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“Okay, we’ll see next Sunday then,” he replied, again shaking offup the phone and buried my face in my hands

It wasn’t Luke, or even work that was getting to irl who had accepted a lift hoarette with irl who, no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t shake from my mind

“Roast beef or chicken?”

I looked up to see Carly holding two sandwiches “Beef,” I answered She threw the package atdown opposite me

“Do you s, her skirt riding up to her h Paired with her crealih to arouse

“Sure,” Imy sandwich “If you don’t have plans, I could use soht,” I added The sparkle in her eye leftback to the last time she had ‘worked late’ alone with me I sure as fuck was

“I can help,” she agreed, a hint of a sainst the constraint of my pants as I watched her devour that sandwich Every now and then her eyes would estion and pronals Everything was as clear as fuck

It was surprising how often you could misread someone’s actions when you were the boss More i how et you into I was sure so they could h a sexual harassment settlement I wasn’t one to let et in the way of what I wanted

Carly picked up the phone as it rang again, allowing me to enjoy the rest of my sandwich

“Falcon Property Developreide “Oh certainly, Mr Falcon He is right here,” she purred I rolled my eyes as I took the phone off her The only person that people foundthan myself, was my father Carly included I didn’t doubt for a second she’d fuck him, too, for a raise

“Eric,” I said, stretching back onCarly as she left the roo her ass leave the room “What can I do for you?” My father only ever called when he wanted so, and it pissed him off when I called him by his name

“Mr Delenski is flying in next hter” The no nonsense tone in my father’s voice toldwith him

“Entertain his daughter?” I repeated, amused “Whatever do you , Father I’ man” My words echoed his own from days earlier

“Drop the act, Jack Just make sure she enjoys her time in London A happy Lisbeth Delenski will o much hed