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“Well it’s only a few papers. I’m sure Lilly is capable of watching me sign them.” Ellis’ commanding tone does strange things to me. I turn and he looks straight at me, a small smile playing on his lips. Great.
    Josh looks at me. “Are you happy getting these signed Lilly?” No.
    “Yes of course.” I smile politely whilst gritting my teeth.
    “Alright then. I am terribly sorry about this Mr Ellis.”
    “Not at all, I did drop by on very short notice. Lilly and I will manage.” He turns to me and looks at me in a way that makes every muscle in my body tense in anticipation. Oh god.
    “Thank you for your understanding.” Josh stands and strides out, giving me one last look before he leaves. What was that pity? A warning? I can’t be sure. He closes the door behind him and I am left alone with Theodore Ellis.
    “Right, here are the contracts that you need to sign.” I pick up the papers and in an attempt not to stand too close to him I lean across the desk to place them in front of him. As I lean across our eyes meet and he fixes me in that gripping gaze, his lips pulled up at one side. I'm suddenly hot everywhere. He sits with that amused smirk on his perfect lips, but otherwise makes no move. He exudes an arrogance that can only come from someone who is completely self-assured. He just watches me. As I stare back at him I notice his eyes flicker down very briefly. He lifts one eyebrow and smiles wickedly at me; it's so hot, so carnal that I swear my womb just physically contracted.
    “Very nice Miss Parker.” He has a dangerous gleam in his eye. I suddenly realise that I am being wholly inappropriate, bent over the desk right in front of him, the cowl neck of my dress leaving everything on show. I straighten and roll my eyes at him.
    “Pervert.” I mutter.
    "Don't move on my account." A small smile plays on his lips as he cocks an eyebrow at me. He’s so calm and collected, well aware of his effect. He leans back in his chair slightly and folds his hands behind his head, the image of cocky arseholeness. Okay, I am done with this. I'm not that girl, I never have been. If it's games he wants, I'll happily show him how it's done. I know how to work a man like putty in my hand. This will be a piece of cake.
    I pick up the papers, never taking my eyes off of his. I walk around the desk slowly, trailing one finger along it as I move. His gaze holds mine other than to briefly flicker down to my finger on the desk and then back up, he swallows and parts his lips a little. His eyes fix mine as they darken into a look so savagely sexual it leaves goose bumps over my body. I pull my glasses off of my head, gently running my fingers through my hair where they had been and flicking it over one shoulder. I place my glasses on my face.
    When I reach him I stand behind him and lean over his shoulder, my right breast lightly brushes his left arm. I place the papers on the desk in front of him, he doesn’t move.
    “If you could please sign here.” I lean down and whisper with my lips just inches from his ear. His breath quickens.
    I stand and turn, leaning against the desk facing him. I take my glasses off and place one arm against my bottom lip in a seemingly absent minded gesture. He looks up and the look in his eyes is so heated, so dangerous and intense it makes me shiver. His eyes travel down my body, taking me in like a man starved.
    Abruptly he stands and takes a step forward leaning over me. I inch back so that I’m sitting on the desk. He places his hands on either side of my hips so that his face is just inches from mine. His blue eyes bare into me. I stretch my arms out behind me to support my weight. He leans in even closer until we are nose to nose. I can smell the rich masculine scent of him, taste his breath on my tongue. Electricity crackles between our close bodies. I can feel the heat from his chest, and god doesn't it make me want to rip open that shirt and explore that body.
    My senses are over