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probably take up most of your day.”
    “That’s fine,” she said softly and made her way across the room to the small conference table.
    Chad stared after her, noting the swing of her slender hips and shook his head, inwardly scolding himself for his inappropriate reaction. She wore a white blouse with a peter-pan collar, a short, brown mini-skirt with a pair of suede Mary-Janes and tan knee socks. For a nineteen-yr-old woman, she sure dressed like a little girl, the picture of purity.
    Chad picked up the folder from his desk and walked over to her, explaining what little he knew about Omagal Inc.
    Shannon nodded a couple of times, letting him know she understood exactly what he needed.
    “I just need to make a phone call then I’ll join you,” he said, smiling down at her.
    She looked up under her eyelashes like before, a look that managed, once again, to stop Chad in his tracks. “Okay,” she breathed, and for some strange reason, Chad thought the sound was the most alluring thing he’d ever heard.
    He walked across the room and sat on the edge of his desk, He picked up his landline and dialed Donna’s number. “Hey D,” he said when she picked up.
    “Hi, handsome,” she answered. “You’re not calling to cancel on me, are you?”
    Chad watched as Shannon pulled her long, silky hair over her left shoulder; it cascaded down past her breast.
    “Chad…are you still there?”
    “Yeah…no…I mean, no. I’m not cancelling,” he replied. “I’m looking forward to spending the night with you.” He heard it immediately. Why the fuck did he just say that? It carried a big, fat sexual connotation, not that he minded that as such, but he usually wasn’t so forward, and besides, Shannon may have overheard.
    “What are you looking forward to most?” Donna asked in her most seductive voice.
    Shannon’s finger glided up and down her thigh absentmindedly as she bent over the papers in front of her.
    “Chad…”
    “Your thighs,” Chad replied with a hypnotized tone.  He shook his head to clear it. “I mean…I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.”
    “Really?” Donna chuckled. “I didn’t realize my thighs were such a turn on.”
    “They’re not…” Chad mumbled, not really sure what the hell he was even saying. He couldn’t peel his eyes off the girl that sat across the room, captivating him with her every movement. He watched as she slid her finger under the rim of her left knee sock and gave her calf a tiny scratch. Suddenly, and from out of nowhere, Chad saw a flash behind his eyes, a quick mental image of him running his tongue over the top of that very sock, of sliding it down her calf and kissing the soft flesh behind her knee. And then, to his utter horror, he felt his cock stiffen.
    “Chad?” Donna called into the phone. “What are you playing at? I didn’t realize that my thighs disgusted you. You never seemed to mind lying between them.”
    He flinched at her statement, which managed to bring him back to the ‘here and now’. “Your thighs don’t disgust me,” he said sharply. He ran his fingers through his hair and noted the slight shaking of his hands. “I have to go, D. I’ll see you tonight.” He hung up before she had a chance to respond. He adjusted his pants and stood up. “Shannon, I’ll be right back,” he called while rushing to the door.
    After splashing the third handful of cold water on his face, Chad assumed he was composed enough to face Shannon again.
    He took a deep breath at his office door and walked inside to see Kyle sitting at his conference table facing Shannon, a cocky grin on his face. Chad sighed with relief. The last thing he wanted was to spend the day alone with the girl.
    “I came to help,” Kyle announced.
    “Thanks, Buddy,” Chad replied, walking toward the conference table. He walked to the far side and pulled out the chair at the head of the table, close to the window.
    “You’re welcome,” Kyle said in a peppy voice, “but I