“It was good,” I responded, turning my attention to my computer screen to mask my discomfort and awkwardness. The last thing I needed to do was to think about my one night stand with the magical cock, especially with my father standing there watching me, but that’s where my thoughts kept going. Over and over again.
“That’s good. We’ve got a new employee coming in today. He’ll have to fill out the paperwork before he can get started. You’ll help him if he needs it?” he asked, business as usual as he set a stack of paper down on my desk.
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, wondering if reading wasn’t a prerequisite to welding. It seemed that the majority of welders my dad hired could scarcely read a form.
“Yes, I’ll assist if need be,” I replied, using my best professional tone. The last guy I had to help fill out paperwork had been dumber than a stump, and he hadn’t lasted very long at Williams’ Tech.
“Good,” Dad said. He was interrupted by the chiming of the bell over the office door. He turned and smiled. “There he is now!”
I lifted my head, my eyes landing on the sexy owner of said magical cock I was trying so hard not to think about.
Alaric froze, his eyes on me too. It was evident by the expression on his face that he hadn’t counted on running into me again, lest of all at his new place of work.
Crap.
“Alaric! This is my daughter, Gwen. She’s also the office manager, and she’ll help you get started on the paperwork. Come find me when you’re done. I’ll be in the shop.”
“Sounds good,” Alaric said somewhat stiffly, and Dad nodded with satisfaction, his hands slapping against my desk lightly before turning and walking down the hall that led to the massive steel shop.
When the door shut behind him, I took a deep breath and stood, collecting the pile of paperwork my father had left on my desk. I cleared my throat, pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose, stalling for time.
My heart was pounding frantically in my chest, and I had to focus on not trembling while I recalled exactly how remarkable this man had made me feel Friday night—and well into Saturday morning.
The holy grail of penises, the one that was forever supposed to top my list but definitelyneversupposed to walk into my place of work as a new employee of my father.
I cleared my throat, looking up, and nearly jumped backwards at Alaric’s sudden proximity. “If you’ll follow me,” I managed, pasting on what I hoped was a professional smile but was probably more of a nervous grimace.
The heat and questions in Alaric’s gaze were unnerving, and I inhaled sharply when I moved past him, drawing in the intoxicating scent of him to my starving lungs.
Walking through the main part of the office, I led him to the meeting room in the back. It was where my dad met with his engineers to go over blueprints and where we had new employees fill out the massive stack of paperwork.
I left the door open as I walked into the room and set the papers on the round table, turning to look at him again, finding him less than two feet away, his unwavering gaze on me.
The silence stretched between us, and I swallowed hard.
“So, this is unexpected. And a little awkward,” I blanched, unable to stop the nervous blurting of things I should keep to myself. I guess that’s what happens when you don’t ask your one-night stand what they do for a living. A smile ghosted his lips, and I licked mine, remembering how those lips had felt on various body parts. “All right, I’ll leave you to it. Let me know if you have any questions.”
“I have questions.”
I hesitated just in front of the door, turning slowly to face him, arching my brows and cracking a sideways smile. “Yes?”
“Your father is my boss.”
I whipped my head around, making sure the office was still empty. The office rarely ever saw action, save meetings with engineers, but sometimes the shop manager would wander in to look for blueprints.
Luckily, the office was presently vacant, but I still closed the door more before turning back to him. “Yes, and I’m sorry. I had no idea you were starting here on Monday.”
“You’re the office manager,” he pointed out, his brow rising as he eyed me, and I winced.
“I didn’t say I was agoodoffice manager,” I responded. “I knew some guy was starting today, but I didn’t read your folder.” I shrugged helplessly, hoping he’d believe me. It was true, after all. My dad went through a lot of hires, not because he was a bad boss, but because he expected a lot from his employees. If they didn’t deliver, he didn’t hang onto them.
Alaric let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “All right. Well, what now?”
“Now, you fill out your paperwork,” I said, gesturing to the table, heart pounding. I needed to get out of this room. Every time I breathed, I could smell him—it made me want to rip off my blouse and pull up my skirt, and that was bad.
I turned around, opening the door and slipping through it, closing it behind me to keep the scent of his alluring pheromones locked away from my sensitive nostrils, and walked back to my desk.
Already, this situation was horrific. My intended one night stand was my dad’s new employee. I’d done the naked dance with someone I would have to see every day. And worse still, I’d have to fight this overwhelming attraction to him and his magical cock.
