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been a pleasure to work for you within in this company and I appreciate you giving me the opportunity. I look forward to a very long and successful career within Greyson Capital, Sir."
    Mr. Greyson raises his hand and gestures behind me "Hadley, speaking of your longevity within the company, I would like you to meet Ben Harrison. He is the head of the Legal Affairs department at Greyson Capital."
    I swing my gaze behind my shoulder and see a polished, almost pretty, man sitting on the coach with numerous stacks of highlighted paperwork starting to rise off the couch. He smiles and stretches out his hand to me in greeting. I move to approach and return the gesture when our eyes meet and I see the navy blue of his and dirty blond wavy hair that slightly falls over his right eye as he smiles warmly. I am lost in those pools, and there is something slightly mysterious and cautious in that smile.
    This man is a yuppie for sure… but yummy. Within seconds I surmise that he spends more time getting ready for work in the morning than I do. That is not natural for a man--or at least, my type of man. He's attractive, yes, and I will appreciate the view nonetheless.
    I catch myself about to gaze down from his eyes to his mouth. I lick my lips. I take a hastier step than necessary toward the couch and sitting area. I trip on the corner of the rug and fall into Mr. Harrison's outstretched arms. He holds me up and pulls me into him to steady me. His breath is hot against my ear. My arms are pinned tight against his chest. I am thankful for the barrier to my chest, as I am sure the girls are peaked and completely aware of his body against mine. His warm breath is invading every other pore in my body. He smells like fruity musk--too much cologne for a man, but his chest and arms are solid.
    Get a fucking grip! I am such a klutz. I need to get laid. NO! I know what I need. I need two hours in the loft to allow the music to take me to more pleasurable places, where errant thoughts assault my senses. The increase in blood and sensations that pulse through me calms me and helps me put all the shuffled note cards in my mind in order.
    I awkwardly recover my composure. I settle back to at upright position, supporting myself, and then apologize to Mr. Harrison for my falter. He grins, most likely recognizing my redness in my high cheekbones, and offers me an out to ease the tension I am sure is traveling off me in waves.
    "Anytime you need a shoulder to fall on, I am your man. It is a pleasure to finally get a chance to work with you. I have heard so many things about you, and now I look forward to seeing you in action for myself. I can already confirm with the utmost certainty I will enjoy the view across the table during early morning closing meetings much more now. No offense, Old Man." He never takes his eyes from mine.
    I cringe instantly at that reference. Great… just another C-cup with a pert backside. I feel a wave of heat start to stoke in my belly and I push it down. I decide to work it out later. I manage an amicable wordless smile back to Mr. Harrison.
    Mr. Greyson responds by shrugging toward Ben with a small smile. "I can't say I could disagree that point. Hadley, Ben handles all of our sensitive matters regarding highly compensated and senior level members of the company. He is also responsible for creating and overseeing the execution of all closing documents, specifically for mergers and acquisitions. He is here to work out a new employment contract with you, and you will be working with him very closely on closing contracts for the Mathis project. I would like to meet you Monday evening for dinner to discuss details surrounding transitioning that process to you. I need to spend time in the New York office for the government contracts review with the security teams. Ben will be on hand to review the newly-drawn employment agreement we have drafted, and then I will be flying out Tuesday morning."
    I knew this part was coming. The