Hypnotic Seduction (The Seduction Series) Read Online Free PDF

where he knows I can see him.”
    Bryce rose and peered out the tinted glass. “Cut the old guy some slack. After working his whole life, it must be hard to suddenly have nothing to do all day.”
    “He’s trying to make me feel guilty about his lack of great-grandchildren to play with.”
    “Is it working?”
    Unfortunately, it was. Edward was his only family. Jordan’s mother had walked out when he was eleven, and then at fifteen, he’d lost his dad to a car accident, after which, his grandmother had died. His and Edward’s mutual grief, along with their daily working relationship, had forged a bond stronger than the average guy shared with his grandfather.
    He would love to give the old geezer half a dozen grandbabies to entertain him in his golden years. But marriage? That was out of the question. Jordan had already dealt with enough loss and rejection for three lifetimes.
    He turned his seat back toward his desk and lowered his voice. “I’m a little worried about Gramps. I think he’s got a thing for Hannah.”
    “What?” Bryce’s head snapped up. “No, way.”
    “Yup. He comes in to see her practically every day and keeps bringing her little gifts. He’s taken her out to lunch twice already. Then yesterday he asked if I’d considered increasing our advertising for Sildenafil to help promote our entire generic drug line.”
    Rolling his eyes, Bryce sank back into his chair. “He’ll need a lot more than ED drugs to keep up with a woman her age.”
    “Yeah, like a heart transplant.”
    “Do you think she’s— you know .... ” Bryce pumped his arm.
    “Banging him?” Jordan snorted. “Nah. She treats him like a sweet old man who reminds her of her granddad. I’m just afraid he’s reading more into all her attention.”
    “So what if he does? He’s entitled to a few fantasies at his age. Hell, she’s old-fashioned enough for him. Maybe he can actually convince her to give him a whirl.”
    Which was exactly what worried Jordan.
    “I say more power to him.” Bryce narrowed his eyes. “Or are you afraid he’ll want to make her your step-grandma?”
    Wouldn’t that be great? If Edward became involved with Hannah, it would make Jordan’s own preoccupation with her seem that much sicker. Although, his obsession was actually his grandfather’s fault. All of Edward’s talk about women’s mystique had started Jordan wondering what his assistant might be hiding under those shapeless, puritanical outfits she wrapped herself in. Perhaps lingerie as hot as her take-me-now heels?
    He had no business speculating what kind of underwear she wore—especially since Edward was probably wondering as well. Only a pervert would fantasize about the same woman his grandfather wanted to knock knees with. And judging from the few inches of calf Hannah’s skirts revealed , Jordan suspected her knees were just as sexy as her feet.
    “Maybe he’s decided, since you won’t procreate for him, he’ll try begetting an heir for you himself.” Bryce chuckled.
    “Then he can stop pressuring me to get married,” Jordan muttered. “Gramps has spent a lot of years alone. If he can nail a woman young enough to be his granddaughter, I should be happy for him. I just don’t want him to get hurt.” He spun his Mont Blanc pen between his fingers like a baton. “In any case, I can’t tell you how nice it is to come to the office without worrying if my secretary will have her clothes on.”
    Bryce glanced over his shoulder at Hannah. “Hiring her will definitely ward off any future doubts from the board about you sexually harassing your employees.”
    Jordan let his gaze follow his friend’s to the outer office where the lights reflected off Hannah’s hair, inspiring the mental image of her waves spread out over his pillow.
    It was a good thing Bryce couldn’t eavesdrop on the impure thoughts his prissy assistant inspired. In seconds flat, his buddy would have Jordan locked in a padded room, wearing a