Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
“You said it pissed you off at first. So then how did you feel?”
That’s when his eyes turned sad, and I had a feeling I knew why.
“I wanted to kiss you so damn badly in your bedroom, Saylor. So much that I felt like I was going to fucking explode. When I was almost at your apartment later, well, I realized I had no right to be there. You made it clear you’re not interested in me. So, I left. I called a friend and went to her place.”
It felt like someone hit me right in the middle of my chest. “Her place?”
“Yeah, Annie’s an old…friend of mine.”
I stood, my body trembling. “I see. So you got your fuck in anyway, didn’t you? Couldn’t have me and felt too guilty screwing Natalie while I was in the other room, so you went for option number three. Nice. I see your reputation precedes you.”
Mason glared at me.
Where did that come from? I sound like a jealous ex.
Placing my thumb and finger on the bridge of my nose, I sighed. “Mason, I’m sorry. I had no right to say that to you, and I’m not sure why I even did. It’s just—”
His expression softened. “It’s just what?”
I wanted to tell him that I was attracted to him. But he was my boss. And I’d only known him for a little over a week. So picturing him bending me over his desk and having his way with me was not something I should be doing. Yet, he consumed my every thought—no matter if I was asleep or awake.
“Nothing, I need to get to work on the presentation for the Jameson account.”
Turning on my heels, I quickly made my way to the door. My heart was racing, my breathing heavy. I needed to get away from Mason Quinn and figure out how in the hell I was going to keep working for a man I so desperately longed for.
CHAPTER TEN
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Mason
I WATCHED SAYLOR walk out of my office. I wanted to stop her and demand that she tell me what was going on in that pretty little head of hers. But I already knew.
There was no denying we were attracted to each other. I also knew Saylor had just gotten out of what seemed like a bad relationship, and the last thing she probably wanted was to jump into one with a guy who didn’t want to settle down.
Wait. I’m not interested in a relationship. I’m interested in Saylor, yes, but dating?
I laughed out loud.
“Fuck that.”
Sinking down into my chair, I let out a groan.
Who in the hell was I kidding? I couldn’t stop thinking about Saylor. From the first moment she’d run into me and spilled her damn hot tea all over, she was pretty much all I could think about.
I loved her smart-ass mouth and how she treated me like an equal while still respecting my position as her boss. She was smart and unafraid to speak up when she thought something was off or she had an idea. And damn if that wasn’t sexy as hell.
I dropped my head back against the seat. Why did Saylor come into my life now? When I was right where I wanted to be career-wise. When I needed to focus on building Maxwell and Locke and making it the best it could be.
Turning my chair, I stared out over the city I had only just recently moved to. I’d been to New York City plenty of times for work and to visit Charlie and my brother. It was one of my favorite places to be. The hustle and bustle of all of it was a constant cheap thrill.
So why, all of sudden, did it feel like I was completely and utterly alone?
• • •
“Mr. Quinn? Your meeting is in fifteen minutes.”
Hitting the button on my phone, I replied, “Thank you, Ashley.”
“You’re welcome, sir.”
I leaned back in my chair and tapped the pen on my desk as I thought about the meeting I had in a few minutes. It had been over a week since I’d taken Saylor to the housewarming party. She didn’t try to avoid me at work, but something was clearly off. She seemed distracted.
My cell buzzed, reminding me of the meeting. Saylor was presenting her campaign for the Jameson people, and I knew from reviewing what she’d sent over earlier that she was going to knock it out of the park. Maybe I needed to put her on the damn protein bar account.
Picking up the file folders on my desk, I headed to the conference room. When I walked in, I was surprised to see Ava sitting there.
“Ava, I’m glad you’re able to sit in on the presentation.”
She nodded and gave me a polite smile. “I’d like to see Saylor in action.”