Page 36 of Tempted By her Daddies

“Come in,” he called out.

To his surprise, he’d been spending more time at home this week. Could be because he wanted to avoid Riordan.

Could also be because Tamsyn was here. There was no reason why that would compel him to stay home, but he couldn’t deny the amount of time he spent thinking about her.

So he shouldn’t have been surprised by the surge of excitement that hit him as her face appeared around the door. And he realized that he’d been hoping she would track him down.

God. What was wrong with him?

This poor girl was years younger than him. She now worked for him.

She was completely and utterly off limits.

Yet, here he was lusting after her like a pervert.

“Tamsyn, hi, come in.” He stood. Then he sat again.

Talk about awkward.

“You don’t need to clean in here,” he told her.

He’d told her to clean the offices when no one was working. And he’d actually just cleaned it himself.

She wasn’t actually the best cleaner.

“Oh, uh, that wasn’t why I knocked.” She stood in front of his desk, fidgeting and shifting from foot to foot.

“Stay still,” he ordered without thought.

She froze and he winced.

“I’m sorry. That was wrong of me, we’re no longer in the club and you don’t have to do what I say. Not that you had to there, either. Could you tell me why you’ve come to see me?”

Talk about rambling. It was mortifying.

“I’ve just had it pointed out to me that I’m a terrible cleaner,” she blurted out. “I’m so sorry and if you want to fire me, I understand.”

And just who would have . . . as if he had to ponder that.

There was only one person who would have said that. The same person who did his best to avoid her. And when he did run into her, he did his best not to talk to her.

Salem had witnessed him completely ignoring her yesterday in the kitchen.

Alexei could be blunt and hard. He could be a bit of a dick. But he wasn’t usually this bad.

“I will have a word with him.”

She gave him a startled look. “With who?”

“Alexei, he’s the one who said that to you, right?” Because there was no way it was Roman. He’d also seen the way Roman watched her when she wasn’t looking.

With awe. As though he couldn’t quite believe she existed. Which really surprised him because in all the time he’d known Roman, he had never known him to show interest in a woman.

Yet, here he was, coming out of his room more often with the excuse of getting a drink or something else, just to see her.

“Um, well, maybe. But I don’t think you should have a word with him. I’m the one you should have a word with. Why didn’t you tell me that I was doing such a bad job? I feel terrible.”

“You’re not doing a bad job,” he told her, getting up and walking around the desk.

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