Page 6 of Office Affairs

I pushed to my feet. “Keep poking around. See if Leon will give you any more information.” I buttoned my suit jacket and turned on my heel. “I’ll be back later.”

Garrett heckled me, telling me to have a good time, while Russell remained silent.

It was unlikely Sabrina was even downstairs. She’d probably left by now and I’d end up jerking myself off to the thought of her mouth on my dick.

I whistled on my ride down the elevator and glanced around the coffee lounge. No Sabrina. My stomach clenched until I raised my head and spotted her slim outline standing several feet from the door. She hugged the woman she’d been sitting with in the lounge and smiled. The sight burrowed beneath my skin, tugging at my heart in a way I’d never felt before. I hurried toward her, spinning behind a pillar to keep out of sight when her friend retreated.

Sabrina made it to the doors and outside onto the sidewalk before I caught up to her.

“Friend of yours?”

She startled and spun to face me, one hand at her throat and her eyes wide. “Yes. Why? Is that a problem?”

I shrugged. “Not to me.”

She smoothed a hand down her stomach and around her hip, almost like she felt self-conscious. “Can I help you with something?”

The husky note in her voice went straight to my cock. I shifted my weight to ease the growing tension and angled my head toward her. “I’m not sure if you’re up for what I had in mind.”

A coy smile tipped her lips upward and her eyes flashed. “When I said I wasn’t into risks, I meant the business kind. My personal life is completely different.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder and stepped closer. Her nipples peaked beneath the dress.

Inches separated us, and from all outward appearances, we were two people having a normal conversation.

Her eyes were another story. Lust and a deep hunger burned there. I didn’t doubt she saw the same in mine.

“In that case”—I fished my keys from my pocket—“can I give you a ride home?”

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SABRINA

The correct answer was no, absolutely not. But I found myself faltering as I stared up into his bright blue eyes. Did anyone ever tell this man no? I was, because there was no way in hell I could let this man drive me home. I shook my head but let him see the regret in my eyes. “That’s not possible.” I managed a grin. “I don’t take strange men home.” There, that should satisfy his ego and help me keep the job he’d offered me.

Chase flipped the keys around his finger so they clanked against his palm, then the back of his hand, then his palm again. He studied me carefully. One eyebrow raised, along with one corner of his mouth. “That’s not a no, Sabrina.”

It wasn’t, was it? Damn it. Chase could not go home with me. Hot sun warmed my bare shoulders as we stood facing each other outside Grady International. Cars careened up and down the street with little care. A pedestrian leaped up onto the sidewalk, shouting and waving his fist at the driver who nearly took him out at the knees. A typical day in the city.

“That was a ‘you can’t come to my house,’ Chase.” God his name felt good on my tongue. What other parts of him would I get to taste if I gave in to the desire running hot through my body? I hadn’t wanted a man like this in a long time, if ever. This was an all-consuming need that only Chase could fulfill. The hot desire in his eyes told me he knew how I felt.

He continued playing with the keys, his nimble fingers twisting the key fob and rubbing over the buttons. The sight had heat coursing through me and my clit throbbing. “My car is around the corner. I’m going for a drive.” He lowered his head toward mine, still not touching me. “You’re welcome to ride along.”

“And go where?” I was not backing down about my place. I lived in a small apartment with Keith … on Dad’s property. The instant Chase pulled up to my home, he’d know who I was and I’d be fired. Like hell I’d let him get that close to my personal life. Sex, however, was not off the table as long as he never found out he’d asked to sleep with his best friend’s daughter.

My job was to find out if Chase—or his buddies—were stealing my dad’s work. One look at the powerful man in front of me and I didn’t want to think he’d stoop that low. He had a high tilt to his brow, and even though I’d never spoken to him before today, I couldn’t help feeling like he was honest. Probably my hormones talking. I wanted to have sex with him, of course I wanted him to be a good guy. Then again, a hot, one-time fuck didn’t exactly endear the genuine quality. It spoke of desperation and a desire to either bend or flaunt the rules.

Chase remained silent for several seconds, but the wheels never stopped turning. I could almost see him thinking things through and coming to a decision. “As much as I’d like to offer, I’m afraid my car’s out of the question.” He tipped my chin up with one finger, then dropped it back to his side. Anyone walking across the foyer could see us if they bothered to look. He either didn’t care or was so enamored with me that he’d forgotten.

He was the CEO, obviously he didn’t give a flying fuck what people thought. I was the hot new hire, and after tonight, he’d never get another chance with me.

“I want you spread out under me. I’m going to take my time with you. Because tonight is all we have, and I’m going to make it so fucking hot you’ll never forget me.” His eyes blazed with the promise in his words. “If that’s what you want.” A cocky smile emerged and he tilted his head to the side. “Is that what you want?”

Hell yes. I’d let him back me up to the wall and drive his cock into me right here on the street if he kept looking at me like that. All my goals and motivation for taking this job flew right out of my head when he slid a hand into his pocket and stroked his cock.

I could use sex to gather information. The thought was fleeting, but it threw a shudder of ice down my spine. I’d never used sex to get what I wanted before, and I didn’t plan on starting now. The information I needed was inside Grady, and I’d dig it out the old-fashioned way, through hard work and perseverance so Dad would finally see that I wasn’t the screwup he thought.

Chase wasn’t the kind of man who would steal what he had the money to buy.

“Just so you know, I’m not a passive participant.” I wished I could reach out and show him, but that would have to wait until we were behind closed doors. “If we do this, I get to have my time with you.” I ran my tongue over my bottom lip and eyed his crotch. “And I’m a generous lover.”

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