Stolen: An Alpha Billionaire Romance (Heists & Hearts Book 1)

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Author: Roxy Callahan
to look at me as they pass through the lobby.
    “Of course you have a choice. I’ll be disappointed, of course, if you decide not to continue.” I pause and touch her arm with my hand. “But why don’t you come up to my office and hear about the job first. You may change your mind when you hear all the details.” 
    She is frozen in place, and I can’t tell if she is aware of the precipice I am guiding her along or whether she is just angry over my taking control of the situation. Someday she’ll understand that my taking control is what is saving her from the treacherous path. But today I just need her to take that next step. “And please, call me Dirk.”
    “I’ll listen to the details of your case, Mr. St. James, but I can’t promise anything more than that.” 
    I lead her up to my office. 

    JILL
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    Dirk is in a suit that somehow makes him sexier than him being half naked in the gym. I’m not sure I can even think clearly, although the words I’m saying seem to project the anger I’m aiming for. Still, when he touches my arm I practically melt. 
    We are heading up to his office, alone in an elevator. He stands with his back to the doors, staring at me with his hands in the pockets of his pants, a slight smile on his face. It is a look of casual yet supreme confidence. I’m in my uniform, and it makes me uncomfortable, as it isn’t the kind of outfit that lets me show off my cleavage while downplaying my other curves. It’s just… me. Wait, why am I thinking of showing off my cleavage?
    The door opens on the top floor and Dirk holds the door open and waves me through.  Wait, when’did I start calling him Dirk?  I walk through, letting him believe he’s being the gentleman. 
    We walk down a long hallway with doors on each side, all closed. At the very end is a small reception area with a beautiful girl sitting behind a desk. She looks about my age. Behind her is an open door. Through the door I see a large office with huge glass windows overseeing downtown Dallas.
    Entering the reception area, Dirk pauses. “Mary, this is Officer. Benson. She is going to help me with the Klimt situation. So please hold my calls.” Mary nods but doesn’t even bother to say hi to me. Dirk doesn’t seem to care and walks me into his office, closing the door behind us.
    The view is extraordinary. All the walls are glass, and it looks like the office is suspended on a cloud. I stand at the door staring out at Dallas and the various pretty bridges over the Trinity River. 
    “Please, have a seat.” Dirk is standing behind his desk and points to a plush chair facing it. I walk over and sit down. Dirk sits after I do and peers at me. He looks at ease, even happy.
    “You don’t look very comfortable. Can I get you a drink?”
    “No, thank you.” I consider reminding him I’m in uniform but figure it’s rather obvious. I cross my legs at my ankles and drop my hands between my legs. I try to look curious yet detached. 
    “You don’t seem very relaxed.”
    I’m not sure what Dirk’s game is. He is teasing me in some fashion, I’m sure, which is a bit maddening. Can’t he just be serious for a minute? “I’m quite relaxed Mister St. James. I’m just waiting to hear about the job.”
    “No. You aren’t nearly as relaxed as when you were bent over the bench in the gym.” 
    I can’t believe he is so blunt and crass. It was foolish of me to expect anything approaching romance. Sure, he was dressed in a pristine suit and looked like he was a modern day prince, but his words are all wrong. I stand up. “I don’t need this. Please find a new officer to help you.”
    “Wait.” His voice is commanding yet calm. I look at him, and there is an intensity in his eyes that seems like more than just physical desire. I stand there, peering at him, curious what he’ll say next. “Please sit down.” 
    “Are you going to talk about the case?” 
    “Maybe.” 
    “Wrong answer,” I reply, and I’m good
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