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“No one who expects me to answer” His eyes are on the papers in front of hi at him

I want toabout him He’s so perfect in that leather chair, his dark hair pushed back behind his ears, skiarette back and forth Cigarettes? Seriously? I , bad-boy way, but still…

“You’re not really going to sain, those brown eyes snap up to mine So hot

“In case you missed it, I’m the boss I do whatever I want Now if you don’t mind…”

I don’t knohy I’ hiet fired—not only because it would look bad on et fired I need the money for me and Renée

My hand drops to the door handle, and I softentomorrow See you then”

He doesn’t even look up

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The door closes, and I lean back, trying to escape the lingering scent of her It’s a faintly persistent sweetness in the back ofand refusing to be ignored… or bossed around

I don’t knohat to , like some fucked up mix of a kitten and a minx

Was she seriously criticizing me? I’ll smoke if I want to

I toss the unlit cigarette ontothat I’m attracted to her I don’t even know her I need to stay focused on the big picture, our future plans, and launching this new commercial app

Instead,blue eyes, full lips parting to reveal straight white teeth, that sheer top…

The way she laughed and said my name…