is toward you, it
won’t matter. Mark will say you have other reasons for
trying to break them up.”
“Like Claire or I want him for ourselves?” she
sighed.
“Exactly,” he nodded.
“Not in this lifetime or any other,” she shook her
head.
“Because of this guy?” Keith gestured towards the
vase on her desk.
Serena hesitated slightly.
“Because of him now,” she said slowly. Her eyes
studied the petals. “I would really rather not go into it.”
“A woman’s intuition thing?” he frowned.
“Do you need more than what you just saw?” she
countered. “His attitude toward me and Claire? I know
he’s very good at his job, but for a PR person, his people
skills need some work. Especially regarding women.”
Keith nodded, his mind on other things already.
“Yeah,” he murmured, turning toward his office.
“Maybe we can do a seminar or something on
professionalism in the workplace.”
Serena sighed as the door closed.
“And my boss makes his return,” she muttered. Her
gaze fell on the rose. “Whoever you are, I hope you’re
not mad about tonight. How do I tell you I can’t do
anything tonight without losing what you offer? Claire
needs me.” Her fingers brushed over the blossoms
velvety softness. “Nearly as much as I think I need you.
How do I say that without sounding needy and
desperate? Or a wimp? Or…,” she stopped, shoulders
slumping. “Oh, what a mess!”
In his office, Keith paced rapidly, trying to figure
out what had just happened. Glaring out at the profile
of the city, he thought about his plans for tonight and
tried to work around the “issue” he wasn’t supposed to
know about. He had to manage things so he was in a
position of control and power. He’d planned on having
the cell phone and vibrator delivered today and then
starting things out that night. That wouldn’t work now,
but what if he gave her a small preview?
His whole plan depended on establishing his control
over her as soon as possible. Seduce , he reminded
himself. He had to seduce her. He would seduce his
assistant, using every means, fair or foul, to win her
over and then…. He closed his eyes briefly.
Before he knew it, he was dialing one of the few
people he could trust. The man who had recognized his
innate need to sexually dominate.
“Grant, it’s Keith. I need feedback on a personal
matter.”
“Okay,” answered the deep voice. “Hold on a
second.” Grant’s voice was redirected. “Joyce, hold all
my calls please. Thank you.” There was a creak of
leather. “What’s the problem, Keith?”
“Not necessarily a problem,” Keith told him. “I just
want to bounce something off of you.”
“Okay. Bounce.”
“It started a couple days ago on Serena’s birthday.”
“Serena, as in, your assistant?”
“How the hell do you remember the name of
someone you’ve met once or twice?” Keith muttered.
“Yes, my assistant. She told me some things about
Charlotte and other women I’ve dated.”
“Correction,” Grant interrupted. “Women you were
seen in public with to keep up appearances.”
“Can I finish here?” Keith scowled.
“Fire away.”
“Okay,” Keith nodded, taking a deep breath. “I was
doing my workout that night and all I could see was
Serena. And not the way she is in the office, if you get
my meaning.”
“Pretend I don’t.”
Keith growled.
“She was naked, spread-eagle on my bed, gagged
and blindfolded. She was waiting for me to do whatever
I wanted to her.”
“And this was the first time you saw her like this?”
“Yes!” Keith said reflexively. “Well, not entirely, but
the first time I did something about it.”
“Oh, shit,” Grant whispered. “Keith, what did you
do?”
“I came up with a brilliant plan to seduce her. Only,
she won’t know it’s me. I put a book of erotica on her
desk the next day. She seemed to like it, so I put
another book in her drawer today.”
“In her
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