Page 9 of Anything To Be With You

I hear her curse under her breath in disbelief. Opening the door for her, she turns to walk past me. Our bodies only a breath apart, and damn if I don’t take another deep breath. She’s a tiny woman. Short, curvy in all the right places with perfect bow lips. The bottom one a tad bigger than the top and don’t get me started on those legs.

Dani’s breathtaking.

Looking around, Dani sits in the chair across from the desk. The sun is shining through the windows that line the wall behind my desk and coat Dani in an elegant light.

"Snazzy office," she comments, crossing one leg over the other.

"Thank you." I close the door and take a seat behind my antique mahogany desk, a treat I got myself when I opened the firm. Gabe and I nearly killed ourselves moving it in here, but it was totally worth it.

She looks over at the door and then back at me. "What’s your deal?" Dani asks.

I grab the paperwork from my desk drawer and slide them over to her along with a pen. "As you can see, it’s all basic information. Bank account information, emergency contact, etcetera. Your benefits will start after three months—"

Dani leans over the desk, interrupting me and touching my hand to catch my attention, sending a shock through my body.

"What’s your deal, Archer? Why hire—"

"Mr. Archer." I correct, undoing my jacket again.

Dani sucks her bottom lip into her mouth as that pretty pink colour covers her cheeks again. "Sorry, Mr. Archer."

"You were saying?" I inquire and tap the papers.

Dani looks away. "Why hire someone who has no idea what she’s doing? An—and why is there a couch in your office? You filming porn for extra money?" she blurts out, slapping her hand over her mouth again. "Sorry."

I don’t acknowledge her apology, it’s not needed. I reach over and tap the papers again. "If you could fill those out, Carrie can get started on entering your information," I hand over a pen. "And the couch is extra seating. Some of my clients like to bring family or friends with them for emotional support."

"Huh." Dani mutters.

My eyes find their way back to hers. "What?"

Dani leans forward. "You’re nothing like what I read about online. Although, I haven’t started working for you yet." She starts filling out the paperwork.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask.

Dani looks up at me from under her lashes and my dick twitches behind my zipper. I need to shut this down and take back the control she is trying to shatter.

"I read up on you yesterday. People did not have pleasant things to say about you. No sir, they did not." Dani states.

I notice a burn mark on her collarbone as I look her over for the third time and when she catches me staring, she pulls the shirt closed.

"I’m not the most liked man in this city. This comes as no surprise to me." I shrug, sitting back.

"Well, don’t you think highly of yourself," she says dryly, seeming to recover from her bout of shyness.

A phone rings before I have a chance to reply. Dani reaches into her purse with one hand and answers. "Hello?"

A scream comes through the phone causing Dani to drop it on the desk.

Dani wiggles a finger in her ear. "Good God, Erin, way to bust my eardrum," she says when she picks the phone back up.

I can’t make out what the woman on the other end of the phone is saying but she sounds excited.

"I’m with him right now. Come over after work and we’ll chat…I guess you can order a stripper; I promise not to tell Jake." Dani laughs and my control slips a bit.

"As long as they have blue eyes, I don’t care what they look like. You know I’m a sucker for men with blue eyes," Dani states, looking up at me.

Dear Christ, this woman is going to be the death of me.

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