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Tracey, my last PA left last month because she was going back to college to finish her studies. The fact that she was beautiful was nothing to do with me. I’d had two other PA’s, both beautiful, but again their appearance was nothing to do with me.

“Dad you’re HR manager picked them, not me.”

“Well to help you along, and lessen the temptation I’ll be using Tracey’s departure as an opportunity to select a great PA for you. This one is coming from Eilesh’s agency, so we know she’s very experienced and should be able to accommodate everything you need her to do.”

Eilesh had a good name in the recruitment world. You knew the people she sent were the best. That didn’t mean though that my father had selected the best person for me.

He reached into the folder that he’d rested on the table earlier and slid a photo over to me, confirming my suspicions.

A woman who looked to be in her mid to late sixties stared back at me, actually looking like she was trapped in the sixties. She sported a beehive up-do and dark rimmed glasses. Wrinkles covered her face as she smiled.

The women looked more like she belonged in a library than in a firm.

“This is Maureen, your new PA.” Dad proudly declared.

What a damn mess, and a joke. Only last night I’d been with an angel, and today I was being hooked up with the devil’s daughter and getting this Maureen for a PA.

Why did I answer my phone?

If this senior partnership wasn’t so important to me I would have ignored it’s ass and took my angel back to bed.

It wasn’t often that I brought a woman to my apartment. In fact, I actually couldn’t remember the last time I did that. We’d usually end up in a hotel.

For some reason it was different with her. I went to the club to blow off steam after I got the call from my dad. I had no intent on hooking up with anyone. I just needed a drink and a place to escape from my troubled mind. Then I saw her dancing by herself on the floor.

Summer Daniels. Pretty name, for a beautiful woman who took me to heaven with her sweetness and left me wanting to consume her.

I’d imagined the beauty in my bed as I watched her dance, and my hands running over that white blonde hair and golden skin.

I had to have her.

I loved a woman who knew what to do in the bedroom, but it was a rarity to find a sweet woman who I could shock, and mesmerize.

The door opened and Kayla, my father’s PA, came in. Her long curly hair bouncing vibrantly against her gorgeous brown skin.

“Does the PA rule go for you too?” I asked under my breath. Kayla was very beautiful, the woman always looked like she was ready to step on the runway.

Dad cut me a sharp glance.

“Mr. Sullivan I have Alex’s new PA here. Shall I show her in?” She asked.

She gave me a curt nod. I smiled back. They all called my father Mr. Sullivan, and Preston and I by our first names.

“Yes, that would be great,” Dad replied.

“Okay, I’ll go get her.” Kayla went back outside.

“I want you to work together with this woman, get to know her and allow her to do her work. She is for keeps as long as she wants to be here. You’ll be spending a lot of time together so make her feel comfortable, and no wise cracks about anything.”

I listened but I’d given up paying attention.

Kayla returned coming in first.

I prepared myself for Maureen, expecting her to be dressed in one of those flared skirts the women wore in the nineteen sixties, and maybe a striped scarf around her neck. Something that would match the hair.

But the woman who walked through the door behind Kayla was not Maureen.

I didn’t think I’d ever had my heart soar before, but I had the pleasure and memory of feeling that today, along with several other memorable memories this woman had given me last night.