But she’d shown up today just how I was hoping she would. She was on time and prepared.
More than prepared. She’d impressed the hell out of me.
But it was the way her eyes were scanning my chest, my face—I swear, she’d even stared at my hands for a few beats.
I normally wouldn’t notice or care if a woman was checking me out.
But this woman was different.
I noticed everything.
Hell, I’d looked forward to getting home tonight, even ending a meeting early so I wouldn’t be late.
Her hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders, and she wore a fitted white turtleneck sweater and faded jeans that hung lowon her hips with some heeled boots, though I still towered over her.
She looked up at me, lips parted, chest moving rapidly up and down.
“I was not staring.”
“There’s no shame in staring,” I said with a smirk. “I was your teenage crush, after all.”
She rolled her eyes. “You are never going to let that go, are you?”
“Hey, you got the apology out of me after you confessed, so it was a win for you.”
“Well, just know that many women outgrow their teenage crushes. And seeing as you tortured me for years after, I outgrew that stage back in high school.”
My lips turned up the slightest bit, because I loved seeing her all flustered. “Good to know. We can’t have you gaping at me if you’re going to be working for me, can we?”
Her eyes widened. “I got the job?”
“You got the job. It’s yours if you want it.”
Her cheeks flushed pink.
Fuck me. Maybe I was the one with the fucking crush now.
I’d fucked my hand in the shower to thoughts of Emilia this morning.
Again.
I was a dude with a strong libido, but I hadn’t been out in a while, and I still had needs.
It just surprised me that it was Emilia who continued to fill my thoughts. I hadn’t expected that.
“I want it,” she said, and my dick took her words out of context and immediately hardened.
Fucking traitor.
I leaned forward, elbows on the tabletop, erection hidden beneath, as I mentally warned my cock to pull it together. “All right. When can you start.”
“Right now.” She smiled. “I can’t believe I got it. Thank you.”
I nodded. “You came prepared. You impressed me.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” I took another pull from my bottle. “What do you need from me. Do you need a deposit?”