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The Wall Street Journal . LennoxCo had a complimentary subscription for all employees, and I often encouraged the people working under me to read it. Of course, right now the only person I wanted working under me was Audrey. And I didn’t exactly want her reading the goddamned paper.
     
    “Audrey,” I called. Damn! Even my voice sounds weird! “Can you come in here?”
     
    Audrey got up from her desk and ran breathlessly into my room. As always, she looked like she’d just come from some kind of bag lady marathon, clad in horrific clothing and sweating, with her cheeks pink and the tip of her tongue sticking out. Remembering our kiss made me growl with lust. The way that Audrey had melted in my arms had been incredible, and now I was dying to make her melt once again.
     
    “Yes?” Audrey’s voice was meek. “What is it, Damien?”
     
    “I want coffee,” I said shortly as I shoved a mug across my desk at Audrey. It was still full and lukewarm coffee splashed over the sides.
     
    Audrey stared. “Should I reheat this, or do you need it fresh?”
     
    I stared right back. Her blue eyes were wide open and I could tell her gaze was fixed on my face, just as mine was on hers. Damnit, grow a pair and just fuck her already!
     
    “Of course I need it fresh,” I snapped. “Go. Now!”
     
    Audrey grabbed the mug and skittered out of the room before I could stop her.
     
    With a heavy sigh, I picked up the landline and called Sebastian. Sebastian Roberts, or Seb, had been one of my best friends since college. When I went off to found LennoxCo, he went to work for his father’s hedge fund. I’d always envied Seb—his mind was even sharper than mine, and he somehow managed to get everything done perfectly despite a ton of drinking and sleeping around. After his father’s fund went down, he came to work for me. Before Audrey, he’d come around to my desk all the time and flirt with my secretary. It was like he knew that it got under my skin, which made him all the more determined to do it. Now, I wondered if he’d try the same tricks with her.
     
    “What is it?” Seb’s voice was low and humorous. “It’s barely ten in the morning, asshole, why the hell are you calling me?”
     
    I chuckled. “I need your…I need your help with something,” I said. “Can you come over here?”
     
    “Lennox you are killing me!” Seb groaned, but I could tell he didn’t actually mind. “I’ll be right over.”
     
    I leaned back in my desk chair, grinning wickedly. I hoped Seb would arrive right before Audrey. I really wanted to see how he’d react to this little brunette who had me in such a bind.
     
    “Here you are, Damien,” Audrey chirped. She’d washed the mug and had it refilled with fresh coffee. “I made sure that it was hot.”
     
    “Thanks,” I said dismissively. I stared at her. Her outfit was as bad as it ever had been: a knitted bright orange sweater over a lumpy pair of slacks and her beige orthopedic shoes. She was wearing those little stockings that end above the ankle, and they were sagging around her tight skin. She could have been auditioning for the part of a homeless person on Broadway. I chucked under my breath.
     
    “What is it?” Audrey swallowed. She pressed her hands against her pants. “Is something wrong?”
     
    Right at that moment, Seb bounded into my office. He was my foil, my opposite. He had blond hair and green eyes and tan skin. Like me, he was obsessed with working out—we always teased each other at who was better at squash—and obsessed with clothing.
     
    I got up and we did our fraternity handshake. Seb didn’t even look at Audrey; it was like she wasn’t even in the room.
     
    “Man,” Seb said. He stepped back and looked me up and down. “You don’t look so good.” He glanced around. “New girl got you down?”
     
    “She’s behind you,” I said with a smirk. Seb looked surprised and Audrey’s cheeks flushed. “Audrey, this is Sebastian Roberts.