Page 3 of Falling For Her Boss

Do I look like a person who is hopelessly lusting after their boss?

I have to get out of here before these stupid thoughts consume me. Perhaps dinner is exactly what I need to distract me. I leave the restroom in a hurry, tottering on my awful black stilettos. I never have mastered the art of walking in them.

Or running either, it seems. I’ve only made it a few steps when I topple head over heels, landing hard on the floor face first. I groan to myself in pain, wondering why I always seem to make an idiot of myself. I get on my knees, catching my breath for a moment before trying to stand.

“Miss Cohen?”

I whip around as I find my feet, gasping a little. Logan is heading right for me. I straighten my dress, clearing my throat. What does he want? Since this morning’s meeting, we have only spoken over the intercom. We’re supposed to be meeting tomorrow to talk about the marketing strategy, which I totally have no clue about. Now, I’ve just embarrassed myself by falling down right in front of him. At least I can’t do anything more embarrassing tomorrow in the meeting, though I wouldn’t dream of jinxing it.

“Are you all right?” Logan asks, looking half amused, half concerned. I blush, hanging my head.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure? You took quite a tumble…”

“I’m fine, honestly.”

I expect Logan to move on, but he stays right where he is. I can feel his eyes exploring every inch of me. I guess he sees something he likes, especially considering the dress I’m wearing right now.

“Going somewhere nice?” he asks. When I look up at him, he looks somewhat disappointed.

I clear my throat. “Um…just dinner with my brother.”

Logan’s features soften. “Ah, I see. I had thought perhaps you were going on a date. But that sounds nice…you’re lucky you can pin him down. Joshua is always so busy these days.”

I nod meekly. He’s not wrong. Since he became the CEO of one of the largest car companies in the country, he’s devoted to his work. I guess that’s why he and Logan get on so well…they’re both workaholics, married to their jobs.

“Well…maybe I can keep you company while you wait. I know Joshua has a tendency to be late for personal appointments…work comes first, and all that.”

I can barely breathe. I’ve never spent this much time with Logan in one go, other than to serve him coffee while he’s on a conference call, or when he asks me to take notes for his meetings. We don’t exactly hold a conversation in those scenarios, either. There might be sexual tension between us, but it doesn’t mean I would know how to act on it, or know how to talk to him. Just one look at his strong jawline and words fail me entirely. But now he’s smiling at me, so how can I say no to him when he’s looking at me like that?

“Okay.”

Logan’s hand rests for a short moment at the base of my spine and he guides me toward the building’s reception area. My heart is going wild, beating at a million miles an hour. Even when he moves his hand away again, I can feel the heat from where his palm was. We walk in silence and I can hear my own breathing in the quietness. As we stand by the entrance, I glance at Logan. He doesn’t seem to be nervous at all. That must be nice.

“So,” he says, lighting up a cigarette as we stand on the edge of the street. “Are you nervous about tomorrow?”

I try to speak and nothing comes out, so I settle for a nod.

“Maybe you should believe in yourself more,” Logan murmurs, taking a long drag of his cigarette. “In less than a minute, you showed more integrity than my entire design team. Who is to say you’re not good enough to be one of them for a day?”

I’m definitely blushing now. I wasn’t expecting to be bombarded by compliments by my boss today. First, he says I look good, and now he’s telling me I’m worth more than I think. It’s a lot to handle. Logan chuckles quietly at my expression.

“You’re a strange little creature. So timid. Nothing like your brother,” he says. He gives me a long, lingering look as he drags on his cigarette again. Who knew a man could make those cancerous sticks look so damn good? I watch him in awe, unable to drag my eyes away from him.

I smooth my dress down nervously. Part of me wishes Joshua would hurry up and show up but haven’t I been waiting for this for a long time? To be alone with the only man I can say has actually captured my attention? He’s everything I crave in a man…domineering, quietly spoken, but gruff. Wide shoulders and strong arms that look like they could scoop me up and whisk me away wherever he fancies. Gorgeous features and an even better dress sense, with all those sharp suits and expensive shirts. It’s hard not to imagine what’s under all those clothes as well…

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