See, she’s not traumatized.
But that was because I’d kept my clothes on and managed to snatch back some shred of self-control.
If she hadn’t left when she had …
You’d be fucking her right now.
And that would have been perfect.
Or the beginning of my demise.
It waseasy enough to stay away from Lexi in the days leading up to the big Europe trip.
Anthym kept her busy organizing materials, coordinating with the pilot, the hotel, and the other assistants in the Europe office.
I tried to ignore her and kept my back to her when she and I happened to be on the executive floor together. I didn’t want to give her any ideas or make her think that what had happened that night was something I wanted to repeat.
Even though I did. Desperately.
It was like she had taken over my thoughts.
Even when I had gone to see …spy, you’re spying on your mother—I wasn’t as anxious as I usually was because I was thinking about Lexi, replaying our last conversation and trying desperately not to remember how she sounded when she came.
“You look tired.” Anthym sauntered into my office after the morning meeting. “We need you well rested for the big trip. Why don’t you go home and relax?”
“I’ll sleep on the plane,” I told her gruffly.
“I’ll have Lexi order you some lunch then.”
“Anthym,” I said trying to sound casual, “would you mind sending me an outline of Lexi’s schedule?”
Her eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion.
“Please keep this confidential,” I said smoothly, “but I may start dating again. And I’d like to know when she will not be working at the penthouse.”
“I see. Anyone special you have your eye on?” my secretary asked.
My redheaded assistant who was even now on the floor on her hands and knees crawling around assembling packets. I could make out the outline of her panties through the thin skirt material. It would be easy to rip it off of her.
“Can she do that in the executive conference room?” I said, irritable.
“Lexi.” Anthym rushed out of my office. “This is unprofessional. Go to the conference room.”
“But—”
“Don’t argue with me.”
Lexi glared at me as she started gathering up the presentation material, still crawling around on the floor. She noticed me watching and stuck her tongue out at me.
I walked out.
“Anthym, its fine. She can keep working here. We’re under a deadline. I just need this all done.”
Anthym looked between the two of us.
“Hurry up, Lexi,” she said finally.
If we were here alone, I wouldn’t have hesitated to walk out there, push that tight skirt up and her panties down, and—
