Blue eyes flash, “It is not cheating. This is a way of getting my work done in a quick and efficient manner. I wouldn’t have been able to get them done without it...” She trails off. “You did it on purpose. You gave me reports to complete in time frames I wouldn’t have been able to get done if I hadn’t brought in my dictation.

“What a bastard you are. Screw you. I’m not doing it. I’m not quitting. If you want me gone, then you’re going to have to fire me. Act like a man and do the dirty work yourself. Stop bullying a woman, you’re two times bigger and stronger than.”

This bitch, the words fly out of my mouth. “Then you’re fired. I want you gone, now.”

Her eyes go wide as she stands, despite the desk between us we are only inches away from each other as she leans across it. The clean, sweet scent of her teases me, fucking with my head. “You coward! I thought Natalie was wrong, a part of me couldn’t believe her, but it’s true. You want me but since you can’t have me, if you can’t fuck a woman then you don’t want anything to do with her. It’s beyond your tiny little mind and massive ego to interact with a woman without becoming an animal and succumbing to desire. Well, tough, figure it out because I’m not leaving.”

Every breath I take is of her, her blue eyes are glittering with her anger sending my body into overdrive. Fuck. I want to get violent. I want to drag her into my arms and kiss her until she is breathless. Then the crystal around the rim of the frame catches my eye. It’s him, her fucking husband. It’s the same picture on his Facebook page. He is smiling, his own wedding ring glinting in the picture. God damn it. The picture is a dousing of cold water, I refuse to be that man. I swing away from her fighting for composure, I cannot find it. I slam into my office needing to get as far away from her as I can.

I am pacing in front of the windows, sunlight pours through washing over me. There are no shadows to hide behind anymore. Alexa is aware I want her. What is worse, she was unaware of it until Natalie told her. Shame courses through me that Natalie knows of my desire for an employee. The shame does not stop me from being furious with Natalie for discussing it with Alexa.