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It was She followed hi an eye, she crossed to the desk and perched on it Two feet fro-clad legs with a slow and deliberate slide and let her stilettos dangle The little skirt rode up her thighs almost to the point of indecency

His tongue went nu into a spectacular hard-on One tiny push with his heel and Cass’s chair would roll hiasbord of delights inches away

This was his punishet how corporate politics, particularly between competitors, worked

“Thanks for co on short notice,” she purred and the subtle innuendo wasn’t lost on him

“Thanks for having me,” he returned and cleared the rasp froame than he’d supposed “You ready to talk details?”

“Sure, if you want to ju hi to talk to them”

Instantly suspicious, he grinned and crossed his ar back in the chair so he could see all of her at once She was sos?”

“Oh, nothing much” She waved a French-manicured hand airily and leaned forward, one palm on the desk Her silky button-up shirt billowed a bit, just enough to draw his attention to her cleavage but not enough to actually show anything

The anticipation of catching a gli

“Name your price, Cass,” he murmured and wondered what she’d do if he pulled her off that desk into his lap “I’h?”

“Not quite You also have to help me catch the leak first”

His gaze snapped back up to her beautiful face as her istered “Help you catch the leak? You mean you haven’t already?”

Unacceptable Hadn’t she learned anything important from him? Yesterday he sure would have said so, but obviously she needed a few more pointers about how to run her business

“I have a plan,” she explained calmly “And you’re it Until the leak is stopped, Fyra can’tour formula Surely you understand that”