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15 Chapter 15- Late Night Messages
15 Chapter 15 – Late Night Messages
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Chapter 15 Late Night Messages
Liam’s POV
The tension from the office followed me home like a shadow. Damian, ever the observant friend) seized the opportunity to push my buttons over dinner.
“So Liam, what do you think about Hazel having a boyfriend? Because the way Evelyn was talking, it sounded pretty serious.”
I dragged both hands down my face, feeling the weight of the day. “What does it matter, Damian? I already warned you to stay away from her.”
Hey, I’m not the one interested in her. But her boss seems pretty captivated. And from what I saw today, he already made his move.”
My head snapped up. “What the hell are you talking about?”
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Damian leaned back with that knowing smirk. “Come on, man. I know you better than anyone. You were completely focused on Hazel today. I watched you pull her against you and refuse to
- go. Then you shut that office door and kept her inside. When I came back, the air between you two was electric. And don’t think I missed how your eyes lingered when she walked away. So are you going to tell me what happened behind that closed door, or should I assume you bent your assistant over your desk?”
“You’re impossible. But I couldn’t stop the grin that spread across my face as images of Hazel on my desk flashed through my mind. Get it together, Liam. You’ve never lost control like this before.
I couldn’t hide anything from Damian anyway. “What if I told you that just catching her when she stumbled got me so hard I could barely think straight?)
His eyebrows shot up. I found myself telling him everything, every detail of how she felt in my
arms.
“Liam, my friend, you’re in deep trouble. Because Hazel clearly isn’t like those women who throw themselves at your feet.”
“No, she’s not. She’s incredibly talented too. I want her here long–term, but I can’t deny it. She sets something on fire inside me that makes rational thought impossible.”
We spent the entire dinner dissecting my reaction to my remarkable assistant. After Damian left, I paced my apartment like a caged animal, unable to sleep, tormented by thoughts of who Hazel might be having dinner with. I tried working to distract myself from thoughts of my
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15 Chapter 15–Late Night Messages
employee.
It was well past midnight when I picked up my phone. Why not? I had already crossed professional lines by touching her, but I could still play this game. Maybe I could ruin her evening if her Romeo was still there. A wicked smile curved my lips as I typed:
“Did you mention to your dinner companion that your boss left you with soaked panties?”
I knew exactly what effect I had on her. I had seen her skin flush, heard that sharp intake of breath, felt how difficult it was for her to pull away from me. I knew she was as affected by this magnetic pull as I was. I had always been direct about what I wanted, never hiding behind false propriety. So I decided to make it crystal clear that I recognized this intense attraction flowing between us.
I stared at my phone with amusement, confident my message would leave her speechless. I Jexpected she wouldn’t have the nerve to respond. She was always so composed and
professional, so carefully controlled. Then my phone buzzed:
“Yes, I told him. Have you managed to get your cock under control yet?”
Well, damn. This woman actually caught me off guard. Very few people could do that. A predatory smile spread across my face. Oh sweetheart, you’re playing a dangerous game. Don’t think that sharp tongue of yours can challenge me without paying the price.
“Yes, I got it under control, after stroking myself while thinking about your perfect ass.”
I knew she must be seething now. And I knew I had shattered every professional boundary I had always maintained with female employees, but there was no turning back. This woman awakened something raw and primal in me. She didn’t retreat and fired back another message. She was too quick and clever, which both entertained and captivated me:
“If you keep fantasizing about my ass, you’ll never get any sleep.”
She couldn’t have been more accurate. Sleep was impossible because I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Not just her ass, but every curve of that incredible body and that intoxicating scent. She would pay for this boldness. I would make sure she stayed awake too. I already knew exactly how I would handle my beautiful assistant, how I would punish her for this insolence. My fingers moved quickly:
“What a smart mouth you have. You shouldn’t speak to your boss that way. Since I won’t be sleeping anyway, I expect you in the office an hour early to complete the presentation for Thursday’s meeting. Don’t be late.”
I sent the message and immediately knew I needed to leave her without words, so I added:
“Choose your next words carefully. One more smart comment and I’ll order you back to the office right now.”
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