Page 24 of Bria and the Tiger

“Right, okay.” She stood and smoothed her hand self-consciously over her dark blue skirt. Lincoln turned and watched her leave.

“See ya later, Rosie girl.”

“Bye, Lincoln.”

Jace glared at Lincoln when Rosalie was gone. “Knock it off, or I’ll fire you for sexually harassing your coworkers.”

“What?” Lincoln gave him an innocent look. “Rosalie likes it when I flirt with her.”

“It’s still not appropriate and I want you to quit doing it.”

“Fine,” Lincoln said. “But when Rosalie is super cranky because I’m not paying attention to her, it’s your problem.”

“Having sex with a fellow employee is a shit move.”

“Yes, but according to our employee handbook, it’s not a ‘get your ass fired’ move. What are you doing?” Lincoln asked when Jace started typing.

“Sending an email to Betty asking her to revise the employee handbook.”

Lincoln laughed. “Forget it, Jace. I wouldn’t sleep with Rosalie anyway. The woman is way too tame for me. I need someone who won’t freak out when I bring out the handcuffs.”

There was a flash of blue in his peripheral vision and Jace groaned. Fuck, had Rosalie heard Lincoln? He inhaled but Rosalie’s scent still lingered in his office and he couldn’t tell by scent if she had been standing in the hallway.

“Then stop flirting with her and leading her on,” Jace said in a low voice. “I mean it, Lincoln.”

His best friend just shrugged before scrolling through his phone. “Hey, who was that hot little number in the green skirt in the boardroom earlier?”

Jace tensed. “New receptionist.”

“Excellent,” Lincoln said with a grin.

“Stay away from her. I mean it.”

Lincoln studied him for a moment. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Jace said. “Long day.”

“Come out and have a drink with me.”

“Thanks, but I’m going to head home.”

“Boring,” Lincoln said. “Text me if you change your mind. I’ll be at Bud’s.”

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