He growled.
Then he reached under the desk and did something, and I felt my cheeks get pink.
His eyes roamed over my face, and then he winked, “Payback.”
Then he looked down at the papers in front of him and growled again, “I can’t fucking make heads or tails of this.”
I lifted my brows, “Why is that?”
He looked up from the papers he was looking at and shared, “Because we just started this shit, and I know nothing about business and numbers. Not really. I mean... fuck... I know enough to get by, but the rest? No fucking clue.”
I grinned, “Then shove over, honey.”
His lips quirked at the endearment I used, and I knew he liked it when he said, “That’s mine from now on.”
I smiled, “Okay, honey.”
Two hours later, I had gathered and understood everything and put it all into the computer, then I looked at Grey, who had been watching it all, and smiled, “Done.”
He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and kissed me ever so softly.
I moaned in his mouth.
He pulled his lips away and winked.
Then he took in what was on the computer, and asked, “Got a job offer to make you, if you want it?”
“Grey, I didn’t do this to get a job or anything out of you.”
“I know that, baby. We have five businesses, and we’re planning on getting more. I don’t have a man here to do the books. I did, but he met someone, and he chose her over the club, happy as fuck for them. But… those accounts have fallen to me, and I don’t have the time to do any of them justice. Hell, I couldn’t tell you if we’re in the black or the fucking red right now, and that’s not a fucking good thing.”
I looked into his eyes, then I asked, “Do you have to talk to the club about it?”
He nodded, “Yeah, but I’m also the VP. I got sway. Consider it done.”
Then he got this look on his face, and my thighs quivered.
I knew that look.
I’d memorized that look.
“Now, I have this rule.” He said as he took his kutte off.
How fucking weird was I that the man’s deep and raspy voice, you know the kind, the kind that can make panties drop, didn’t affect me in the slightest?
“And what rule is that?” I asked him as I stared into the coolest pair of green eyes I had ever seen.
Man, some lucky woman is going to get to see those eyes in her babies and will always know beauty in the purest form, oh wait... that’s me.
Parts of my heart that he has yet to touch started to mend.
“I never mix business with pleasure... but for you, I’m thinking I’m about to break that rule.” He teased.
I lifted a brow, “And why is that?”
He smirked, “Because you in that skirt... my cock wants you. Badly.”
I grinned, then I looked around him, and at the unlocked door, then I teased, “Then I guess you’d better go lock that door.”
