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    “Damnit.”
    The intercom came on and Blaine’s deep voice buzzed through. “Ms. Kaufmann. If you could bring a notepad and take a memo for me, please.”
    Her throat constricted. This wasn’t part of the plan. She had been hoping to avoid Blaine altogether today, but it seemed like that wasn’t going to be an option. She couldn’t very well say no , after all, this was part of her job description.
    Reluctantly—and ruefully filled with anticipation—Kate grabbed a notepad and a pen, made sure her cellphone was on and recording, then went to his office. She knocked twice sharply.
    “Come in,” he called.
    She opened the door and stepped through the threshold. She was wearing another pencil skirt with a white button down tucked in and high heels, her long hair pulled up into a bun. Blaine was standing by his desk, looking over some papers sitting on top of it.
    “Close the door please,” he told her without looking up.
    She did as he asked, turning to close the door. When she turned back around, he had crossed the room in long strides and was standing in front of her.
    “Mr. Blaine—” she said in surprise.
    He placed one hand on either side of her, effectively trapping her between his strong arms. “I told you to call me Lucas.”
    She pressed her back flat against the door, trying to keep some distance between them. This had not been part of the plan. “I really think we need to try to keep this professional, Mr. Blaine.”
    He leaned forward, placing his mouth near her collarbone. “Mhm,” he murmured against her neck.
    Part of her was already starting to lose sight of her plan, succumbing to the warmth emanating from him and the hot breathe against her neck. With a force of will, she pulled herself together and ducked beneath one of his outstretched arms. She walked as quickly as she could in the hells to stand in front of her one of the plush chairs that faced his desk.
    “Now,” she said with a shaky breath. “You said you needed a memo...”
    But Blaine wasn’t interested in any memo. He walked up to her, standing behind her, and placed his hands on her full hips.
    Lips against her ear, he whispered, “I just needed you .”
    Her breath hitched and her eyes flickered shut, letting her head fall back on his shoulder. When his hands made their way up from her hips, trailing her thin waist and up to her breasts, she stopped resisting.
    “You feel amazing.”
    His hands went to the buttons of her blouse, undoing the first few to allow himself access to her breasts. They fit perfectly in his hands, the white lacy fabric just a little too small, making them look plump and suggesting that maybe she had secretly been hoping this would happen.
    Kate bit her lip as his fingers played along the edge of her bra before dipping beneath it to feel her hot flesh. His thumb and forefinger found a nipple, pinching and tugging, and she moaned.
    That was apparently what he’d been waiting for, because he pulled his hands away and spun her around to face him. He pushed her back and leaned into her, forcing her to bend over his desk. Her skirt was so tight that he could only fit one leg between her knees. That apparently did not set well with him, because his hands went immediately to the hem and rucked it up until it was around her waist, allowing him to spread her legs and settle his body between them.
    “Mr. Blaine,” Kate whispered.
    Hands on her hips, his brilliant blue eyes stared into her green ones. “Lucas,” he corrected. “Take off your bra.” The command was sharp, insistent and sent a spark through Kate’s body.
    Kate sat up as best she could, crossing her legs behind him and using them to lift herself up enough that she could undo the rest of her shirt and unclasp her bra. Lucas hummed approvingly. His eyes flickered to her dark hair.
    “Let down your hair,” he told her next.
    She didn’t even hesitate, reaching up and pulling out the pins that restrained her darks waves. Her tresses