Page 15 of Anything To Be With You

"I do. However, I'd rather be safe than sorry. You will be making copies, printing out anything I give you to proofread and typed up and also entering it into the system. We use a special program. I will get Carrie to show you how." I answer.

"That seems like more work than it has to be." She says.

"If you don't think you can handle it, I can find someone else who can."

She squares her shoulders with resolve. "I can do it."

"Good." I continue. "Also, I don't like clutter, and I don't like my PA's desk cluttered either." I inform her.

Dani jerks back. "Wait. How would my cluttered desk bother you?" she asks, dropping her tiny hands on her wide hips.

"Because I would have to look at it whenever I leave my office," I say bluntly.

"Dick." Dani mutters.

I continue. "My door is always closed, knock before entering."

Dani drops her purse on the desk. A look of mischief crosses her beautiful face. "You ever open those." She wiggles a finger at the blinds covering the windows that face into the primary office.

"I like my privacy."

Dani walks around me, brushing my arm with her chest—which I’m sure was on purpose—and heads into my office, opening the one blind that is right beside her desk. She saunters back out and sits in her chair.

"Why did you do that?" I demand.

She crosses her leg over her knee and swings it. My gaze moves from the tip of her toes, up her beautifully sculpted calves and along those thick thighs. A rumble of lust and frustration works its way up my throat. I hate the way my control slips with just a glance in her direction. Dani cocks her head at the sound. I look my fill, noticing another blemish poking out from under her skirt, stopping just before her knee.

Is that a burn mark?

You have been burned in the past by a beautiful woman. One who had an ugly heart and dark soul. I remind myself.

I take a deep breath, pulling my control back.

"That way I can just spin to the right and look in to see if you’re busy or not," Dani says and beams at me. Her smile is like a smirk, with the left side lifting higher than the right, due to the scar tightening her skin. She’s a gorgeous woman but when she smiles, she’s ethereal.

"We’re not doing that. If you want to know if I’m busy, you call into my office," I reply.

The main door opens, Carrie and the other two men that work here, Jim and Mark, walk it. "Morning, Luke. Hey Dani!" Carrie yells from the front and rushes back to where we are.

"Hey, Carrie. You look cute," Dani compliments.

Oh God, these two are going to become friends.

"Thanks. I found this at a second-hand store, four bucks. Can you believe that?" Carrie sings and does a spin to show off her vintage pencil dress. "I’m pretty sure this sells for over a hundred dollars new."

I clear my throat and they look at me like I’m interrupting some super important conversation. "Discuss your clothing at lunch. Carrie, get Daniella set up and show her the phone system and photocopier." I walk to my door. "I’ve got four meetings today and Gabe will be by around one." I say, looking at Carrie. "Don’t let him hit on Daniella," I mutter low enough for only Carrie to hear.

Carrie nods and flashes me a cat-like grin. "Come on Dani, I’ll introduce you to Mark and Jim and get you all set and up to speed on Luke’s schedule," Carrie says with a smile.

Dani stands and follows Carrie over to Mark’s office.

I watch them leave; those drool-worthy hips of Dani’s swaying in a way that has me grunting like a fucking deviant.

"Reel it in dumbass." I mutter to myself.

I head into my office before I make an ass of myself even more, shutting the door, and closing the blind. Letting out a long breath, I sit behind my desk and turn on the computer. Today’s going to be a long day. Between Gabe stopping by and Dani just outside the door, I’m not going to get any work done because I won’t be able to stop thinking about her in that dress.

I need to put more distance between us. I spent years building my walls up and Dani bulldozed through them her first day. The phone on my desk rings. "Lucas Archer."

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