you’re
loaded – even better!” she exclaimed. She was standing now, walking
around the office.
“You’re attracted to me for other reasons?”
He smiled deviously, trying to trap her.
She just glared at him, not
taking the bait. “ If , I was attracted to anyone, it wouldn’t be for money. Good
looks, maybe.” ‘ Asshole, never,’ she thought. “There’s more to a person than just
their body or their bank account.”
“You’re right, there is.”
“If you know that, then why do you insist
upon treating women the way that you do?” She stood with her arms
crossed and her eyebrows raised, waiting for an explanation.
“There’s always more to a story than what you
can visibly see.” He stood to face her.
“Humor me.”
He avoided the subject. “Do you want to go
out with Carter?”
She threw her hands up in the air, pushing
past him. Now disgusted, she said, “Gavin, I just want to work. I’m
not here to sleep with anyone. I’m just here to work.” She plopped
down on her couch, covering her face with her hands in
frustration.
Gavin smiled, quite satisfied. He just needed
to know she didn’t want Carter to pursue her. He also wanted to see
how she reacted to his poking and prodding in her business. She
still got quite worked up when he talked about his desires for her,
and she was greatly concerned about his behavior. He was curious as
to why.
“Why do you care so much what I do? Why does
it bother you so much?”
“I care about the reputation of this
company.” She was still sitting on the couch.
“My actions are not public knowledge. I don’t
sleep with every woman that moves, as you’ve so incorrectly
assumed. I’m pretty particular about who I like, and trust me,
that’s not every woman in this office. There are a very select
few.” He waited for a response. She just huffed and sat backward on
the couch, resting her head on her hand and looking off to the
side.
“Why does what I do bother you so much? Did
it ever occur to you that lately I would not be doing what I’m
doing if it wasn’t for you?
“Excuse me?” she looked at him, not liking
where this was headed.
“I would stop what I’m doing if you would
just give me what I want. Until then, it’s going to get worse
before it gets better.”
“So, I could be like your head bitch or
something?” she asked, appalled.
He looked down, shaking his head. “That’s not
what I’m implying.”
“You know Gavin, I’m growing weary of this
conversation. I think we should both probably get back to work.”
She got up from her couch and walked over to her desk to sit
down.
He didn’t back down. “I’m not going to stop
just because you might be a little perturbed. You misunderstand my
point. I’ll leave you for now. Have a good afternoon,” he said,
grinning as he turned to go to his office.
“ Batard incorrigible,” she
sighed. (Incorrigible bastard.)
He stopped. “Cussing me out in French only
turns me on.” He continued toward his office.
Faith laid her forehead on her desk, shaking
it from side to side, whimpering from exhaustion.
CHAPTER FIVE
The following morning, Faith came in early to
review her notes for the meeting about Denver. She had stopped to
get coffee, so she would be alert since she hadn’t been sleeping
well. She put her coffee on her desk, sat down, and read over her
outline. She double-checked the contact names and phone numbers,
verifying that they were current. Once satisfied, she began to work
on next week’s cities. Had Gavin left her alone yesterday, she
would have completed two more outlines.
She couldn’t drink her
coffee on an empty stomach, so before she took in too much, she
decided to have a cup of yogurt and some fruit. After she ate and
had gotten a little more work done, she decided to relax on the
couch for a little while before others began to arrive. She wanted
to clear her mind, and escape to a place far away. Her sabbatical
was disturbed by a
loaded – even better!” she exclaimed. She was standing now, walking
around the office.
“You’re attracted to me for other reasons?”
He smiled deviously, trying to trap her.
She just glared at him, not
taking the bait. “ If , I was attracted to anyone, it wouldn’t be for money. Good
looks, maybe.” ‘ Asshole, never,’ she thought. “There’s more to a person than just
their body or their bank account.”
“You’re right, there is.”
“If you know that, then why do you insist
upon treating women the way that you do?” She stood with her arms
crossed and her eyebrows raised, waiting for an explanation.
“There’s always more to a story than what you
can visibly see.” He stood to face her.
“Humor me.”
He avoided the subject. “Do you want to go
out with Carter?”
She threw her hands up in the air, pushing
past him. Now disgusted, she said, “Gavin, I just want to work. I’m
not here to sleep with anyone. I’m just here to work.” She plopped
down on her couch, covering her face with her hands in
frustration.
Gavin smiled, quite satisfied. He just needed
to know she didn’t want Carter to pursue her. He also wanted to see
how she reacted to his poking and prodding in her business. She
still got quite worked up when he talked about his desires for her,
and she was greatly concerned about his behavior. He was curious as
to why.
“Why do you care so much what I do? Why does
it bother you so much?”
“I care about the reputation of this
company.” She was still sitting on the couch.
“My actions are not public knowledge. I don’t
sleep with every woman that moves, as you’ve so incorrectly
assumed. I’m pretty particular about who I like, and trust me,
that’s not every woman in this office. There are a very select
few.” He waited for a response. She just huffed and sat backward on
the couch, resting her head on her hand and looking off to the
side.
“Why does what I do bother you so much? Did
it ever occur to you that lately I would not be doing what I’m
doing if it wasn’t for you?
“Excuse me?” she looked at him, not liking
where this was headed.
“I would stop what I’m doing if you would
just give me what I want. Until then, it’s going to get worse
before it gets better.”
“So, I could be like your head bitch or
something?” she asked, appalled.
He looked down, shaking his head. “That’s not
what I’m implying.”
“You know Gavin, I’m growing weary of this
conversation. I think we should both probably get back to work.”
She got up from her couch and walked over to her desk to sit
down.
He didn’t back down. “I’m not going to stop
just because you might be a little perturbed. You misunderstand my
point. I’ll leave you for now. Have a good afternoon,” he said,
grinning as he turned to go to his office.
“ Batard incorrigible,” she
sighed. (Incorrigible bastard.)
He stopped. “Cussing me out in French only
turns me on.” He continued toward his office.
Faith laid her forehead on her desk, shaking
it from side to side, whimpering from exhaustion.
CHAPTER FIVE
The following morning, Faith came in early to
review her notes for the meeting about Denver. She had stopped to
get coffee, so she would be alert since she hadn’t been sleeping
well. She put her coffee on her desk, sat down, and read over her
outline. She double-checked the contact names and phone numbers,
verifying that they were current. Once satisfied, she began to work
on next week’s cities. Had Gavin left her alone yesterday, she
would have completed two more outlines.
She couldn’t drink her
coffee on an empty stomach, so before she took in too much, she
decided to have a cup of yogurt and some fruit. After she ate and
had gotten a little more work done, she decided to relax on the
couch for a little while before others began to arrive. She wanted
to clear her mind, and escape to a place far away. Her sabbatical
was disturbed by a
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