This is a fucking aberration, knock it off, I scold my cock. Then I take the hand she offers me. Her hand is small, soft and in my larger hand feels fragile. A low hum of electricity shoots through me at her touch, and I’m dropping it as if it were burning me. This is not fucking happening. It’s been several weeks since my last release after having to end things with clingy Tara, that is all this is.

Her eyes are cool as ice, she’s looking at my tie with a small, bland smile. There is no hint she is going through the same turmoil I am. I motion for her to sit. Only now do I notice she is carrying a small paper bag I recognize immediately. It’s takeout from Maki Sushi, my preferred sushi restaurant. She sets the bag on my desk then steps back, sitting she crosses her legs primly at the ankle. I sit, careful of my thickening cock.

“The sushi is a suggestion of Victoria’s. Two lobster rolls and one California roll with salmon instead of crab. Victoria was sure you wouldn’t have had dinner yet and would be hungry.”  Even her voice is sexy, light yet husky. I imagine it coming out of the dark begging me to fuck her. Instantly, I’m starving, only I’m not hungry for food, my cock is salivating for her. I pull her file close to me even though I do not see a word as I fight to get myself under control. She is finally hesitant. “I hope it’s okay to have brought you dinner.”

The slight tremor in her voice has my eyes up, searching for the answer to what the hell is going on with me. This is her fault, what is it about her? My voice is harsher than I intend, needing to put her further out of her comfort zone. “Tell me why you want to work for me.”

Blue eyes blink fast, her hands tighten in her lap, her lips thin then the ice is back. “It’s a tie between the salary and the opportunity of working for you.”

Her voice is cool, even. Her composure in the face of my own inner unrest infuriates me, “Explain yourself.”

Alexandra Clark is looking through me, no one has looked through me since Agatha. It incites violence within me. “I would be lying if I didn’t say the money mattered. With the money I’ll be making, things I didn’t think were possible will be.