin back and flick through the rest of the slides, showing them other examples of our launches and some from our competitors.
“Flounce is launching two weeks after we do. I want our name on everyone’s lips so that no matter what they do, it’s a disappointment,” I say, clicking the screen off.
This launch is important to our sales, but I am potently aware that it also speaks to me as a leader in the organization. I need it to come off without a hitch if I am to be taken seriously for my father’s job.
Payton is playing a key role in this.
So no matter how much I want to keep my distance, I need to work closely with her to make sure this launch is an enormous success.
“This is very exciting,” Payton says. “We can work to these timelines and I’m confident that working together we can start shaping a concept that will become another fantastic StoryCraft and Verity & Co. collaboration.”
My team is encouraged and I watch as they brainstorm ideas. Payton takes notes and adds her own thoughts.
I’ll be honest, I’m impressed.
She’s creative, positive, and, yes, sexy as fuck.
Eventually, the room begins to empty out while I’m scrolling on my phone. I glance up and notice only Payton and Mindy are left.
Standing, I slide my phone into my pocket and hold the door open. Mindy walks through first, and without thinking, I turn back to get my laptop.
Because of my size, I’m blocking the doorway with my body, so Payton plows right into me. I catch her, my hands gripping her arms, as the door closes behind us.
“Shit, sorry.” She gasps.
God, to hear her gasp as I slam my cock inside her.
Wrong. Nope. Do not think shit like that.
“Jesus,” I mutter, slowly running my hands down her bare skin as our eyes connect. The air crackles as the chemistry I’m trying so hard to ignore slaps me in the face.
Unlike Stacey and Selena, Payton is a subordinate, and I don’t like that I have power over her.
Bullshit.
I love how she pants and would love nothing more than to push her against the boardroom table, lifting her onto it and yanking that proper skirt of hers up to her waist. Then I’d tear her tank down the fucking middle so that finally I can wrap my mouth around her nipples.
But that is not happening.
Not today.
Not ever.
