Page 15 of On the Edge

His head tilted back as he smiled. “Considering today isn’t your first impression, I think you’re safe.” He shrugged. “Besides, I’ve held your knickers in my hands. If that doesn’t embarrass ya, a little stain on your shirt shouldn’t.”

I wasn’t sure if I was mortified or ready to crack up. My cheeks heated, which seemed to be the effect Adam had on me every time we were within a few feet of each other. There were so many reasons why I needed to stay away from him, but the fact that he was my boss just topped the charts.

“Did you, uh, talk to Leslie?” I tried my hand at diversion.

The mention of Leslie had him dragging a palm down his jaw and throat. “Yeah, I reassured him that his new roommate isn’t a crazy person.”

“A gobshite?” I perked a brow.

He squinted at me a little, and I got the feeling he wanted to respond, but his lips remained tight.

“I really do need to make other arrangements for a new place, though.”

His gaze found my eyes again. “Don’t worry about that right now.” He moved over to the conference room door and pushed it open. “Just focus on kicking arse at your new internship.”

I shot him a half smile and allowed him to lead the way to rejoin the rest of the group. He didn’t say anything else as we walked.

A few interns looked up as we entered the large eating space, side by side. I could see it in their eyes—they were wondering how I had managed to snag one-on-one time with the boss. I hoped to God they couldn’t tell it was because he’d already seen me wearing nothing but a T-shirt. The last thing I wanted was some rumor to taint my image in my first real career opportunity.

“Hey. So, boss man is hot, huh?” Kate twirled a lock of brown hair around her index finger and nudged my hip with her own. “What were you two talking about?”

I looked over at Adam as he talked to one of the male interns. His mouth opened and he tipped his head back and laughed at something Craig said. When he caught me looking at him, I immediately shifted my attention to the muffin that I’d grabbed from the table of food in front of us.

“So?” Kate pressed again.

Shit. What lie could I come up with? I bit into the blueberry muffin, buying myself some time. “I asked him about the McGregor Foundation,” I said after swallowing.

“The what?”

I explained what I’d learned about the McGregor Foundation and how they provided food to those in need, and she started bobbing her head up and down before I had even finished.

“Too bad we don’t get to work with Adam every day. I wonder what his brothers look like, and how many of them there are.” Kate’s big brown eyes were focused on Adam’s ass as he bent over to pick up a piece of trash on the floor. It seemed strange. Here we were, a group of ten interns all ignoring the trash on the floor, and the company’s billionaire owner had stooped to pick it up. I felt a little embarrassed.

But I couldn’t blame Kate for staring. The man’s ass was like none other. Tight. Hard. Perfect. It was probably a good thing I’d only seen his top half naked. How often did he work out, that he could eat all the crap he ate yesterday for breakfast and still look like that?

“Anna?” Kate snapped her fingers in front of me. “You in McGregor la la land?” she teased.

“What?” I gasped. “No. I would never—” My eyes went wide as I dusted the crumbs from my fingers onto a paper plate on the table by my side.

“You wouldn’t?” She shook her head, and I followed her gaze back over to Adam. He was stuffing a piece of bacon in his mouth. Him and bacon. “I would.”

“You would?” I said a little louder than I meant to.

My stomach became nauseous at the thought, which was completely absurd. I barely knew him. Plus, I had absolutely no business getting to know him further. Unless the topic was about work, or he had an update on my MIA roommate, I didn’t need to talk to him. And I didn’t need to fantasize about what he looked like completely naked, either.

“Oh come on. I’m in Ireland, babe. I took this internship to get away and have some fun. And what could be more fun than him?”

I thought about her words, surprised that someone who barely knew me would admit that. But hey, to each her own. I wondered if she would really go after Adam, or if it was all just talk. And would he be interested in her?

I groaned on the inside, hating myself for allowing the scenarios to run through my head. “He’s not my type.”

“What?” Kate wiggled her brows. “I thought tall, dark, and handsome was everyone’s type.”

“Nope.”

“Are you into women?” She elbowed me. “Because Narisa’s hot.”

“Huh?” My cheeks paled. “No. No, I’m just not into arrogant men.”

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