Never Got Over You -Whitney G. Page 0,40
today. “Sleeping with him is out of the question though. I would never.”
“I don’t see why not.” She smiled. “You already have...”
I STOOD AT THE FRONT of the boardroom at four o’clock, my body still buzzing from James’s kiss earlier. He was staring right at me from the center of the table, turning me on with ease, but I still had to use this next hour to tell his board the truth.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’ll make this analysis quick,” I said, dimming the lights. “I’ve passed out the preview shots of the commercials we’ll be shooting soon, and we now have a functioning department. However, after analyzing all of the issues that we may potentially face, I’ve decided there’s only one.”
I clicked the slide and James’s picture appeared in the screen with “Our CEO” in bright bold letters.
A few of the members gasped, but the room quickly became pin-drop silent.
“True leadership starts at the top,” I said. “And if we are being led by a CEO who doesn’t function as a team player, we can’t work toward the same vision.”
James glared at me, his lips slowly parting as he sat up in his seat.
“If I’m going to be asked to report to our CEO, I expect him to stop interrupting our department’s private meetings and I expect him to participate during mockup sessions like he’s a part of this billion-dollar business. Not just watching it from afar.” I clicked my slide again and my team brought in flights of coffee for each member.
Mr. Jewell picked up his water and chugged it. Carol started coughing.
“This is the main thing that needs to be addressed to strengthen our core marketing. I believe that working on that relationship will help everything else. Now, onto—”
“Miss Kennedy.” James held up his hand, silencing me with the stern sound of his voice. “Thank you for your presentation.”
“I’m not finished yet.”
“Yes, you are.” He clenched his jaw. “Take your team and get the hell out of my boardroom.”
I swallowed, and the lights in the room came on. I looked to Joseph and Carol, hoping they would intervene, but they only looked down.
“Now, Miss Kennedy,” he said, even harsher than the first time.
My team members rushed to the door and I closed my folder.
“I would start packing away your desk if I were you,” he said as I opened the door. The passion and lust in his eyes from earlier was long gone.
I slammed the door on my way out and rushed to my office. I tossed my folder into the trash and slumped in my chair. My phone buzzed in my pocket.
Joseph Jewell: Don’t worry...We’re not going to fire you...Next time, just give us a heads up if you plan on insulting him though.
I let out a breath and walked over to the windows. That was the last meeting I was heading. I didn’t care what I’d previously agreed to. I was sending Summer in my place from here on out.
As I was typing an email to her, a knock came to my door.
“Come back later, please!”
The door opened and James walked in, glaring at me.
“I could’ve sworn I said, ‘come back later.’ Now that I know it’s you, you can just send me an email and stay the hell away from me.”
He shut the door and clicked the lock. “I need to talk to you.”
“I don’t want to listen.”
“I need to talk to you,” he repeated, slowly stepping closer. “It’s important.”
“I doubt it.”
“I’m not going to repeat myself again.”
“Good. Close the door when you walk away.”
“You would be the person who knows how to do that to perfection, wouldn’t you?” he asked.
I didn’t get a chance to react.
His lips crashed against mine and my back hit the window. I wrapped my hands around his neck and slid my tongue against his—fighting for control, but he didn’t let me have it.
His eyes were locked on mine, and I had no desire to ever look away.
He slid his hand under my dress and between my thighs, groaning when he felt how wet I was.
He continued owning my mouth with his kiss, tearing away from it briefly to unbuckle his pants.
“Bend over your desk,” he commanded, and I immediately obliged. I needed him inside of me, however it came, and I wanted to finally kill the lusting tension between us.
My ass was up in the air, my face forward, and my faint reflection was in the glass.
James moved behind me, palming my ass with his hands.
I heard him unwrap