Fuck, I think my whole body is on fucking fire with how itchingly horrible this conversation is. "And then talk to Lola instead."
She laughs and hugs me.
"Deal. Thanks, fake big brother."
No man is going to stand a fucking chance.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
LOLA
Shock hits me. "These are what?"
"What do you fucking think they are?" Enzo asks me in his office at Barwon.
It has been a week since I returned home from being kidnapped.
Pushing my phone across the desk at him, I narrow my eyes. "Sir, I'm not stupid. I know what the tickets are. I'm asking you why you sent them to me."
His eyes spark as he leans back in his chair, and a slow smile spreads. "Feisty and bratty little secretary is a new twist, and I'm here for it..."
I rest my hands on the desk's edge and lean down, allowing him an eyeful of the red lace bra cupping my breasts in my low-cut button-down. "You know we're busy. The workplace is in transition..."
"I'm aware." His smile gets bigger.
"And I'm pregnant."
Now he rises, leaning forward, too, deliberately dipping his gaze down to let me know he's getting a better view.
This week back at work, he's alternating between myEnzo and Asshole Boss Enzo. And I'm never really sure until I come face-to-face with him in the office.
It makes me so wet.
His gaze shifts to my mouth. "The question is, is it mine? Or your boyfriend's? The one I told you to get rid of?"
"You'll have to wait until after work. This CEO-in-training has a lot of work to do." It's with utter reluctance that I end the tease of our game, because it's true. I've got a lot of work.
He wants me to run this place my way, and it's both making my heart pound and my legs shake.
He refuses to end it. He leans over a little further and kisses me. "I'm the real CEO. And the tickets are non-negotiable."
"Why Calmus Island? I don't even know what Calmus Island is..." Then I turn my phone and look at it. "Your email says that's where we're going, Enzo, but the ticket says?—"
"We fly to St. Maarten and then take a charter to Calmus."
"Not Puerto Rico?"
"Look, I have a plan."
"A plan?"
"Yep." He kisses me again before sitting. "Pack sexy. And you, me, and Squish are going to have the best time. Now let me get back to looking at real estate. I think I want to move Barwon to something I own. For you, me, and my other work. Oh, and Lola?"
He doesn't look at me as I answer him. "Yes?"
"Pack sexy, but don't pack swimwear. I've got some pieces in mind..."
The long weekend is now almost over.
