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she was just sick of his domineering bullshit.
But, despite my irritation, my wrist tingled where he’d held me, and I couldn’t
stop thinking about those eyes of his, that strong jaw… and how I wanted to run
my hands through that gorgeous wavy hair of his.
    “Get over it, Isa. Never
gonna happen,” I muttered to myself.
    Whoa. Where
did that come from?
    I mean, sure, he was amazing looking, and from the
moment his eyes met mine, I felt a magnetism radiating off him, drawing me to
him, but that didn’t mean I was interested. Far from it, after the way he’d
just spoken to me.
    I ran my hands under the sink and slicked my hair
back, redoing my bun as best I could at the nape of my neck. My hair was always
unruly and wild. I just hoped it would stay put for the next hour. I retouched
my light makeup, and looked at myself in the mirror.
    It would have to do.
    I took a deep breath, and readied myself to face
Mr. Drake.

 
    ***

 
    The meeting went off without a hitch. I sat next
to the CEO running his slides as he presented to the table full of crusty old men.
Standing before them, speaking so smoothly and confidently, the juxtoposition
of his youth and power against the rest of them was not lost on me. He moved
with the kind of grace and power you’d expect of royalty, commanding the
attention and respect of everyone in the room.
    At the end, as the board members filed out into
the hallway, he came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder. I flinched
beneath his touch.
    “Meet me in my office in half an hour.”
    I pursed my lips, a spike of fear coursing through
me. Had I done something wrong? Was I getting fired? It would officially be the
shortest temp job ever. What would my friends say when they heard I’d gotten
canned on my second day?
    “Yes, Sir,” I squeaked.
    He swept out of the room, and I heard him laughing
and joking with the other men as they moved down the hall. I put my head down
and packed up his notes and laptop, trying to get my shit together as I worked.
    Calm down,
Isa. What will be, will be.
    I pictured those cool eyes staring at me as he
mouthed the words “We’re letting you go,” and felt a shiver creep down my
spine. For some reason, the look of disappointment I pictured on his handsome
face was the worst part.

 
    ***

 
    I rapped on the mahogany door at the end of the
executive wing, and tried to steady my breathing.
    “Come in.”
    “Here goes nothing,” I whispered, and entered the
office, trying to hold my chin high.
    Mr. Drake looked up at me, his green eyes intense,
but the emotion behind them unreadable. Was he angry with me? Had I embarassed
him somehow? I was so inexperienced, I was positive it wasn’t good.
    “Ms. Willcox, come here.”
    I smoothed my hands over my skirt and took a few
steps toward the chairs in front of his desk.
    “Did I say you could sit there? Come here. To me.”
    I paused, shifting uncomfortably on my feet.
    “Are you deaf? I said come here .”
    His sharp tone sent a shiver down my spine. I set
my jaw and walked around the desk until I was just inches away from him. He
spun in his chair toward me slowly and leaned back, a smirk playing over his
handsome face. For a long moment, he just looked me over, appraising me, then staring
into my eyes to see if I would look away, I suppose.
    I didn’t.
    “Take a seat here. On the desk.”
    His voice was a low whisper, his eyes intense.
    I hesitated the briefest of moments, but then a
little voice inside my head said He’s
messing with you. He wants to see if you’re afraid. I glared back at him. I
needed to show him he didn’t intimidate me, no matter how rich and powerful he
was.
    I hopped up on the edge of his desk, and crossed
my bare legs demurely. His eyes roamed over my exposed skin, stopping at my hem
line, before moving up my body to my breasts, straining beneath my blouse. I
tried to keep my breathing steady, but I felt so vulnerable this close to him,
especially when he looked at