neck. “In fact, I love your creativity.”
“What about…” Her cheeks turned deep red. “Melanie came in.”
“I know. Don’t worry. She couldn’t see you. My body blocked her view. She probably couldn’t even tell there was a woman here.”
“You really think she thought you were alone?”
He couldn’t help grinning at the thought that Melanie might have thought he’d been masturbating in front of the window. But Jessica had been making sounds, and Melanie would definitely have heard them.
“No. But there’s no way she could tell it was you.”
“What are you going to say to her about it?”
He smiled. “Absolutely nothing. And she won’t ask.”
* * *
Jessica sat on the couch in Dane’s office while he walked outside to send Melanie on an errand. How he could face her only moments after her catching him having sex in his office, she didn’t know. But then Dane was used to being in control and no one questioning him. Especially his staff.
A moment later, he reappeared.
“The coast is clear,” he said.
She stood up and smoothed her skirt, then walked to the door. She peered out to ensure no one, let alone Melanie, was outside the office, then she strode quickly to her office. Even before she sat down, her cell phone beeped. She pulled it from her pocket as she sat down and checked the display.
I could really use a coffee. Want to join me in the lobby?—Melanie
Jessica drew in a deep breath, then typed in her response.
Sure. Be right down.—Jessica
She collected her purse from the drawer and walked to the elevator. Melanie was waiting for her in the lobby. It was a warm day today, so they didn’t need their coats.
She forced her mouth into a smile and waved as she walked toward her friend. “You decided to enjoy the sunshine?”
Melanie just nodded. “I can use the fresh air. Starbucks okay?”
“Sure.” She followed Melanie out the glass door and they strolled two blocks down to the Starbucks they often went to in the afternoon.
Once they bought their coffees, they sat down at a table by the window. Jessica’s stomach clenched. She wasn’t sure what to say or, worse, what Melanie was going to say. Did Melanie know she was the woman in Dane’s office? Would she confront her about it?
Melanie stared at her coffee cup, and the anxiety on her face made Jessica realize that Melanie was just as uncomfortable about this as she was.
“Um … is something up?” Jessica asked, finally breaking the silence.
Melanie glanced at her, then back to her cup, nodding.
She waited, but the silence continued.
“Do you want to tell me about it?”
“Yes, but … no.”
“No?” Jessica’s nerves frayed. Oh, damn, she must know.
“I mean … I shouldn’t.”
Shouldn’t?
“Why not?”
“It’s … about Mr. Ranier.”
A wave of relief washed through her.
“And someone else,” Melanie continued.
She tensed. “Who?”
Melanie shook her head. “I don’t know. All I know is, I walked into his office…” She clenched her hands into fists. “Oh, damn, I really shouldn’t tell you. He trusts me. But … you are his assistant. You should know what you might be walking into.”
“Please, just tell me. I promise it won’t go any further.”
Melanie nodded. “Okay.” She drew in a deep breath. “He had that meeting with Mr. Lane from Human Resources.” She glanced at Jessica as if for reassurance that she should continue.
“Yes.”
“Well, Mr. Lane left Mr. Rainer’s office after about fifteen minutes and said he needed to reschedule the meeting. He said that Mr. Ranier was feeling sick. After he left, I texted Mr. Ranier to see if he needed anything, but he didn’t answer.” She leaned forward. “He always responds, so I got worried. What if he was really sick? What if he’d passed out or something? I knew he was in there alone—at least, I thought he was—so I broke his most basic rule and walked into his office.” She stared at Jessica
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