Page 18 of Worth the Risk

“In the videos you posted of me, you called me your boss. So, why don’t we see if you’re a good employee and do what I say?”

Ah. He’s roleplaying.

That sizzle of excitement at the thought of him flirting with me dissolves into disappointment.

Bad idea anyway.

“How about we switch it up and you do what I say?” I reach for my phone and scoot back from my desk. “I think the ladies want some new content.” I smile, holding up my phone and snapping a photo of him.

“What the—” He holds his hand up in front of my phone to block the camera but I step around it.

“Come on,” I plead, “this is just a silly little outlet to take my mind off of the breakup. Humor me.”

He rolls his eyes. “So what am I supposed to do?”

“Just sit there,” I say, turning my attention back to my phone screen. “Act natural.” I snap a few photos, then switch over to video mode. I take a few steps away from him, his eyes following my movements as I work to get a few additional angles.

I watch him through the screen, his gaze burning into me. I zoom in slightly, my breath catching in my chest at the way he’s staring at me. I know it’s for the account; he’s being nice, giving me those bedroom eyes.

It’s not real.

“So, how are things going with the account?” he says once I’ve placed my phone down.

“Pretty insane actually.” I giggle. I had zero expectations anyone would even see the video I posted, let alone having it go viral within twenty-four hours of posting it.

“Can I see?”

I hesitate but then pick up my phone and open the app. I turn my phone around so he can see the account, but he reaches his hand out. He already knows about the account which I thought would be the most embarrassing thing if he found out. I was wrong. Having him read some of the comments these women have made about him was bad enough, but knowing I drank half a bottle of wine on Saturday night and responded to several myself is the real kicker.

He takes my phone, chuckling as he begins to click through the videos.

“It’s just something fun and silly; it’s just a fantasy for women out there,” I say nervously. “You know, something for the girls,” I reiterate, my cheeks growing redder by the moment.

“They’re making requests now?” His brow crooks.

“Like what?” I sidle up next to him, my shoulder brushing against his as I look at the screen and read the request out loud.

“How many likes to get an angle of him over the camera?” I look up at him. “Over the camera?” I take my phone and place it on the floor at my feet. “Like this?”

He laughs and bends down to grab it. “I don’t think that’s the angle she’s referring to.”

“Oh.”

“Sit in your chair.” He nods and I plop down in the chair. “Here.” He hands me the phone with the camera app open. “Now”—he spins my chair around so the back is against the desk—“hold the camera up at me.”

Again, I do as he says, angling the camera at my chest as he comes to stand in front of my chair. I look at the screen, this angle making him look like a giant. “I’m not sure she meant this angle either,” I say, pulling my gaze from my screen up to his face.

In a second, he’s leaning forward, placing his hands against the lip of my desk behind me. His knee presses between my own, pushing my skirt slightly up my thighs as I attempt to lean back in the chair, but I can’t.

“Now look,” he says softly, nodding down toward my phone.

My eyes slowly find my phone screen and a small gasp slips past my lips when I see what he looks like leaning over me. His eyes look dark, hungry, his hair falling slightly over his eye. The angle alludes to him being on top of me. I’m frozen, my thighs so close to pressing against his knee for even the slightest hint of relief.

He lets out a low laugh, pulling one hand away from the desk to drag it over his jawline. “I could be wrong, but that’s the angle she probably means.”

Girl, you’re so fucked. Snap out of it!

I quickly shut my mouth and shrug. “Yeah, could be,” I say with a casual air. “I can’t believe I thought she meant you standing over it.” I laugh nervously and turn the camera off. “Anyway, guess we’ll never know.”

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