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“Or what?”
“Or you’ll find yourself praying to a different God.” Then he winks before walking away, leaving me an angry, frustrated, and intrigued ball of nerves that follows a few minutes later while plotting his demise.
I’m not going to let him get one over on me.
He should be afraid. Very afraid.
***
4
SHE’S GLORIOUS IN her indignation.
Beautiful and majestic while placing the file down atop Malcolm’s desk with more force than necessary while glaring at me. So sexy in her anger. There’s something about her that’s gotten under my skin, and the more I see of her sweet lips and dangerous eyes, the more I want.
To taste. To bite. To bend her over and show her how good it could be.
Every instinct within me fights to bring her closer, to not question the why, but I hold my stance with a stoic expression on my face. Her every action draws me in, and the dare in her eyes fuels a fire I’ve never experienced before.
I’m not one to date and have never given a single fuck about settling down.
Not in this life. Not when your next day is never guaranteed and leaving a family behind is irresponsible. So I’ve kept to myself and when the need arose, I found a willing woman who understood the no-questions-asked and no-repeats rule.
Moreover, I’ve seen it before in my family when Alejandro’s father was incarcerated for being an honest man. Women and kids suffer. Most end up repeating the cycle because that’s all they’ll ever know. Because they’ll always be the product of what society deems to be scum.
I’ll make an exception for her, though. That thought has been running through my mind since our little exchange earlier in the day.
“Will that be all, boss?” It leaves her on a sneer directed at me, and I bite back a smirk.
“Yes.” Asher’s eyes are on me, watching my reactions, while I continue to ignore anything but her. “Just make sure we’re not disturbed. You can head out whenever you want.”
“Wish I could, but I’m meeting someone for dinner nearby. It would be a waste of time to drive—”
“Who?”
“None of your concern, Mr. Lucas. Remember that.” The glare is gone, and the sass is back. It’s there in the swing of her hips as she passes by my chair on her way out and then the quick look of triumph when I reach out and stop her, my grip of her wrist firm. “Is there something you need?”
“There is.” I rub my thumb along the veins of her wrist, enjoying the tiny little flutters at the pulse point. The softness that overtakes her features and an almost inaudible sigh that makes me swallow back the demand to submit and clear her calendar. Not yet. Not here. “Do you have regular milk for the coffee? Could you get some for me?”
“I’m not your—”
“Play nice, Mariah.” It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell our boss to fuck off, but I take in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “He’s new and valuable.”
“My pleasantries will cost extra.”
“I’ll remember that.” She doesn’t pull her hand away from me during their exchange. Instead, I notice the small step in my direction. The leaning of her hip. “We do have milk, Javier. Is two percent okay?”
“That would be fine.”
“Then I’ll be right back.”
Neither of us moves until a throat clears and our heads turn toward an amused CEO. “Was that for today’s coffee or tomorrow’s?”
“My apologies.” Reluctantly, I release my hold and she nods, giving me a quick smile before exiting. There was no mention of the milk I requested or if she’d be back, but I watch that door, hoping to catch another glimpse of the little demon.
“You know…” Malcolm begins, and I tilt my head so he knows I’m listening “…I thought this would be a mistake and I’d kill you before the week was over.”
“That’s a funny assumption.”
