My (Mostly) Secret Baby - Penelope Bloom Page 0,76

Daria stuck her head in, gave me a look like she knew whatever I was thinking was dumb, and cleared her throat. “Wow,” she said dryly. “Look at you riding that dick all the way to the top.”

If I hadn’t gotten to know Daria by now, I might’ve hurled something at her head for that. Instead, I was smiling. “And what a ride it was.”

That earned me a faint smile from Daria. “Your little friend is here. Pathetic, by the way. You made her come just to show off your new office, didn’t you?”

“No comment. Send her in, please.”

Daria rolled her eyes, then closed my door.

A few moments later, Milly walked into my office. She wasn’t wearing athletic gear for a change, which either meant her training session today was much later at night or she’d done it super early this morning. She quickly pulled her hair up in a ponytail and sat down across from my desk, taking in the space. “Very fancy.”

“I know. Watch this.” I pulled a latch on the front of my desk and stood, lifting the top of my desk up to standing height. It clicked firmly into place. I leaned my elbows on it, smiled, then crashed down when the latch gave out under my weight.

Milly laughed at me. “Wow, Really cool. If you’re ever choking in here alone, I’m sure you could use that to propel a hotdog out of your throat.”

“Ass,” I said, rubbing my chin.

“Then again, you’re more of a hotdog in the throat kind of girl, aren’t you?”

I balled up a paper from my notepad and tossed it at her. “Is everyone trying to call me some kind of hoe this morning? Did I miss a memo?”

“Sorry, you just make it too fun to tease. But I am proud of you. Seriously, girl. Look at where you are and think about where you came from. You kicked ass. And you deserve it.”

“Thank you. And for the record, I am a hotdog in the mouth kind of girl.”

We both laughed, then Chris stuck his head in my office. “Hey,” he said. “Is Damon around?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Shit,” Chris said. He pulled his head out of any door and ran toward the elevators.

Milly tilted her head at me. “What was that about?”

“With Chris, your guess is as good as mine. He’s probably in some fresh trouble.”

Before I packed up my things to leave the office, Damon slipped in through my door. He planted his hands on my desk and glared down at me. I made the mistake of telling him a few weeks ago that I’d gotten wet from the sight of that glare alone more than a few times, and now he had weaponized it.

I felt the familiar swirl of heat in my stomach. “Stop that, unless you plan to finish what you’re starting.”

“I always finish.”

I grinned. “Yeah. On my face. On my chest. On my ass.”

“Inside you,” he added.

I swallowed. I wasn’t sure if I was reading too much into it, but I almost wondered if that was some kind of hint. Was he asking if I wanted to try for another baby? No. Because that would be insane so soon. Still, the idea of feeling him have his release deep inside me made me want to jump his bones right then and there.

“Is there a reason you’re harassing me, Mr. Rose?”

“A few.”

“Care to enlighten me?”

He walked around to the back of my chair and put his hands on my shoulders. “This hairstyle isn’t appropriate, for starters.” Damon fisted my hair and pulled my head back a little roughly so I was looking up at him. He bent low like he was going to kiss me, then moved his lips to my ear. “And your dress is wildly provocative. You’re going to distract my staff. You’ll have them thinking about tearing off your blouse and sucking your nipples. Of dipping their fingers in you to the knuckles… And I don’t permit teasing at Rose Athletic.”

“Maybe your employees shouldn’t have such dirty minds, Mr. Rose.”

He slid a hand down my blouse, even though the blinds on my office windows were open. Thankfully, the few employees who still hadn’t left were sitting with the backs to us. “You drive me fucking wild, Chelsea.”

I kissed his forearm, grinning to myself. “Good. I like it that way.”

“When can I have you to myself?”

“That depends. How long will it take you to close those blinds?”

Among his many talents, Damon Rose was also extremely quick on his feet