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LANA

“Lethal is useful,” Aiden says, “but I’m hoping it will never go that far when my son is involved.”

“Of course not. No one ever hopes for death when children are involved. I just wanted you to know I could take care of whatever comes our way. I won’t hesitate.”

He grins. “I know you won’t. You handled yourself and, uh, me very well.”

“That’s not going to interfere with my job, is it?”

Yes. It’s stupid to fuck your potential boss on his desk before the interview’s even over, but Aiden has this charisma about him. He gets what he wants. He gets who he wants. Power like that draws me to him. But how he answers my question will determine if I stay drawn to him.

“No, it won’t.”

“I think I have a better idea.”

He raises that sexy eyebrow of his, those light blue eyes hypnotizing me into a speechless trance. An immediate replay of his cock driving in and out of me has my nipples hardening and walls clenching for another round. Fortunately, I’m able to snap myself out of it.

“I’m listening.” He smirks, the corner of his mouth tipping up.

“Instead of hiring me full-time, what if we make this a contract position?” I suggest, and he leans back into his chair, pressing his fingertips together as he thinks it over. The silence urges me to continue. “Your connections and referral would allow me to do security for anyone, private or corporate.”

“And if you’re only a temporary employee...” He nods that he understands where I’m going.

I finish the statement for him. “Then you can fuck me from here to Belize and back without it affecting my work for you. Once we resolve this kidnapping issue and I get a team in place, we can pick up where we left off. If that’s what you want.”

“That’s what I want. I can’t put my finger on it, Lana?—”

“Well, you’ve put your finger in it, Aiden.”

He chuckles. “I’ll do even more if you keep taunting me with that mouth of yours.”

“Promises, promises.” I laugh as his phone rings.

Aiden takes the call and isn’t on the phone long before he hangs up. “That would be my mother coming to get Jeremy. Would you like to meet her?”

My pulse races. “Sure. If I’m going to be handling your new security detail, she should know who I am and expect to see me around.”

“She’s going to do more than just see you around if I have my way,” he says with a wink.

Aiden gets out of his seat, rounding his desk and stopping beside my chair with his hand out. I oblige and let my hand slide into his palm so he could help me out of my seat. For every pound of weight that I can toss around, Aiden’s treating me like it doesn’t matter. Gentle even after the pummeling of my pussy that I’ll replay in my mind while fingering myself to sleep.

Just outside the door, I hear young Jeremy shouting with joy. “Nan, you should have seen her. She ran up and tackled the lady, grabbed me like a football, and saved me like a real superhero. Then Dad showed up, and we’re going to get pizza.”

“We are?” Aiden asks with a smile as he holds his other hand out to his mother. She’s a regal woman, almost as tall as him, with a warmth exuding out of her.

“Dad, you promised,” Jeremy squeaks out.

“Lana Casey, this is my mother, Evelyn Archer. Mother, this is Lana Casey, the superhero.” Aiden brings us closer together as he turns his attention to Jeremy, stooping down to speak to him quietly.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Archer,” I greet the woman who shakes my hand firmly.

“I get it.” She eyes me from head to toe with a stoic expression. “You’re like Wonder Woman. Thank you for keeping my grandson safe.”

“I’m happy to help.”

Mrs. Archer doesn’t say anything else but offers me a head tilt of gratitude as she leads Jeremy to the elevators. With Jeremy safe for now, Aiden sends me to Human Resources while he starts his workday.

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