Page 103 of Heart of Stone

“What’s the matter, Stone? Did you break another one of your rules?” I asked, playfully slapping him on the arm.

“I did actually,” he admitted with a frown. “And if we keep this up, we’ll never get any work done. I still have a lot to go over with you today.”

Reluctantly, I removed my arms from his waist and took a step back.

“You’re right. So what’s the next order of business?” I asked, focusing on why I was here in the first place.

“For starters, you still need to sign the salary and benefit information.”

He went over to his desk and retrieved the folder that I had left there.

Taking the paperwork from him, I took a seat in front of his desk and got to work on reading over the necessary information. When I flipped to the second page, I let out a gasp of astonishment.

“Alex, this salary would feed a small country for a year. This is too much!”

“Well, that’s a first. I don’t usually have people tell me that I pay themtoomuch,” he said with a laugh, taking a seat behind his desk. “Don’t sweat it, Krystina. I can afford it.”

“If you say so,” I mumbled, perusing the rest of the documents. Everything looked to be in order, including the health insurance and 401k benefits that were neatly outlined in detail. Only the salary was over the top. I picked up a pen from the desk and began scrawling my signature over the required documents.

When I was finished, he handed me another folder.

“Your first assignment,” he told me. I peeked at the contents, anxious to see where I would begin.

“Wally’s?” I asked in surprise.

“Yes. The grocer needs help boosting their sales. This campaign is pro-bono, at least for now. I took a big risk with them, which is something I don’t normally do, but I think it will be extremely profitable in the long run. Make sure you do it justice.”

“Of course I will!” I exclaimed, eagerly looking through the information in front of me. The chance to help out Wally’s was exciting, but at the very least, it might help me move past the melancholy feelings that I had over leaving.

“Wally’s is personal to you. That alone will be beneficial. I’m confident that you’ll do well with it.”

I looked up, beaming at Alexander for the opportunity, and saw him holding yet another folder out for me to take.

“What’s that?”

“Last folder, I promise,” he said, placing it in front of me. “This is my clean bill of health, as you required onyourlist. I don’t suppose that you scheduled a doctor appointment for yourself yet?”

Shit. I knew I was forgetting to do something.

I was mentally going through my schedule for the week, trying to figure out when I might be able to squeeze in the appointment, when I heard my phone buzzing in my purse.

“No, sorry. I didn’t schedule one. I meant to, but it slipped my mind,” I apologized absently while I dug through the contents of my purse in search of my cell.

“That’s what I thought, considering how this thing with us happened rather suddenly. I pulled your doctor’s contact info from your phone and took the liberty of scheduling an appointment for you. You’ll go on Thursday, ten in the morning.”

Too busy reading the incoming text, it took me a minute to process what he had said. Once it registered, I wasn’t sure if I had heard him correctly.

“Wait. You scheduled a gynecologist appointment for me?” I asked, completely aghast. I wasn’t sure if I should be pissed off or embarrassed.

“Don’t be mad, Krystina. You set the stipulations, and I couldn’t agree more. Besides, I’m anxious to ditch the condoms. I want you cleared and on some sort of birth control so that I can feel that silky pussy of yours without any barriers,” he said huskily, unabashed arousal in his eyes.

Oh no, buddy.

His sexy eyes and suggestive wiles weren’t going to work. He had just crossed more lines than I could count, impeding onmyprivacy.

A woman’s gynecologist was supposed to bepersonal.

“You overstepped your bounds, Stone. My doctors are private. You had no right to do that,” I said through gritted teeth.

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