toys,
but mostly simple obedience. Hers to his commands.
Serena realized she was indeed intrigued by the
relationship the unknown Dominant outlined.
Closing her eyes, she groaned. That was it. She’d
definitely lost her mind. How could she even consider
such a thing? From the book she’d devoured the past
two nights, she knew it was because she was tired of
being a vanilla girl with a vanilla life. She had been
willing to go on a blind date or meet a man at a bar, so
how much farther down the spectrum was this? In
many ways, this dominant was giving her all the power,
at least initially, by giving her a way to stop all further
communications.
Her eyes flew open. He’d gotten to her desk, into her
desk. That meant he had to work in the building. That
meant she probably knew this man! Then why go to all
this trouble? Why not just ask her out? When he
‘communicated’ with her next, he had a few questions to
answer.
Serena realized she’d made up her mind. She
nodded slowly. As crazy as it might sound, she would
see just what this dominant wanted with her. If she
didn’t like the answers, then she would put his promise
not to communicate with her to the test.
Feeling settled, she tucked the book and notes
safely in her tote and closed the drawer. Starting her
computer, she printed Keith’s schedule and pulled out
her notes from last night’s conference call.
“‘Morning, Serena,” Keith greeted her as he came
in. He unlocked his door. “How’s the day look?”
“Good morning,” she smiled, taking the paper from
the printer. “Meetings as usual. Mark Hammond called
to see if you were available at noon.”
He scowled. Keith appreciated his Senior VP for
Public Relations’ media savvy and ability to keep the
company at the top of the list the Fortune 500
companies turned to for computer solutions, but lately
something had been rubbing Keith the wrong way.
After the conversation on Serena’s birthday, Keith just
didn’t want to think that more of his perceptions of
people were wrong.
Mark had left MacLauren Industries, run by his
father and brothers, several years earlier saying the
computer arena offered more of a challenge. Mark was
still good friends with Keith’s older brother Kevin. The
brothers had had chilly relations for over ten years and
hadn’t spoken in months. The rift was public even if
very few knew just what it was about. Briefly it crossed
Keith’s mind that Mark was a corporate spy, and
dismissed it.
Shit, but he needed to focus! He realized Serena
was waiting for a response from him. He tried to
remember if Mark had mentioned anything the last
time he’d seen him but couldn’t.
“Any idea what it’s about?”
Keith had quickly found that Serena, with her
administrative contacts, gave him a leg up with his
employees. Claire was Mark’s assistant and her
penchant for gossip meant she usually called Serena
within seconds of her boss calling Keith. Serena would
scribble a hasty note and hand it to him as he talked.
“Not this time,” she shook her head. “But then, I
haven’t had a chance to check with Claire.”
Nodding, Keith gave her a tight smile.
“See what you can find out. And make it...” he
glanced at his schedule. “Twelve-thirty. That way I can
eat lunch today.”
At the word ‘lunch,’ Serena’s head jerked slightly.
Get a grip .
“I’ll call Claire,” she managed to reply.
****
Just after twelve, Keith rolled his sleeves down and
buttoned the cuffs before pulling on his coat. It was
time to see if Serena had made a decision. Given her
reaction when he’d said ‘lunch’ earlier, he wasn’t sure.
Walking out of his office, he glanced at Serena.
“Mark still scheduled for twelve-thirty?”
“Yes,” she nodded, not having had a chance to
confirm it sooner. “Claire has no idea what it could be
about. She hasn’t heard about any earth-shattering or
eye-opening issues.” Serena