Surrender to Temptation Part III: Tempted to Obey Read Online Free PDF

laughed out loud, and I glowered further, even though I was thrilled to have pulled the sound out of him.
    “You’ll get them back.” To the people in the hallway, Zach was merely sharing a joke with an employee. I, however, was standing close enough that I could see the dangerous glint in his eyes.
    “I intend to deliver them personally.”

Chapter Two
    Though I’d now had contact with Zach, my afternoon was proving to be just as unproductive as my morning. I was hyperconscious of my bare skin pressed against the soft fabric of my skirt. More than embarrassment, I found that sitting at my desk, naked beneath my skirt, was terribly exciting. Every time I shifted and my thighs pressed together, I could feel the sensitivity of my arousal.
    What was Zach doing with my panties? Did he have them out on his desk? In his hand? Or were they still in his pocket? I delighted in having a secret that only the two of us knew.
    Frustrated beyond reason, I stood and made my way to Mrs. Gallagher’s desk. Though it was an adult work environment, and though I was perfectly entitled to leave for a short break, I still felt as though I needed to ask the woman’s permission. She made me feel as if I were back in grade school. It was a discomfiting sensation.
    “I’m going to run downstairs for some coffee, Mrs. Gallagher. Would you like anything?” The woman tucked a strand of rich copper hair behind her ear and slid her tortoiseshell reading glasses down to the tip of her nose so that she could focus on me where I stood, at the edge of her office.
    It struck me then that she was an attractive woman, though she hid it well with her condescension and irritating manner.
    “I do not drink caffeinated beverages after ten in the morning, Miss Devon Reid.” She slid her glasses up on her nose and looked back at her computer screen, and I knew that I had been dismissed. “And if you had a decent night’s sleep, rather than cavorting till all hours of the morning, you wouldn’t need to, either.”
    I felt the warmth of a blush spread over my cheeks. It had been a week since I’d been up late doing anything exciting, but the memory of that night had disrupted my sleep ever since. Her tone also rankled, though from what I saw she was just as abrupt with everyone.
    When I reached the bank of elevators I felt the prickles on the back of my neck that told me someone’s eyes were on me. I turned back and found Mrs. Gallagher watching me, her features furrowed with concern.
    Though she made a show of looking away and ignoring me from that moment on, it wasn’t the first time I had caught her examining me with concern. Given how at odds it seemed with her typical behavior toward me, I couldn’t even begin to guess what it was about me that worried her.
    I was too tired to begin to figure it out.
    The lobby was quiet. I passed through the security sensors that guarded the entrance to the employees-only section of the building and followed the scent of roasted arabica beans.
    I had just joined the end of the long line—the Phyrefly building stood thirty-two floors tall, and though coffee was available on every floor, Higher Grounds allowed us a chance to stretch our legs and socialize for a moment, so it was very popular. Anticipating the jolt of caffeine that might help me to get through the rest of the day, and contemplating a sugary doughnut to go with it, I became dimly aware of a commotion back out in the lobby.
    “Employees only beyond this point.” The deep grumble belonged to one of the security guards who manned the entry into the depths of the gigantic building. There were rumblings from the two other men who worked with him—big, intimidating-looking men—but above all the ruckus sounded a voice that was very familiar to me.
    “My girlfriend works here, and I’ll visit her if I damn well want to!” The tone of voice was thin and arrogant and full of agitation. It also sounded familiar.
    No. Surely not.
    I turned slowly,