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“Be a good little assistant and go get me some coffee.”
Comments like this are why I hate my boss. Since taking over as CEO of Benson Industries, Cole Benson has been demeaning, arrogant, and infuriating.
For as much as I hate him, I can’t stop thinking about him. A captivating attraction passes between us each time his dark eyes meet mine. As the late nights and business trips add up, we are compelled to cross the line of our professional relationship.
But how can I call him my boyfriend when I already have a husband?
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“I need you to pick up my tux before lunch today.”
“Yes, sir.” I returned to my desk with a heavy sigh, wishing he could be just a little nicer to me.
But if he was, I’d be in real trouble. If he gave me any glimmer of hope that he might be a likable person, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to suppress my attraction to him.
As the warm California air blew in through my lowered window, I couldn’t help but think how nice it was to get out of the office. Even if it was because I was running around as my boss’s bitch. After I picked up his tux, I grabbed him a Venti Vanilla Latte from Starbucks as a special treat. I hoped it would cheer him up a little and maybe calm his nerves.
On second thought, caffeine probably wasn’t the answer.
When I got back to the office, I stood in Cole’s doorway with his tux. “Sir, I have your tux. Where would you like it?”
He pointed toward the door in his office that led to a private restroom, and I opened the door and found a hook to hang his tux on. When I emerged, I set the coffee on his desk. “I also brought you a little treat,” I said sweetly.
He glanced at the coffee. I expected his eyes to soften as he looked up at me gratefully, or even a word of thanks for the coffee and the tux, but instead, he looked back at his paperwork. “Thank God you didn’t spill any on my tux.”
“I’ll save myself from further embarrassment by cutting in.” His voice was deep, and I caught his scent before I saw him. Jack smiled at me and made a face like he’d gotten in trouble.
“I’m off to get Arlene some more wine.” He elbowed Cole in the ribs. “She gets a little randy after she’s had a few.” He laughed and scampered away to find his wife while Cole rolled his eyes in disgust.
He took my small hand in his big one, and my entire body flushed with heat at his proximity. Our hands had never touched before. If anything, he did his best to avoid any sort of contact with me.
His skin against mine was electric.
Just our hands touched, but it felt as if he was touching me everywhere.
He laced one arm around my waist as the notes of another ballad filled the room. We were dancing like old people, my hand in his, his arm around my waist, and my other hand resting on his shoulder.
That big, broad shoulder hidden behind his tuxedo coat.
My fingers flexed involuntarily, and I couldn’t help but notice how hard his entire body was beneath that sexy tux. My mind wandered and my mouth watered as I thought back to that picture I’d seen of him wearing just his swim trunks. That mental image mixed with the man in the flesh sent an aching need right to my core.
He pulled me just a bit closer to him, surprising the hell out of me, and I felt something rigid pressing against my hip.
Was he as hot for me as I was for him?
No way. There was no possible way.
But his erection digging into me told a completely different story.
“What was my father telling you?” he asked in a deep rumble. I looked up into his eyes.
God, he was handsome. His milk chocolate irises had golden flecks in them that I’d never been close enough to notice before, and his breath smelled of peppermint.
I couldn’t think when I was this close to him. Words caught in my throat.
“That bad?” he asked. I sensed his nervousness.
I cleared my throat and broke our eye contact so I could think. “Just a proud father bragging about the time his son took off his clothes in a department store.”
“God. He tells everybody that stupid story. I’m surprised this is the first time you’ve heard it.”
I smiled. “It’s not so bad.”
“I was ten.”
I choked on my laugh as I tried to hold it in.
“It’s okay. You can laugh.”
I didn’t hold back, and even Cole chuckled along with me. I couldn’t help the joy that filled my heart in hearing even a small chuckle out of the man who was in a perpetual bad mood.
I made the mistake of looking up at him as we both laughed. When he smiled, adorable little crinkles outlined his eyes and he had a tiny dimple in just his left cheek. He looked carefree and young, ten times more beautiful than he had just moments earlier.
But when our eyes met, the mood instantly changed.
Neither of us was laughing anymore. Instead, an intense heat passed between us and the air around us filled with a raw and savage tension.
“Hey, Nicki,” he greeted the leggy blonde who he sat next to at lunch. Her eyes zeroed in on me.
“Oh, I didn’t know you had company.”
Cole glanced over at me. “She’s not company. She’s just my assistant.”
Just my assistant.
Just my assistant.
I thought about his words with disappointment.
Just when I started to think that there could be something between us, I was put back in my place. Shoved back into place, really. I’d gotten carried away with the kiss, that was all. It hadn’t meant to him what it might’ve meant to me.
I was relegated back to his assistant. Not the woman he kissed and would’ve taken to bed had we not been interrupted.
“Is now a good time?” Nicki asked.
“Let’s chat in the hall.”
He followed her out, closing the door behind him.
Guilt washed over me.
I’d been ready to do so much more than kiss Cole.
It wasn’t fair to John, and it wasn’t fair to me. But life wasn’t fair, and I could stand in place all day thinking about how wrong it was or I could do something about it.
I wasn’t sure exactly what to do about it, but the walls of the huge hotel suite were suddenly suffocating me. I needed to get out.
I grabbed my purse and my phone, making sure I had my key, and I walked out the door.
Cole was standing too close to Nicki—or maybe Nicki was standing too close to Cole—but it wasn’t my business. I was just his assistant. I brushed past the two of them, my legs carrying me toward the elevator as I struggled to catch my breath.
Maybe his eyes were on me, and maybe they weren’t—but I didn’t check to see. Either way, it didn’t matter. Because I was just his assistant.
I was married, and I’d just kissed another man.
Lisa Suzanne is a romance author who resides in Arizona with her husband and baby boy. She’s a part-time college instructor and former high school English teacher. When she’s not cuddling baby Mason, she can be found working on her latest book or watching reruns of Friends.
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