looked like?
Was he here? How could he know? Was he just saying that to mess with her mind ? It wasn’t his style, but who knows what he is like now.
“The red sweater looks good , ” came the next message.
With those words, she knew that he was here. In her warehouse! There was no way he could know what she was wearing from over in Duban or wherever he might be in the world ! He could only know she was wearing a red sweater if he was actually looking at her.
She looked around, her heart pounding and her hands starting to sweat. She couldn’t believe that he was actually here! Fury pounded through her and she glanced up towards her office window. Sure enough, there he was, standing in the window watching her. How long had he been there? Had he been watching her the whole time. She glanced down at her cell phone, noting the time of the first call. He’d been here for at least fifteen minutes!
Damn that man! There was no way she would allow him to invade her space. This was her personal domain and she wouldn’t permit him to come here and fluster her or make her crazy the way he’d been doing for the past few minutes! He’d given up the right to speak to her casually, to give her compliments or anything else four years ago when he’d married another woman only days after spending the night with her!
Dorothy, her assistant, rushed up to her, out of breath and sweating slightly. “I finally found you! There’s a guy up in your office. A gorgeous guy! He asked if he could see you and he has the most amazing accent you’ve ever heard! And he’s buff!” she finally finished, her eyes wide with excitement and curiosity. The woman was completely discrete about anything that was happening in the office, but Siri looked at her flushed cheeks and knew she’d never confide her relationship with Malik to anyone here in the warehouse or office.
Knowing that Dorothy expected Siri to drop everything she was doing so she could run up and see the ‘buff’ guy only irritated Siri more, but she tried to hide it. Dorothy wasn’t the target here. It was all on Malik’s end that she wanted to shoot darts at.
“Why is he here?” Siri asked, gritting her teeth to keep from snapping off her assistant’s head at the idea that Malik was ‘gorgeous’. If she only knew what kind of a weasel that man was, Dorothy wouldn’t think he was so nice to look at. No amount of muscles could compensate for a poor character and low morals.
Dorothy’s curls bounced as she pointed towards the offices above the warehouse. “He said something a bout wanting to talk with you. He mentioned he was an old friend.”
“Old enemy, more like it,” Siri mumbled underneath her breath. “Thanks Dorothy. Tell Mary I’ll be in to approve the payroll in a moment. I just need to get rid of a bug.”
Dorothy stared after her boss, eyes wide at the idea that the man in her office could possibly be the bug upon which her boss might stomp. Surely she’d misunderstood. The charming, marvelous fellow she’d spoken to several minutes ago could never be thought of as an unwanted pest! Either that, or her boss was just teasing. Yes, that must be it, she thought as she watched Siri walked with determination towards the offices.
“If you don’t want him, send him my way!” Dorothy called out.
Siri barely hesitated as she heard her assistant’s bellow. “Believe me, you don’t want this kind of cockroach,” Siri called back.
She practically ran up the metal stairs in order to get to her office more quickly. She wanted Malik out of her office, out of her warehouse and out of her life. She hated this man so deeply she couldn’t believe that she had it in her.
“Who the hell do you think…” she started to say but he cut her off, simply by taking her into his arms and covering her angry mouth with his. His kiss was hot, sexy and so
Was he here? How could he know? Was he just saying that to mess with her mind ? It wasn’t his style, but who knows what he is like now.
“The red sweater looks good , ” came the next message.
With those words, she knew that he was here. In her warehouse! There was no way he could know what she was wearing from over in Duban or wherever he might be in the world ! He could only know she was wearing a red sweater if he was actually looking at her.
She looked around, her heart pounding and her hands starting to sweat. She couldn’t believe that he was actually here! Fury pounded through her and she glanced up towards her office window. Sure enough, there he was, standing in the window watching her. How long had he been there? Had he been watching her the whole time. She glanced down at her cell phone, noting the time of the first call. He’d been here for at least fifteen minutes!
Damn that man! There was no way she would allow him to invade her space. This was her personal domain and she wouldn’t permit him to come here and fluster her or make her crazy the way he’d been doing for the past few minutes! He’d given up the right to speak to her casually, to give her compliments or anything else four years ago when he’d married another woman only days after spending the night with her!
Dorothy, her assistant, rushed up to her, out of breath and sweating slightly. “I finally found you! There’s a guy up in your office. A gorgeous guy! He asked if he could see you and he has the most amazing accent you’ve ever heard! And he’s buff!” she finally finished, her eyes wide with excitement and curiosity. The woman was completely discrete about anything that was happening in the office, but Siri looked at her flushed cheeks and knew she’d never confide her relationship with Malik to anyone here in the warehouse or office.
Knowing that Dorothy expected Siri to drop everything she was doing so she could run up and see the ‘buff’ guy only irritated Siri more, but she tried to hide it. Dorothy wasn’t the target here. It was all on Malik’s end that she wanted to shoot darts at.
“Why is he here?” Siri asked, gritting her teeth to keep from snapping off her assistant’s head at the idea that Malik was ‘gorgeous’. If she only knew what kind of a weasel that man was, Dorothy wouldn’t think he was so nice to look at. No amount of muscles could compensate for a poor character and low morals.
Dorothy’s curls bounced as she pointed towards the offices above the warehouse. “He said something a bout wanting to talk with you. He mentioned he was an old friend.”
“Old enemy, more like it,” Siri mumbled underneath her breath. “Thanks Dorothy. Tell Mary I’ll be in to approve the payroll in a moment. I just need to get rid of a bug.”
Dorothy stared after her boss, eyes wide at the idea that the man in her office could possibly be the bug upon which her boss might stomp. Surely she’d misunderstood. The charming, marvelous fellow she’d spoken to several minutes ago could never be thought of as an unwanted pest! Either that, or her boss was just teasing. Yes, that must be it, she thought as she watched Siri walked with determination towards the offices.
“If you don’t want him, send him my way!” Dorothy called out.
Siri barely hesitated as she heard her assistant’s bellow. “Believe me, you don’t want this kind of cockroach,” Siri called back.
She practically ran up the metal stairs in order to get to her office more quickly. She wanted Malik out of her office, out of her warehouse and out of her life. She hated this man so deeply she couldn’t believe that she had it in her.
“Who the hell do you think…” she started to say but he cut her off, simply by taking her into his arms and covering her angry mouth with his. His kiss was hot, sexy and so
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