enjoy the company of a woman he found so damned attractive he couldn’t think straight?
He started to open his mouth, to tell her just that, when he realized, while he did consider her his right-hand woman, she was still a mere mortal, unaware of the war waging around her. If Peaches was reluctant to flirt with him now, imagine if she knew the truth?
The waitress arrived with their food, but this time she didn’t hang around. Maybe it was because she was busy, or maybe because she’d finally gotten the hint. Either way, Tristan was glad to be alone with Georgia.
He was determined to feel his Peaches’ attraction again. It couldn’t really be gone.
“I can tell you one thing that’s very much my style,” he said, reaching for the bottle of ketchup as he talked. “A sexy woman in thigh-high stockings.”
She looked up from the pile of food in front of her. She didn’t say anything as he poured ketchup beside the mound of fries. He set the bottle down, and then sucked a little excess of the red condiment from his index finger.
She watched the action, her dark eyes huge behind her frames.
Suddenly, he felt her desire like a rush of hot air from a radiator. Her scent filled his nostrils, even blotting out the smells of their delicious food.
He smiled smugly. Oh, she could pretend to not want him. She could pretend she didn’t care if he wanted someone else. But only for so long.
He didn’t ponder too closely why a sense of relief mingled with his smugness.
“Would you like me to tell you what I like to do to a woman in thigh-high stockings?”
Georgia immediately shook her head, and it was his turn to laugh.
Chapter Six
G eorgia shifted in her seat, wishing she wasn’t so damned obvious. She felt like she might as well be naked, sitting across from her boss.
She was so stupidly attracted to him, and she knew she wasn’t hiding it. She’d tried. She had even tried to draw his attention to the other women here. But he wasn’t having any of it.
He enjoyed messing with her too much.
And it always worked. His suggestive words had her thoroughly aroused. Georgia shifted again, feeling the dampness between her thighs. But she forced herself to ignore that and to focus on her food. The sooner they ate, the sooner she could get away from this evilly seductive man.
“Tasty, huh?” he said as she took a bite of her sandwich. She couldn’t answer right away with her mouth full, so he waited for her to finish chewing, his green eyes locked on her lips.
Even that seemed designed to be suggestive, flirty.
Finally, she swallowed and wiped her lips with her paper napkin.
“You love to mess with me, don’t you?”
He shot her an innocent look. “What do you mean?”
She didn’t answer. Instead, she took another drink of beer.
He chuckled, damn him. It was far too easy for him to make her react. Far too easy.
“I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” he said after she set down her glass. “But I do love how easily you get flustered by my attention.”
Well, that was pretty honest, she realized.
He took a sip of his own beer.
“Actually, I do enjoy messing with you. It amuses me very much,” he said, surprising her again with his honesty. “But I suppose it is inappropriate for an employer to flirt with an employee.”
“Yes,” she said flatly, “it is. It’s actually called sexual harassment.”
Tristan leaned back in his seat and regarded her seriously. “I’m hoping that isn’t actually a threat, Georgia.”
Georgia squirmed a little under his stern gaze. It hadn’t been a threat. The truth was she hadn’t even thought before she’d said it. She’d actually been thinking more about the fact that everything she’d believed about his attention was true. He did find amusement in her reaction to him. Just as she’d always thought. She’d been absolutely right: he was entertaining himself with her silly reactions to him. Her pathetically transparent reactions.
And that hurt a
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