I can feel myself blushing again. I wish I wasn’t so prone to it, but Logan has a way of bringing it out of me. Every interaction with him feels so tender that I simply can’t help it. I nod, wishing I could speak right now without stuttering.

Still, Logan seems satisfied with my response. I bend down to pick up my clothes and pull them on quickly. I wonder if anyone will catch on to what I’ve been up to in here. I just hope I don’t run into Bret on my way out. When I turn around, now fully dressed, I see Logan grinning at me with a singular shoe in the palm of his hand.

“Your shoe, Cinderella,” he murmurs. I smile at him and perch on the edge of the desk, dangling my foot in the air so that he can slide the heel on. He goes along with the role play and helps me with one shoe, then the other.

“Perfect fit,” he says gently. Then he moves in closer, parting my legs with his own, so my legs are around his waist. Then he leans in for a sweet, long kiss. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his shoulders. This moment is so sweet that I can barely breathe. When it ends, his lips brush my cheeks. I can smell his cinnamony cologne as he leans toward me. It feels like every time we touch, I learn something new about him.

“See you at eleven,” he murmurs. With shaking legs, I stand up from the desk and walk as normally as I can out of his office. Everything feels different from when I walked in. I feel like I’ve made the transition from a girl to a woman.

And damn, it was hot.

CHAPTER 14

Logan

I can still taste her on my lips. I can still smell her perfume. I can still see her smoking hot body writhing in my office chair. It’s hard to concentrate on work with a raging hard-on and the thought of my assistant plaguing my mind. I want to do it all over again. I want her by my side, and not because we’re in a meeting together.

Damn, the meeting starts in five minutes. I can’t calm down. I’ve never been this way after a hookup before. Usually, it’s a case of getting the two of us off and then never seeing the woman again. I never usually think about the encounter afterward, or at least not for long. Sure, I have good memories of times I’ve shared with girls, but I get the feeling that this experience is going to stick with me for much longer.

How am I going to be able to lead a meeting when she’s sitting across from me? She’ll be wearing that same sexy suit and it’ll bring all the memories of our short, but erotic, rendezvous flooding back. Would anyone notice if I nudged her leg during the meeting, or found any way possible to make physical contact? I need something to satiate me until I can have her again.

I’m not sure I can wait more than a day to have her back in my arms. It’s only been a few hours and I’m already desperate to touch her once more. I make my decision. I’m organizing a date for us tonight. I’ll take her someplace fancy, or take her shopping for something nice, or surprise her with a piece of jewelry. I can tell a girl like her is a sucker for romantic gestures, and I want to be the first one to show them to her. From what she’s told me, it seems as though she’s not been treated the way she should have. And I plan to show her what a real man can do for her.

The only issue, of course, is Joshua. After the encounter in my office, it has suddenly become so much more real to me that we are doing this thing. If we start dating for real, he’s going to be even more angry and upset and possibly even start a physical fight or come here to where Isabella and I both work and start a loud and embarrassing argument that would make us all look bad and possibly jeopardize our careers, or actually give me a chance? I don’t want to get her in trouble and, as much as I would never admit it to anyone else, I don’t want to lose him either. He’s my best friend, after all. I’ve been playing it cool so far, acting like it hasn’t hurt me that he hasn’t even called, but I don’t want to dig the grave of our friendship any deeper, even though it would be worth it to have Isabella for another night…and a whole lot more. Forever actually.