The Billionaire's Seduction (The Billionaire's Temptation #1) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,17
I stood there frozen.
“Sarah?”
“Yes?” I squeaked out in my regular voice forgetting that I was meant to be Madame Bon Pain.
“What the fuck are you doing?” He looked up at me and started laughing.
“Nothing.” I pouted. “I was possessed.”
“Possessed?” He raised an eyebrow at me again.
“Yeah, you know. Someone took over my body like in Ghost.”
“Ghost?”
“You know! The movie with Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze and Whoopi Goldberg.”
“Okay.” He frowned at me. “So you’re an executive here?”
I felt the panic rise up in me and I knew he was going to fire me. “You lied to me, Bradley!” I pointed a finger at him. “You didn’t tell me you were the CEO.”
“I didn’t want you to report me to Ben or should I say Harry.” He grinned.
“You are Harry,” I shouted.
“I know. It’s hilarious, isn’t it?” He couldn’t stop laughing. “Thanks for that. I haven’t had such a good laugh in a long time.”
“It’s not funny.” I am mortified at the lies that came out of my mouth the day before.
“Yes. It is.” He stood up and walked toward me and then bent down and kissed me.
“What, what are you doing?”
“I’m kissing you.”
“But you’re my boss.” I pulled away from him reluctantly. Though I was starting to feel hopeful. Maybe he wouldn’t fire me?
“I don’t think we have to worry about that for long.” He walked to the door and locked it and walked back to me. “You just left me this morning. No goodbye, no nothing.”
“I thought that’s how these things go?” I bit my lip worried. Don’t tell me he was going to fire me for not saying goodbye.
“What things?”
“One-night stands.”
“Is that what we had?”
“Yes.” I tried to ignore the feelings of desire building up in me. “I have to go and work now.”
He walked over to me and pulled me against to him, pushing his lips down on mine. I melted into him and reached my arms around his neck. He moaned as I kissed him back passionately and I felt him pulling my skirt up and squeezing my ass.
I pulled away from him and frowned. “Sorry, no more sex.”
“What?” His voice sounded surprised.
“I told you. What we had was a one-night stand. No more sex.”
“Are you playing some sort of game with me, Sarah?”
I frowned at him. “No. No. Of course not.”
He studied my face and sighed. “You’re an enigma, Sarah.”
“You could say that.”
“We need to talk.” He walked back to his chair and sat down. He looked at me pointedly as I stood there in front of him. “You can sit.”
I hesitated before walking to the chair. “I feel a spirit coming…” I started and he rolled his eyes.
“Sarah, please just sit down. Tell Madame Bon Bon that she can go home.”
“Madame Bon Pain.”
“What?” He sighed.
“Nothing.” I hurried to the chair. I didn’t think I should push my luck with my craziness.
“Sarah. I’m going to ask you a series of questions.”
“Okay.”
“Don’t lie.” He looked at me seriously. “If you know how to tell the truth, that is.”
“I don’t lie.” I protested half-heartedly. Even I knew that I was a huge liar.
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.” He paused. “How old are you?”
“What?” I made a face at him, but he remained stoic. “Twenty-two.”
“I see.” He paused. “Have you graduated from college?”
“Yes.” I was annoyed.
“With an MBA from Harvard?” There went his eyebrows again.
“Um.” I bit my lip and looked down. “No.”
“What’s your degree in?”
“Drama.” I looked up and saw his lips twitching. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing’s funny here, Sarah.” His tone was serious. “I should fire you right now.”
“Well, aren’t you going to?” I sighed and played with my hair.
“No.” He leaned forward. “I want you to be my secretary.”
“What?” I frowned at him. “I don’t want to be a secretary.”
“I want you to be my secretary that I fuck.” He grinned at me and I could feel my heart racing again. As I stared at his handsome face, I thought about his tongue inside of me the night before. What would it be like to come to work and sit on his face every day? I blushed at the thought. I never knew I could have such dirty thoughts before.
“I thought you didn’t fuck.” My voice rose. “I thought you made love.”
He laughed at me then. “Well, I’m pretty sure that I fucked you all of last night.” He winked at me. “And it seemed like you liked it.”
“That was last night and you weren’t my boss,” I retorted.