Page 81 of One Bossy Night


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“That's a start. As more things come up, I will call on your services for free, and you will perform.”

“I'll always be ready, Sir, at your beck and call.”

His gaze narrowed, tamed in that salty gorgeous way that made me think of all the sex we'd had in Thailand. Raw, messy, sweet.

“Damn,” I had to start to fan myself because seeing him and being dressed like this was all I could think about.

“How's your new job?” he asked. “Or perhaps I should say company? Are you just helping her turn it around as an employee, or is this a split endeavor?”

“We spent the majority of last night in discussions of how to proceed, and we’ve decided that an absolute arrangement will be better. I'll own fifty percent, and she'll own fifty percent as well.”

“Good,” he replied. “That's good. Partners are always beneficial, but no matter how friendly you are now, trust me when I say things can and will get messy along the line. So regardless of your relationship with her, you need to set down very clear boundaries and responsibilities from the onset.”

He was giving me business advice, and I nearly couldn't believe it. Still, I listened attentively, appreciating every single moment of it. My foot brushed against his leg underneath the table. It had been accidental, but on the brief pause in his speech, I knew that he had felt it as well.

Smiling, he picked up his glass of wine, and I couldn't stop watching him.

“I know you used to go boxing sometimes, even in the middle of the day when you really wanted to take your mind off things,” I said, and I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. “Back then, I had always wanted to suggest an alternative sport to you.”

“An alternative sport?” he asked. “Why didn't you mention it back then?”

I looked at him, and everything inside screamed to hold back. This is... was my boss. Was your boss, I tried to remind myself.

“Your car,” I said. “Any chance we can have five minutes to be alone?” I asked, this time, however, I was unable to look at him. “The glasses are tinted, the insides are spacious.”

And just like that, he understood exactly what I was saying.

“The driver's waiting at the curb, but he can go down to the underground garage and make himself scarce. Ten minutes, you say?” he asked.

“Maybe more,” I replied. “It really depends on how much sweating you need.”

“Oh, I think you're the one that needs this exercise because I'm not going to be exerting much effort anyway. You're the one that'll be doing more of the riding.”

“Still up for it?”

I nodded, unable to wipe the smile off my face.

“When exercising, you just need your heart to go faster for you to experience either kind of relief we’re chasing here,” I said, and then laughed.

“In that case, I am extremely certain that this... sport is just what I need.”

Chapter Fifty-Three

Hunter

I'd never quite fucked in a car before.

The unavoidable discomfort because of how tall I am didn’t particularly appeal to me, but as she lifted up her gorgeous dress and sat astride me, I couldn't believe just how excited I was.

“I thought we needed time away from each other?” I said as she leaned down to kiss me, and she had to stop midway to contain her amusement.

“We do need time away from each other,” she replied, and then she kissed me. It had been just a short while ago since we had kissed, however, as her tongue slid into my mouth, I understood why despite the fact I was having the worst day ever, I had still found the time to come meet her. I understood that all I wanted to babble about was the new partnership she was involved in, and there was one more thing.

I pulled away from the kiss and stared into her gorgeous eyes.

“I don’t know what's going to happen in the future between us,” I said. “But I do know that if you have to become my secretary again, I don't ever want to see you dressed in those life-sucking dreary clothes.”

She cocked her head, smiling.

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