Page 28 of Anything To Be With You

"Then why did Sarah call me in tears saying you were screwing your assistant?"

"Because when Daniella was chewing me out, she made it sound like we fucked last night."

Gabe starts laughing. "I’m in love."

Dani walks in and turns her tablet towards me. "Sign." She demands and holds out the stylist pen.

I hold the phone between my ear and shoulder.

"Is she there?" Gabe asks.

"Yes." I hum.

"Let me talk to her."

"Goodbye, Gabe."

"Wait!" Gabe yells. "I want to hear what she said to Sarah."

I drop the phone on the desk and hit the end button. I finish signing and hand the tablet back.

"Anything else, Mr. Archer?" Dani asks picking up the pile of papers.

I stare up at her. Dani’s hair is in a high ponytail, and her face is clear of makeup. Dani has a natural beauty that could never be replicated. Sweat gathers under my collar and my dick perks up when her beautiful eyes meet mine.

I clear my throat and say, "I see you dressed down today." I grimace at my words; however, they are needed to put distance between us.

Dani slams the tablet back on the desk and leans forward. "You’re joking right?"

I make a show of giving her a once over. "Do I look like I’m joking?"

Exhaling loudly through her nose, she straightens. Her cheeks flush and not from embarrassment.

"Well, excuse me, Mr. Archer. I slept in this morning and had no time to get ready. I didn’t even get the chance to shower. So, my greasy hair is pulled back into a ponytail, showing off scars that you have probably already seen, and I grabbed the first thing out of my closet which just happened to be this," she gestures to her white dress shirt and black slacks. "So, this is what you get for today. I look like I’m heading to a funeral. Enjoy. Is there anything else you need?"

"No."

"Good." Dani hisses, spins on her heels and sways that marvelous ass of hers out of my office.

Gabe

I am not one to poach women from anyone, but fuck me into next week, that Dani is amazing. She’s utterly stunning, and her curves should be illegal. I was floored when I saw her standing on that chair yesterday. Those legs of hers go on for miles and they are as soft as they look. She makes me want to have a relationship that’s longer than one night.

I should really stop staring at her, but I can’t. She’s wearing a simple white dress shirt and black slacks with her hair pulled back. She’s sitting six tables away from me, scrolling through her phone. She must be on lunch, but she has been here for over forty-five minutes.

I wave my server over and tell her to bring my food to Dani’s table. I stand and swagger over. Dani doesn’t notice me walk up and I use it to my advantage. I lean over her shoulder and say, "hello gorgeous."

Dani shrieks, her hand flies to her chest. "Damnit, Gabe. You almost made me piss myself." She barks out.

I straighten and smile down at her. "May I join you?"

Dani blinks at me before nodding to the other chair. I sit just as our food arrives. "So, tell me Daniella, what is a fine-looking woman like yourself doing eating alone?" I inquire, digging into my Western wrap.

"Carrie was supposed to join, but Elle was in the neighbourhood for an appointment," she says and stabs at her fries. "They invited me, but I declined. Third wheel and all that."

"And what does my brother think about you being on a long lunch?"

She glances up at me from under her lashes. "One: how do you know I’m on a long lunch and two: are you going to tattle on me?"

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