“I’m sorry, what was the question?”
“I wanted to know if you’re happy with the project moving forward to phase two. We need to make a date for surveys.”
Everyone was looking at me expectantly. I glanced at Danielle. She nodded almost imperceptibly. Was she giving me a hand? Did she hear him, and she was giving me my answer?
“I think we’re ready,” I said with mock confidence. “The team has produced quality, as usual. I trust that whatever glitches we might come across won’t be a problem.”
Leon looked satisfied, and the others nodded. I was relieved. I shot Danielle a grateful glance. She smiled at me, pouting slightly, and it was so damn sexy.
“What about the interface?” Max asked. “I think we need to run it by a few beta users to be sure it’s easy to use.”
I swallowed. I hadn’t paid attention to what Leon had explained about the user interface at all.
“Do you think it needs to be changed?” I asked, hoping Max would give me something to work with.
“Well, it’s your final call,” Max said. “But I think we should run with the second option.”
The second option?
I glanced at Danielle again. She wasn’t giving me anything to go by this time. She twisted a strand of hair around her finger, looking at me with an expression that made me wish we could be alone. Was she deliberately distracting me?
“All right, let’s run with option two,” I said.
Leon frowned, and a murmur rippled through the boardroom.
“I thought we were pressed for time,” he said.
God, I had no idea what was going on.
“We are,” I said.
“Option two will set us back by another two months,” Harry spoke up, giving me an idea what was happening. I nodded.
“Right,” I said, thinking fast. “But I think it’s important to bring the best we have to the field, and I trust that the people I employ know what they’re talking about. I would like a test run to see if we can do it sooner, but if we have to add another two months to our deadline, so be it.”
Conversation broke out, but the general consensus seemed positive. Maxine was smiling. At least, I had done something right. It was quite impressive, considering how I hadn’t paid attention at all.
After the meeting, I returned to my office with Danielle. She walked to her desk to format the notes she had taken in the meeting and send them to everyone who had attended. I tried to concentrate on work now that she wasn’t around.
I worked for about ten minutes when Danielle knocked on the glass doors and stepped into the office. She walked to the desk.
“I have the notes for you,” she said. She had a piece of paper in her hand. “I printed them out for your convenience, and I’m going to file them right here.”
She leaned over my desk and put the paper into the file I was working on. With her bent over like that, I had a perfect view of her breasts down her shirt, the white lace bra she had chosen to wear, and the swells of her smooth, milky skin.
I forced my eyes away. It was wrong to stare.
“Is there anything else you need me to do for you before I take my lunch?” Danielle asked.
I nodded. “Can you throw this in the waste basket over there?” I asked. The cleaning lady had taken out my bin and hadn’t put it back underneath my desk.
“Of course,” Danielle said, taking the crumpled ball of papers from me. She walked to the garbage can near the door, dropped the paper, but missed the can.
“Shoot,” she said and bent at the waist to retrieve it. She didn’t kneel. She bent over, putting her ass on display for me. Her skirt rode up, the slit splitting open as the skirt tightened around her ass, and I caught a glimpse of her bare pussy.
My heart hammered in my chest. She wasn’t wearing any panties.
Danielle found the paper and threw it away for me, straightening up. She looked over her shoulder at me and winked before walking through the door to her desk. I followed her with my eyes, my mouth dry. My cock was hard in my pants again.
Danielle was fucking with me. There was no doubt now. She was making me want her, and it was working.
I was in trouble.