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when I tell her I found it.”
    She smiled. “Sure thing.”
    As soon as she left, he dropped the earring in his
palm and clamped his hand around it.
    God damn! He’d suffered for months keeping a tight
rein on his building desire for her and she just casually fucked
him at a party.
    Anger surged through him. He should fire her and her
sexy little ass.
    * * *
    Kali wrapped her hand around the coffee mug. “I’m
worried that he’s going to figure out it was me.”
    “I already told you, you have nothing to worry
about,” Serena said.
    “But you told me when he and Mr. Jameson went out
for drinks last evening, that Mr. Blair pushed him to ask you again
about me.”
    “And he did and I told him it was none of his
business. Or Mr. Blair’s. He even tried to push me, saying that
only company personnel should have been at the party and if I’d
brought someone outside that I could be in trouble and he didn’t
want that. That if I told him who you were, he could ensure
everything would be okay.”
    “What did you say?”
    “I told him to go ahead and fire me.”
    “Really? That was taking a big chance.”
    “Not really. I just stuffed a ball gag in his mouth
and told him that the only one who would be in trouble was him and
then I used a paddle on his ass.”
    “Oh, God. Too much information.” But a smile turned
up her lips at Serena’s incorrigible attitude.
    They walked back to the office and she sat at her
desk. Everything would be fine. She didn’t need to worry about Mr.
Blair figuring out it was her. And she’d eventually get over her
nervousness around him and things would get back to normal. She
just had to give it time.
    She was fine. Everything would be fine.
    “Kali”.
    She started at the sound of Mr. Blair’s sharp tone
behind her. She hadn’t even checked if he was in his office, since
she assumed he’d still be out at lunch.
    She turned her chair to face him. “Yes, Mr.
Blair?”
    He strode toward her and dipped his hand in his
pocket, then dropped something on her desk. Something tiny.
    An earring. The familiar shape sent a wave of relief
through her. It was the earring her sister had given her on Kali’s
eighteenth birthday.
    “My earring.” She smiled and picked it up. “That’s
great! Where did you…”
    Then it hit her. Her gaze jerked to his.
    “So that is yours.”
    She froze. She couldn’t deny it. Not now. But…did
that mean…?
    His gleaming granite gaze was locked on her face,
his expression sour.
    “My office. Now!”
    She stood up and scurried in front of him into his
office. He followed and closed the door behind them.
    “It was you at the party,” he accused.
    Her cheeks flamed, and she shook her head in a
daze.
    “Don’t even try to deny it.”
    She stared at him, her stomach fluttering. She’d
never seem him this angry.
    “Are you…”—she swallowed, her throat gone
tight—“going to fire me?”
    His sharp gaze bored through her, giving nothing
away.
    Her chest constricted. Oh, God. Of course he was
going to fire her.
    “Why the hell did you let it happen?” he
demanded.
    “What do you mean?”
    “You knew it was me.”
    She bit her lip and nodded.
    “I didn’t know it was you. That meant it was
up to you to stop it. Why didn’t you?”
    Anxiety coiled through her gut. How could she tell
him it was because she had a major crush on him and had been
yearning to be in his arms ever since she’d started working for
him? That night had been a dream come true.
    “Did you not care that this could cause a serious
problem with our working relationship?” he demanded.
    “But you didn’t know, so I didn’t think it would
hurt.”
    His jaw twitched. “But why take the chance?”
    Her cheeks flamed. “I…” but she couldn’t think of
anything to say except that she’d been longing for him to take her,
and that would only make matters worse.
    She couldn’t drag her gaze from his glittering eyes.
He was angry at her and she didn’t know how to fix