Chapter Two
Abigail didn’t knowif she should submit her letter of resignation.It was in her hand.
After she had sex with Roman last night, he’d disappeared into what she assumed was the bathroom, and without waiting for him to return, she grabbed her clothes, or what she could find, and ran out of there.She left her panties and bra.At least, she had her dress.
She ran out of that room and the club and didn’t look back.
Roman Brown was a force to be reckoned with, and what scared her was the attraction she had to him, without knowing who he was.She couldn’t deny there were things about him that were familiar.His size and shape, along with the sound of his voice.She’d recognized him, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on why.
Abigail stepped off the elevator, hoping to gain a sense about what she should do, only to find the problem sitting in his office.
He was on the top floor of his building.His office had floor-to-ceiling windows, and she was afraid of heights, so she often steered clear of the windows.Her only focus was on him, and as she moved to her desk, he cleared his throat.A sheer sign he wanted to talk.
Most of the time, it was only the two of them on this top floor, unless he took emergency meetings; otherwise he had conference rooms downstairs.It didn’t mean they were alone the whole time.People from each department regularly had to talk to him.
She was the one who arranged his schedule, and should have known Saturday mornings were his catch-up mornings, where he finished whatever work hadn’t been dealt with through the week.
Abigail clenched her hands, holding onto her resignation letter.She loved this job.She loved working for Roman.He was such a sharp person, astute, and yet he wasn’t an asshole either.Not unless he was dealing with an asshole.
Right now, she was stepping into the lion’s den.She walked toward him and couldn’t believe that just a few hours ago, she had come on this man’s cock.
Damn it, she didn’t want to be thinking about sex.Not around her boss.Not like this.She was already aroused and felt the wetness of her pussy through her panties.This was so unprofessional.
“If that is a resignation letter, I suggest you tear it up, because there is no fucking way I’m going to accept it,” Roman said.
“After last night—”
“Nothing changed after last night.”He looked so calm as he stared at her.
“Are you kidding?We had sex!”
“Out of work hours, and I do not order you to have sex.There is nothing wrong with us having a working relationship as well as a physical one.”He pushed his chair back, and got to his feet.
Abigail hated how good he looked in his business suit.They were always expensive, and that was because he had them tailored to his body.She’d been with him during his many fittings, answering emails on his behalf.
She didn’t take a step back.“This is unprofessional.”
“It’s only unprofessional if we make it so.I have no interest in shooting you an ultimatum, but last night taught us both something, Abigail.It’s up to you if you want to pursue it.”
