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“I’m assuming this one’s for you.”
    Theo shifts his gaze to me. “Quinn, I guess you’ve had the pleasure of meeting the infamous Cash Brooks this morning.”
    I nod, feeling extremely uncomfortable. The tension between Cash and Theo is palpable.
    “Not only is Quinn Hilton Ashby’s daughter, she is also the new marketing coordinator for the team,” Theo says, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
    Cash straightens up. “Yeah, and I want her managing all my shit from now on. Not you.”
    “You know I can’t do that,” Theo says.
    “Don’t worry, Theo. I’ve babysat worse,” I pipe up. Theo chuckles, but there’s nothing but silence from Cash. I don’t dare make eye contact with him. I can feel his gaze burning into me.
    “Listen, Cash,” Theo says. “I’m not promising anything right now, but we can continue this discussion during our scheduled meeting at eleven.”
    “I have shit to do today, Theo, so you’ll have to meet with me now.” Cash crosses his toned forearms. “What’s our meeting about anyway? The Charity Skate?”
    “That’s right.” Theo responds.
    “Great. Then let’s get started.” Cash collapses onto the sofa in the corner of my office.
    Theo’s mouth thins. “I’ll grab my files.”
    When Theo turns away, Cash’s sexy blue eyes find mine. My breathing quickens when he leans back on the sofa, spreading his thick strong legs, almost daring me to follow and straddle my own legs around his waist. For a split second I actually consider climbing over his lean athletic build to bury myself against his rock hard chest and inhale his delicious scent forever.
    “Have you thought about it?” he asks, snapping me out of my fantasy.
    “About what?” I reply as coolly as possible, searching through the drawer on my desk for a pen and pad of paper.
    Theo reappears into my office, iPad in hand, frowning. “Alright, let’s start.”
    I straighten up, retorting into professional mode, walking past Cash and into the vacant chair beside him. Crossing my legs, I feel Cash’s eyes sliding down my long lean legs. I shift slightly turning my back to him, watching Theo loosen his tie, before sliding onto the sofa next to Cash.
    “Alright, first things first,” Theo says, all business-like. “The Charity Skate is in a few months from now.”
    My pen is scribbling away, trying to jot down every single word coming out of Theo’s mouth. I can’t help myself from being so efficient. It is my type-A personality mixed with my fear of failure. I can’t stand the thought of making mistakes or losing control.
    “Uh oh, looks like you missed a word,” Cash whispers, leaning over the sofa.
    I drop my pen, giving him a look of disgust. “Mind your own business and start listening.”
    “That’s what you’re for.” He grins.
    Rolling my eyes, I watch Cash relax into the sofa. Over the next thirty minutes, he yawns and sips on his coffee while Theo reviews every minute detail of what he wants Cash to do to help promote the event. I try my best to ignore him, but his stare coupled with the muscles bulging on his forearms makes it really difficult to concentrate, especially since a smile tugs at the corners of his lips every time he glances at me.
    “You better be on your best behavior,” Theo warns Cash, shutting off his iPad.
    “Aren’t I always?” he replies with a cocky grin.
    Theo leans back. “Listen, Brooks, I don’t want any shit. A lot is riding on this event. There will be a huge media presence and everyone, including the league, is expecting to see the new and improved Cash Brooks.”
    “As long as you promise Quinn will be there.”
    “Quinn isn’t your employee. She’s mine. I decide if she needs to be at an event.”
    Cash’s nostrils flare. “Is that so? Because I’m pretty sure that without me on this team, your goddamn events wouldn’t exist.”
    The two of them glare at each other. Cash looks like he is ready to punch my boss in the face, while Theo