Page 50 of Don't Quit the Day Job

"Yes. I was just going to say that my calls are being forwarded to your desk, so if you could take messages…" He pauses then adds, "Detailed messages, including a name, number, and reason for the call, that would be great."

"Why, of course, Mr. Spector. There's nothing I would like to do more."

"I am sure there are a couple of things you'd like to do more," he says, putting his hands on the desk and leaning toward me. "I mean, I can think of a couple of things I'd like you to do." My eyes widen as he licks his lips. There’s no way he’s flirting with me again, is there? Just after he was mumbling about Marie?

"I know there are a couple of things I'd like to do to you as well," I say, leaning forward, a small smile on my face. I look over his handsome face, then down. "Actually, I think that..."

"Yes?" he says. "Continue…"

"I'd love to…" I lick my lips. "If you stand up straight for me for a second." He shrugs and stands up straight and I looked him directly in the crotch, then I look back in his eyes, which are sparkling, and I'm not sure if he thinks I'm about to tell him I'd love to give him a blowjob, but if he is, he's absolutely crazy.

"Continue, Ms. Haversham," he says.

"I'd love to be able to knee you right there," I say succinctly. "It's always been my dream to kick a guy in the balls." He bursts out laughing then.

"That's not exactly what I expected to hear. And I do hope that you do not try it on me. I would not like to be your first victim."

"Erm, then don't act like a jackass," I say.

"Wow, you really went from zero to 180 in, like, ten seconds. Did I do something and not know about it?"

"No," I say. "And please, let me get back to my research on Mrs. Whittington."

"Okie dokie," he says. "I most likely won't be back for a couple of hours, so feel free to have your lunch break, and I'll see you this afternoon."

"Oh, okay," I say in surprise. "Are you going somewhere that you wish for me to accompany you, or..."

"No," he says. "What I have to do you'll be no help with."

"Thanks a lot," I say.

"I'm not trying to be rude, but this is your second day on the job and you're going to an HR meeting, which you should check with them and see exactly what time that's scheduled for. When you go, just forward the calls to the receptionist."

"Okay, I will." I stare at him for a couple of seconds and he just looks at me.

"So if that's all," he says, clearing his throat. "I'll be off."

"Okay then," I say, watching his back as he heads toward the elevator. He's tall, and his shoulders are broad and wide, and my mind thinks back to his comment from earlier. "Does he really have an eight pack?" I mumble to myself. There's no way. I don't even think eight packs are humanly possible unless you’re a bodybuilder.

And he doesn’t have the body of a bodybuilder. Though, it’s not like I've seen him naked. But I mean, I wouldn't mind seeing him naked, if I’m completely honest with myself. If I’m being completely honest with myself, I can only imagine just how dynamite he is in bed.

I think the reason my mind cannot move away from him is because I haven't been in a real relationship with a guy I find really attractive in a long time. And it's not like Mr. Spector is going to be...that. He would suck as a boyfriend. I have no doubt in my mind that he'd be so self-absorbed and buried in his work that I'd barely see him if we were actually dating.

But I have a feeling that, in bed, he would be the Fourth of July and Halloween all rolled into one. He'd be the bag of sweets and the fireworks.

I sigh as I realized that my mind is in the gutter and it really has no reason to be, because even if I did want to be with him, that doesn’t mean he wants to be with me. I have a feeling he just likes playing with me.

That's what good-looking guys do, they just want to see if they can get you. It doesn’t even mean they actually want you.

My phone beeps then, and I look down and smile. It's a text message from Skye.

"Hey, you girls want to grab lunch?" I realize that she's texted me and Juniper.

Juniper responds immediately.

"I am so in."

"Me too." I send back, smiling. I really like them. And I really hope that we grow to be good friends. I was really happy that Skye had received a job offer from Kingston, even though it had shocked me. I hadn't wanted to tell her what I'd overheard him saying to Max about the possibility of hiring her.

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