Fated: Karma Series, Book Three Read Online Free PDF

excited my cells like I’d been popped in a microwave.
    Get a grip. It was just some flesh lying over some toned muscles. Big whoop. I could go to the gym down the street and find all the muscles I wanted. Yeah, they wouldn’t be Fate but so what? A girl could only handle so much sexy. He had too much. It was a big flaw.
    That wasn’t helping at all.
    Staring at him from a reclined position was also another very bad idea.
    “How do you want to handle the new guy?” Getting up, I tried to make my way to the chair behind the desk several feet away as casually as possible. “And what was the big deal about talking there?”
    He sank down onto the couch, taking my position with a look that begged me to join him. He folded his arms behind his head and got settled before he spoke. “I’m not sitting on the interviewee’s side of the desk in a folding chair. As far as what I want? Him to stay out of our way.” His lips turned up. “There’s room for two over here if that chair is uncomfortable.”
    I immediately forced myself to stop squirming about. “I don’t think we should be hasty. He might be able to help us.”
    I kicked my feet up onto the surface. The movement disturbed the air and caused a slip of paper to gently drift to the ground.
    I reached down and grabbed it to set it on the desk. I shouldn’t have looked but I couldn’t stop myself. What did Fate have receipts lying about for? What was he out buying himself that his shopper couldn’t get?
    Perfume? He’d been trying to get me into bed nonstop, maybe not saying the words but laying it all out there nonetheless, and he’d been buying perfume for someone else.
    Returning my feet back to their previous position on the desk, I tried to act normal even though I was furious. I couldn’t say a word. I didn’t have a leg to stand on. Trying to get me in bed wasn’t saying he was committed to me. It was just sleazy to be that big of a pig.
    “Did you see something that made you upset?” Fate said from the couch.
    It pissed me off how well he read me. It made me even angrier that he obviously knew what I’d read and didn’t even care.
    “Nope. Nothing important.”
    “Anyone ever tell you that you have a lousy poker face?”
    “Not until I landed in this dump.”
    He got off the couch and headed over toward the desk while I used my feet to kick off and wheel myself to a more comfortable distance. He looked down at the desk as if he found something incredibly amusing. “So, nothing is bothering you? Nothing you want to ask me about?”
    “Like I just said, there’s nothing that concerns me here.” I kicked my feet back up onto the desk from my new location on the other side of it and leaned back, turning my head away from him and toward the window I wanted to slam a fist into.
    I couldn’t believe the jerk thought it was funny that I found his receipt for a gift for another woman. The world was falling apart at our feet but that didn’t slow him down any. Good to know. I might have started to think I was something special.
    Fate perched himself on the desk near my feet. “Can we talk business or are you too upset?”
    I didn’t need to look at his face. I could hear the smirk and this time I didn’t have torn feelings about it. There was no love of the smirk, only hate. Why he thought it was so funny that I’d find a receipt that confirmed exactly what I feared was beyond me. “I’m not upset. Go ahead. Talk away.”
    He sighed, the amusement fading fairly quickly. “As much as I’m enjoying this, it wasn’t what you think.”
    I sniffed the air. “You don’t smell particularly feminine today. You wear perfume?”
    “No.”
    “You have a sister who does?”
    “You know I don’t but I do have a Mother who does.”
    Mother. Her name sounded like a curse when I heard it. “If you have a thing for Mother, that’s fine. It’s none of my business.”
    He stiffened. “It was a work thing. Why would you think there’s something