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remotely interested in
right now is the one frowning at me.
I ignore it, and take a bite of my sandwich. Cassey’s eyes dart to my mouth,
watching the way it wraps around my food. She shifts, squirming in her seat.
If I didn’t have food in my mouth right now I would smirk, knowing that she’s
turned on. I wonder if her nipples are hard too? Because fuck, that would turn
me on.
“What makes you think I need your help?”
Now it’s my turn to look a little surprised. Cassey clearly has no problem
speaking her mind, and I like it. A lot.
“Forgive me,” she says quickly, realizing her mistake. “That was rude of me, Mr
Knight. What I meant was I don’t need your help, but thank you for offering.”
Well I’ll be damned. It’s the first time a woman has ever been so straight forward with me. If I wasn’t turned on by the way she’s trying not to undress me
with her bedroom eyes, I sure as hell am after she practically told me off.
“I wasn’t offering. I’m helping you.”
“And I don’t need it,” Cassey replies. “I’m doing just fine on my own.”
I smirk, knowing I’m going to win this round because she just doesn’t have a
choice. I finish off my sandwich and throw the wrapper away. When I look at
Cassey, her eyes are hard, and determined. She hasn’t touched her food.
“It’s going to happen, Cassey, so why not save yourself the trouble and tell me,
your office or mine.”
Her cheeks flush and I’m positive she’s thinking the same thing I am. Even so,
I have an argument to win, and I’m willing to bet that she’s going to put up a
fight. In fact, I want her to put up a fight. It excites me, and it also unnerves
me.
I’ve never chased a woman before, they’ve always sought me out first. But
Cassey Emerson can’t seem to stomach the sight of me, and yet, her body says
otherwise.
    She rises from the chair, and smoothes her skirt. “As I said, Mr. Knight, I
won’t need your help. I hope I didn’t waste too much of your time.”
She turns and walks straight out of my office without a backwards glance,
leaving me a little more than stunned.
Did that really just happen?
Yes. Yes it did. And hell if it didn’t turn me the fuck on.

Chapter 3
~ Cassey ~
    I slip my stiletto heels off, reveling in the relief the soft carpeting in my office
provides the balls of my feet. It’s been another long day in the office, but my
work day isn’t quite over yet. The majority of my co-workers went home an
hour ago, and in their absence the space surrounding my office is quiet, and
lacks the usual buzz of activity. But I don’t mind the quiet. In fact, it’s when I’m
afforded to chance to wind down, and be alone with my thoughts. Unfortunately, it’s my impending work that will need to distract me from my thoughts.
My incessant thoughts about Kyler, to be more specific.
My ‘meeting’ with him yesterday, if I can even call it that, could’ve gone better, and I could’ve handled myself better too, but something about the way he
spoke to me, like I’m a subordinate - which technically I am - made my blood
boil. So much so that I denied his request to help me with my presentation
when I had no right to do so.
Before Kyler arrived, it was his father, Robert, who took me under his wing,
and now it seems Kyler would be taking his place. I don’t want Kyler to take
me under his anything. Liar.
Ever since I had that dream, I’ve been thinking about him in ways I shouldn’t
be, and the combination of seeing him yesterday and being so angry with him
only fueled my lust-filled thoughts. Today was challenging enough without
the visuals of being bent over his desk, or mine, swirling around in my head.
Not to mention that it has me more sexually frustrated than I was before that
stupid dream. Even after taking ‘care of it myself ’, the constant throb between
my legs still comes to life every time I think about him. I barely know the
man, and yet I’ve envisioned being fucked