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His expression softened. “It’s just what?”

I wanted to tell him that I was attracted to him. But he was my boss. And I’d only known him for a little over a week. So picturing him bending me over his desk and having his way with me was not something I should be doing. Yet, he consumed my every thought—no matter if I was asleep or awake.

“Nothing, I need to get to work on the presentation for the Jameson account.”

Turning on my heels, I quickly made my way to the door. My heart was racing, my breathing heavy. I needed to get away from Mason Quinn and figure out how in the hell I was going to keep working for a man I so desperately longed for.

CHAPTER TEN

Mason

I WATCHED SAYLORwalk out of my office. I wanted to stop her and demand that she tell me what was going on in that pretty little head of hers. But I already knew.

There was no denying we were attracted to each other. I also knew Saylor had just gotten out of what seemed like a bad relationship, and the last thing she probably wanted was to jump into one with a guy who didn’t want to settle down.

Wait. I’m not interested in a relationship. I’m interested in Saylor, yes, but dating?

I laughed out loud.

“Fuck that.”

Sinking down into my chair, I let out a groan.

Who in the hell was I kidding? I couldn’t stop thinking about Saylor. From the first moment she’d run into me and spilled her damn hot tea all over, she was pretty much all I could think about.

I loved her smart-ass mouth and how she treated me like an equal while still respecting my position as her boss. She was smart and unafraid to speak up when she thought something was off or she had an idea. And damn if that wasn’t sexy as hell.

I dropped my head back against the seat. Why did Saylor come into my life now? When I was right where I wanted to be career-wise. When I needed to focus on building Maxwell and Locke and making it the best it could be.

Turning my chair, I stared out over the city I had only just recently moved to. I’d been to New York City plenty of times for work and to visit Charlie and my brother. It was one of my favorite places to be. The hustle and bustle of all of it was a constant cheap thrill.

So why, all of sudden, did it feel like I was completely and utterly alone?

• • •

“Mr. Quinn? Your meeting is in fifteen minutes.”

Hitting the button on my phone, I replied, “Thank you, Ashley.”

“You’re welcome, sir.”

I leaned back in my chair and tapped the pen on my desk as I thought about the meeting I had in a few minutes. It had been over a week since I’d taken Saylor to the housewarming party. She didn’t try to avoid me at work, but something was clearly off. She seemed distracted.

My cell buzzed, reminding me of the meeting. Saylor was presenting her campaign for the Jameson people, and I knew from reviewing what she’d sent over earlier that she was going to knock it out of the park. Maybe I needed to put her on the damn protein bar account.

Picking up the file folders on my desk, I headed to the conference room. When I walked in, I was surprised to see Ava sitting there.

“Ava, I’m glad you’re able to sit in on the presentation.”

She nodded and gave me a polite smile. “I’d like to see Saylor in action.”

Great. Now Saylor’s going to think I had something to do with Ava being here.

Next through the door was Saylor. Her smile never faltered as she made her way into the room.

“Mrs. Maxwell, I’m so glad you were able to accept my invitation to join the presentation today.”

I was positive my eyes popped out of my head. Saylor had asked Ava to be here? What in the hell for?

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