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“Oh, it’s you.” There were certainly much worse sights to wake up to than the one she was currently looking at. Pax filled her doorway—all six feet two inches of him, looking fine as hell and really intimidating in black cargo pants, and a black hotel T-shirt stretched so tightly across his muscles that it looked as if it had been painted on. Not a bad sight at all, she mused to herself. Still, it was hardly necessary for him to come to call at eight in the morning.
“It’s early,” she stated grumpily.
Pax looked her up and down, taking in the oversized T-shirt that barely covered her ass. “Good morning.”
“Checking to make sure I didn’t run away?” she quipped, rolling her eyes.
“Something like that. I was coming to see if you’d like to join me for breakfast. I could have called, but I’m more persuasive face to face.”
“I see. You assumed I would need the full extent of your persuasive powers?”
Pax stepped inside, leaning against the wall behind the door, and crossed his arms over his chest in that way he had. “I didn’t want to take a chance. I admit, I’m really hoping you’ll say yes.”
“I’m hardly dressed for breakfast,” she said gesturing at her morning attire, wincing when her stomach growled loudly.
“I can wait.”
“Fine.” She shut the door behind him, every fiber of her being telling her to say no—to close the door in his face, to pack up her stuff, and to run back to LA as fast as she was able. But then he smiled. His dark skin was a perfect showcase for his pearly whites, and those eyes. She had known they were nice, but when he smiled, it was an instant transformation from tough and intimidating to rugged and sexy as fuck.
Her panties instantly dampened, and she was just thankful she was wearing any. Rushing to the closet, she grabbed the first things she put her hands on and hauled ass to the bathroom. She showered, dressed, and put on a small amount of make-up in record time. You did not keep a man who looked like that waiting—especially not if said man was a spanker.
Was he a spanker outside of work? She wondered. He must be—how would one get in a profession like his otherwise? Did he have a girlfriend? A fiancée? Wife? Did he expect her to follow rules as he did “his girls?” Did he spank her if she didn’t? As hard as it was to imagine—it was harder not to imagine. Pax Donovan was a dominant man. She suspected it was true in all areas of his life. Not that it mattered. He was her boss, and she did not need to be thinking of him this way at all. What in the hell was wrong with her? It’s just a friendly employer-employee breakfast, she told herself. Nothing more than that, so cool your jets.
Taking a deep breath to clear her mind, she slipped on a pair of sandals, and opened the bathroom door. “Ready.”
Pax smiled, extending the crook of his arm, gesturing for her to slip her own arm through his. That was interesting to say the least, and not something a normal employer would do, but Pax was no normal employer.
He took her to a small organic café on the other end of the hotel. “I like to walk here in the mornings, so I can get my exercise in.”
It was hard not to scoff at that. Any stranger off the street would be able to tell that this man was no stranger to a gym.
The café was small and casual, and Pax led her to a bistro table in a back corner. The hostesses must have owner radar because they had menus and drinks before they had even fully sat down.
She smiled, amused. “Great service.”
“Generally. The foods good too. I’m getting the same thing I always do. Take some time to look at the menu.” Even as he said it, he closed his own and set it down flat on the table.”
“Creature of habit, huh?”
“Discipline comes in many forms. I like to practice self-discipline, and follow stricter rules than I expect of others.”
“Good to know,” she mused, trying not to giggle over the image of Pax spanking himself for breaking a rule. She knew that was not what he meant by self-discipline, but she still couldn’t get the thought out of her head. Besides, Pax didn’t seem like much of a rule breaker. His looks screamed dangerous bad boy, but she suspected that was only true in the bedroom. And, there it was again. If she could go more than ten minutes without thinking of her new employer in that way, that would be awesome.
The menu was not her usual breakfast fare. She wanted biscuits and gravy, or bacon and eggs. This was all egg whites and spinach and bran muffins. She wondered if Pax would let her get away with just coffee again. Probably not. Her stomach had already given her away and she was starving.
“You’re eyeing the menu pretty dubiously. Not a health food fanatic?” Pax grinned.
“Am I that obvious? I’m sure it’s all good, I just haven’t had a substantial meal in a while, and I was in the mood for something a little heavier.”
The waitress was approaching and she groaned. Pax plucked the menu out of her hands and handed it to the woman. “Hey, Mary, I’ll have my usual, and the lady here will have the newcomer’s special.”
The waitress was gone in a flash, leaving Diamond confused and annoyed. “I can order for myself. And what’s the newcomer’s special? I didn’t see that on the menu.”
“It’s not on the menu. I’ll tell you what, if it doesn’t meet your needs, I’ll take you wherever you want to go and buy you the biggest, greasiest breakfast they have.”
“Now you’re talking. So what’s the occasion anyway? Did you think of more rules? Find more papers I needed to sign? Checking to make sure I didn’t run away in the middle of the night?”
“None of the above. Well, a little of the last one maybe.”
