To My Arrogant Boss (The Inappropriate Bachelors #2) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,10
give my virginity to. But I was now dying to get laid. I figured that was why I’d had that lapse of judgment on my first day. I could feel my face growing red as I thought back to that day. I was such an idiot.
My phone beeped loudly, interrupting my thoughts. I picked it up and grinned as I read Magnolia’s message.
Magnolia: WHAT THE WHAT IS THIS?
Jane: Crazy, right?
Magnolia: Have you ever had anal while a guy eats you out? Who asks that?
Jane: Tate, obviously.
Magnolia: I will never be able to look him in the face again …
Jane: I’m going to ask if he’s ever had anal while a girl blows him. :P
Magnolia: HAHA, I love it. Who knew he was so kinky? I thought he was just an asshole with a stick up his butt.
Jane: So you do think he’s had anal, then?
Magnolia: Haha. He’s definitely pounded someone’s ass. Do I think he’s had his ass pounded? Nah.
Jane: Yeah, I’d be surprised as well. He seems all talk.
Magnolia: You really got him riled up.
Jane: He’s so full of himself.
Magnolia: I thought Jagger’s notes were over the top, but Tate definitely takes the cake.
Jane: He thinks he’s some sort of king. Reality check, Tate, there is no monarchy in the States.
Magnolia: Yeah, he can take his blue-blooded self back to the South.
Jane: I bet his ancestors were plantation owners.
Magnolia: Hmm?
Jane: He grew up in South Carolina, right?
Magnolia: Oh, I had no idea. You sure know a lot about him …
Jane: Google.
Magnolia: Ohh, okay.
Jane: Yeah, I did a lot of Googling.
Magnolia: Just because?
Jane: Well …
Magnolia: Well??
Jane: I wanted to know more about him, and he’s hot and well …
Magnolia: Are you going to tell me what happened on the first day?
Jane: How do you know something happened?
Magnolia: Because when I started the next day you could cut the tension with a knife … sexual tension.
Jane: No way!
Magnolia: Way.
Jane: He thought I was a stripper.
Magnolia: HE WHAT?
Jane: Yes!
Magnolia: OMG! I need the details.
Jane: Girl, was that you squealing at your desk just now?
Magnolia: Maybe.
Jane: Shh! I do not want Tate to come out.
Magnolia: Sorry. Man, I can’t believe we wasted our kitchen break on a granola bar.
Jane: Why?
Magnolia: Because I wanna hear how y’all got down and dirty.
Jane: We didn’t get down and dirty.
Magnolia: I’m taking it that there’s more to the story than you arrived, he thought you were a stripper, you said no, and he apologized, though, right?
Jane: Let’s just say that Tate Howard was very happy to see me. Like harder than a piece of concrete excited.
Magnolia: OMG!
Jane: You need to be quiet. You sounded like a hyena just now.
Magnolia: Meet me in the restrooms in ten minutes.
Jane: That sounds like something you should be saying to Jagger.
Magnolia: Very funny. I need full details. And now.
Jane: Fine. Ten minutes. And no screaming the walls down.
Magnolia: Promise.
Jane: You better.
Chapter 3
Tate
I watched Magnolia slip out of the office and then one minute later Jane got up and followed her. Obviously, these two ladies had something to say that they didn’t want anyone hearing. My curiosity got the better of me.
“Jane!” I called out as she made her way to the main door. “Can you come to the office for a second, please?”
“Yes, sir,” she said in her sweet voice as she popped her head into my office. “Is there anything I can do for you?” Her brown eyes looked innocently into mine
How wide would they go if I said, “Yes, come over here, drop to your knees, and unzip me”? I stifled a smile at the thought. I would bet a million dollars that not only would she not drop to her knees, but she’d most probably slap me as well. She had a fiery temper, and I wasn’t sure if it was because she was Latina or because I just rubbed her the wrong way. I didn’t really care why; I thought it was sexy as hell and often said things to her just to get a reaction.
“Jane, do you have the presentation ready for me and Jagger for tomorrow?” I asked her, keeping my voice serious. “We’re putting a lot of money into this marketing campaign. I see you’ve got us down for a TV ad, a national radio ad, newspaper ads, and postcard flyers.” I looked down at the report she’d handed me yesterday. “A million dollars in ad spend is a lot of money. I really want to see the graphics you’ve come up with.”