Page 23 of Anything To Be With You

Rushing back up to the office, I drop mine and Carrie’s food at her desk. I don’t even bother knocking, I walk into his office and place the food and six pack on the desk, along with the credit card. Gabe snatches one of the bags and pulls out a burger, digging right in.

"Anything else your royal dickness?" I pant, hands on my hips.

"No." Luke mutters.

"Good." I spin on my heels, snagging a bite of Gabe’s burger, and march out. Slamming his door behind me.

"You know you just gave him a boner, right?" Carrie calls from her desk.

"Don’t be gross, Carrie, " I mutter around a mouthful of amazing burger as I grab a chair from along the wall. If she's not going to eat in the staff room, neither am I.

"It’s the truth. Luke likes order," Carrie says as she bites into her sub, dropping mayo and teriyaki sauce all over the wrapper. "You’re a tornado, and he’s loving every minute of it." She says with her mouth full. "Even if he has a funny way of showing it."

I can only shake my head as I bite into my sub. The sound of his office door opening has me rolling my eyes. "I swear to God, if he’s going to complain about the temperature of his food, I’m going to shove it down his pants," I threaten.

Carrie chokes on her pop. "Jesus, Dani." She coughs out a laugh.

"Dani girl, can you come here for a minute?" Gabe calls.

"Looks like Gabe is already taken with you," Carrie says. "He only gives nicknames to women he likes."

I fire Carrie a look as I stand. “Don’t be weird,” I mutter.

She smiles around a mouthful of food.

"If I don’t come back," I fix the skirt on my dress. "It’s because I’ve killed him and am now trying to put his body in the shredder."

Carrie’s laughter follows me into Luke’s office.

Carrie Is Mistaken

Luke

"She’s wild. And she took a bite of my burger," Gabe says as he takes a bite, dropping an onion on his pants.

"She’s insane. Threatened to staple my dick to my leg."

Gabe chokes on the chunk of burger he’s chewing. "She what?!" he croaks.

I nod, digging into my fish and chips—or as some people call it, fish and French fries—that are still hot, to my surprise.

Gabe leans back in his chair and opens the door. "Dani girl, can you come here for a minute?" he calls.

Dani’s annoyed groan enters my office before she does. "Yes?" she stands in the doorway; hip cocked out.

Dangerous. She is fucking dangerous.

"Did you tell Luke you were going to staple his dick to his leg?" Gabe questions.

She smiles as she steps into the room and her whole face transforms into something even more exquisite.

"I did," she purrs.

Gabe looks over at me, then back at Dani. He opens his mouth, snaps it shut, then opens it again. "Really?"

Dani bites on her plump bottom lip. Lips that make you want to see if they’re as soft as they look.

"Even told him I was going to strangle him with his fancy tie if he kept treating me like shit." Dani answers.

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