Page 10 of Matched with my Alien Boss
Cityboyhad taken the picture from above, holding his arm up in the air while he laid in bed. His orange tank top wasruffled and hiked up, exposing a pierced belly button and golden treasure trail. The edge of his blue boxers were pushed down but the blankets were rumpled up on top of anything else suggestive I could see. The edge of a smooth chin was all I saw of his face, but his narrow throat and lean body, soft pale skin, made my entire body flood with heat.
Sweet and sexy, just like his personality. He probably had a cute face to match.
I shook my head, staring until my phone dinged again.
Are you going to say something? Or do I need to go hide my head in the sand?
Sorry. Busy staring.
May as well admit it, I decided.
You're gorgeous.
You know I'm at work though. Bad timing sending me a sexy picture.
There was a brief pause, then another message popped through.
Thank god I didn't start with a dick pic.
My blood rushed at the thought even though I knew he was joking... or actually, maybe not. He probably had a folder of hot pictures ready to go on his phone.
I bit my lip, shifting to take the pressure off of the erection quickly tightening my pants.
My short fangs cut a little too hard into my lip and that brought me back to reality.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad meeting up...
So, what do you think? Do I deserve a picture for that?
I might need the dick pic first.
I was just joking, but he responded as though I wasn't.
Omg, okay, just wait until I'm on break. Don't want to send one from my desk. With my luck someone from HR will pass by and fire me on the spot.
I chuckled and shook my head.
I knew he worked downtown near me since Cafe Boheme was nearby and he always stopped there on his way to work. Wherever it was, it seemed like the place was pretty strict based on his constant concern that he was going to get fired at every wrong move.
What do you do, anyway?
I couldn't help asking. Our conversations hadn't veered into our current lives so much.
Accounting.
Ya, I know. It's surprising. I just did what my dad told me to do when it was time to pick acareer. I didn't know what I wanted. Now I've been working in this hellhole for over a year and cursing my indecisive eighteen-year-old ass.
I tilted my head, thinking of our accounting department. If it wasn't already full, I could give him a job here instead.
I would hire you here if I could but we're fully staffed.
It was for the best, it would be stupid to hire someone that I wanted to date.
Wait. Was that my answer? I guessed it was undeniable. I liked him and that was before seeing his body looking so warm and welcoming in his bed.
Heat flooded my face and I clicked back onto his picture, wondering what he looked like everywhere I couldn't see. I could imagine my arms wrapped around him.
Oooh, you have the power to hire people? Didn't realize that I was talking to a hotshot.
