I am hard as a fucking rock. All I want to do is fuck Alexa hard against the wall. She sees the look in my eyes and blushes bright pink, all the way down to her swelling breasts. I nod then walk away before I embarrass myself.

“I think he liked it, dear,” Gertrude says behind me as I walk out of the store to get my body back under control.

We are back in the car heading to the photo shoot. Her phone rings, it’s the writer only an hour and a half late for the interview. When we get to the building we park, to let her finish the interview, we still have fifteen minutes. I text the photographer to let him know we are downstairs and will be up shortly. While she talks I run through my emails, responding to some, forwarding others. It’s odd not to be at my desk for the day even odder to lack any drive to get back to it over spending more time with Alexa.

I look up at Alexa’s laugh to see her blush. What the fuck? No. I grab her phone out of her hand. With a press of the button, I hit speaker. “Be careful the questions you ask, Janikowski. Alexa is very taken, and I do not allow even the lightest of flirtations.”

The guy sounds surprised. “Miguel?”

“No, Leandros Kaplan.” Alexa is blushing again, she closes her eyes tight. “I believe you have all you need to complete your article. If there is anything else you want to know, you can ask the questions through Miguel.” I end the call before handing the phone back to Alexa. I open the door and let the driver know we’ll be at least two hours. I will call when we are ready.

Alexa slams out of the car. “I can’t believe you did that. My god, Leo, if it had been in-person interview would you have peed on me?”

Her anger notches up when she sees me walking in the other direction of where she was headed. Realizing she has to follow me because she doesn’t know where she is going. I’m a bastard for enjoying seeing her angry, the flushed skin, the sparkling eyes, it really is just like while we are making love. I shrug, “If that is something you are interested in trying we can discuss it.” She recoils, her eyes wide, the question clear in her eyes. “Yes, it’s a sex thing some people are into. I’m not. Janikowski was unprofessional, his questions should not have been personal enough to make you blush. He needed to be corrected, he was.”