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He held his hand up to stop lided fro the small space between my seat and his enore, his crotch inches away froot where I was or what I was even trying to accomplish Wait, did he just say he wanted to ith Waterbridge-Howser? I realizedopen, and I closed it with a snap Adrenaline surged throughaccount--this washis position so as not to draw attention

"Please, Kristen, it’s Vincent I let it slide when you calledto call et back to business"

Vincent Sorenson, eager to get back to business The irony wasn’t lost on n the paperwork today, but there’s one condition" He paused "You must be my point of contact I’ll need a number to reach you at any point in the day"

His dark pupils drew aze and I found myself unable to look away I knew there’d be a catch "Richard’s usually the one orks directly with clients and I’m not sure I have the authority to--"

His expression implacable, he waved his hand to sayand unacceptable You’re smart, ambitious, and not afraid to take risks It’s either you or I walk away"

I blushed at his coht I wasn’t afraid of taking risks, but I had bigger issues to deal with Even though this would be an enorreed to Vincent’s condition Not tomuch more time alone with Vincent I doubted his true motives, but there was no way I could turn down this opportunity I’d just have to figure out how to handle the complications

I released a deep breath "You’re certainly very de I can be" His eyes traveled up the exposed skin of s to quell the uncoain, he can turn it on and off at will Despite the edgy feeling of being this close to Vincent, I had to ad sound sexual If he illing to sign with Waterbridge-Howser based on the et into my pants, I wasn’t about to stop hith

"Fine, I’ll be your point of contact," I said, pulling out a business card fro it to him "My infor the day My Blackberry nuencies as well" I hoped the eh there was so "Do you have the paperwork?"

I handed hio with us I’ my hand out He took it and squeezed firles upa huge client or Vincent’s touch

Without ned and dropped the papers on his desk, rather than returning them to et to the pleasure" The last word rolled off his tongue like a satin ribbon, sensuous and inviting

"I’h my face

"We didn’t finish our conversation at the bar"

"I thought ere quite clear," I said,to ed "Youbusiness with pleasure, so I didn’t The business is done, now it’s tine warped my brain into a puddle of incoherence I froze as a series of lewd iht a wisp of loose hair and pushed it behindaway, I closedhe couldn’t read the desire painted on my face

"If you read the paperwork, you’ll see pleasure isn’t part of the agreement," I tried

Vincent took his hand away from my face, his dark pupils intense and focused The sudden absence of his skin againstI craved his touch immediately, but I tried not to lean closer to hined was business The pleasure part is just between you andto mix them now?"

My pulse beat a steady staccato infaintly in the back ofbetween e was just a few feet away froer every ti crushed under his chest, his cock pressing againstsex

"Vincent, we can’t"

"Why not?"

"I’ll lose my job if anyone finds out"

He looked around "Hoould they? I checked behind the couch earlier, we’re definitely alone"

I had to give hier I was in his office the ive in I needed to end this conversation quickly I couldn’t get involved with a man like Vincent