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Deborah couldn’t hold the back the quickening of her heartbeat. The sensation brought a flush of heat to her body and she felt the immediate prickling of sweat on her forehead. She tried to concentrate on the words on the computer screen in front of her, but found it difficult to do so, her attention suddenly focused on trying to keep her ragged breathing from being too obvious. It had been the same for the past week, ever since her temporary placement with billionaire Drew Sanford started. Every time he came near she felt the effect of his presence and try as she might to control herself, it was proving more and more difficult to do so. It was the last day of her placement and as the billionaire stood behind her seat and placed a hand on her shoulder she felt it burn into her skin. Deborah knew she would be unable to resist and wondered just what the hand on her shoulder was the start of.
When her full-time boss, Henry Cray, had called her through to his office the previous Friday evening, Deborah thought it would be their usual meeting about his plans for the following week. As his personal assistant she needed to keep on top of his movements and requirements. She’d been doing the job for two years now and without being arrogant knew she was good at it. Her boss was also fully aware of just how efficient she was and while the discussion did center on his plans, it wasn’t quite in the way that Deborah expected.
“I’ll be away all next week,” Mr. Cray started.
“Is that for work or pleasure?” Deborah asked.
“Pleasure for a change,” he went on with a smile. “My wife surprised me with a golfing vacation for my upcoming birthday. I’ve nothing so pressing that it can’t wait a week so plan to relax with my gorgeous wife and play some golf.”
“That was nice of her,” Deborah said. “Is she taking you anywhere nice?”
“Golfing school in Florida,” Mr. Cray replied. “Run by an ex-professional supposedly so maybe my game will see a little improvement by the end of the week.”
She knew that golf was the passion of her boss and his wife so wasn’t surprised to hear that they would be enjoying a vacation at a golfing school. “I’m sure you will have a great time,” she said with a smile. “Is there anything you need me to attend to while you are away?”
“That’s why I called you in,” he answered. “I was wondering if you could do me a big favor.”
A frown creased Deborah’s forehead. “OK…,” she said slowly. “Go on, I’m listening.”
“You know of Drew Sanford, don’t you?” Mr. Cray asked.
“Sure, he’s the head of Sanford Inc.” Deborah replied. “You meet him quite often.”
“Yup that’s the man,” Mr. Cray went on. “He’s worth a fortune and so is his company. He’s given me bits and pieces of work over the last year or so, but it would be good to secure a big contract with him.”
“OK,” said Deborah. “So what’s the favor you need from me?”
“Well…, he phoned me this afternoon,” her boss answered. “His personal assistant has been called away because her mother took ill. He reckons she will be away for at least a week, maybe more.” Deborah wasn’t sure quite where things were going, but nodded as Mr. Cray continued to speak. “He’s looking for someone reliable to fill in while she is away.”
“He doesn’t have anyone available that can step into her shoes for a week?” she asked.
Mr. Cray shook his head. “He say’s not. The other girls in his office are all fairly new to the job and he doesn’t have anyone that has the experience and competence of say…, you.”
“Oh,” Deborah replied, suddenly realizing what the favor was. “You want me to go and help out while his assistant is away.”
“Well, with me being on vacation next week, it ties in quite nicely,” he went on. “You would be doing me a big favor if you
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