Page 63 of Pretty Little Thing

“So, I… guess we’ll meet up tomorrow?” she asks.

Ali passes behind me and slides into her desk chair.

I shift to a more casual tone. “That works for me, ma’am.”

Nora chuckles. “She’s back, huh?”

“Yes.”

“When she asks, just tell her it’s me asking for the payroll reports.”

I nod. “Right away, ma’am.”

I hang up and Ali’s head instantly pops up over the wall.

“Was that boss lady?” she asks.

I turn up my hands. “She wants those payroll reports,” I say with a chuckle.

Her eyes roll. “If you’re early, you’re on-time. If you’re on-time, you’re late. Am I right, temp?”

“When you’re right, you’re right.”

She falls out of sight again. I listen to the soft tapping of her keyboard behind the wall as I look straight ahead, my guts twisting in disappointment.

The quicker I finish this job, the better.

This time next week, I could be anywhere. I could do anything I want. That’s the freedom money buys you. That’s the freedom people with money take for granted. No work and all play. This time next week, that could be me.Finally.

I just have to get that client list.

To do that, I have to gain Nora’s trust.

To gain Nora’s trust, I have to earn it. I have to get her to let me in but I have to stay focused. She’s not just any new sub, that’s for sure.

No matter how much I might want her to be.

I had her in front of me. Naked, wet, and willing. She begged me for it, just how I like it. If our time hadn’t have run out, I would have ruined her. There’s no doubt about that. I told her I could control my urges but I’m not sure how true that will be once I get a real taste of her.

But even in the world’s best-case scenario… I don’t have a chance in hell with Nora Payne.

She’s a certain type of woman and she expects a certain type of man and I’m not it. She’ll figure it out eventually.

My only hope is that I’m long gone by the time she does.

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