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Authors: Elizabeth Lennox
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nice things you need to do for the woman. You can text me when you have accomplished each one.”
Marcus was not going to enjoy this. “You’re an evil woman.”
Her happy laughter was swift. “I know. Mitch says the same thing often.” Marcus heard her husband’s deep voice in the background and knew that the call was going to end quickly.
“Yeah, think about Ella and Zane. You owe me.”
“Uh huh. Bye baby bro!”
Marcus hung up the phone and laughed, shaking his head.
Chapter 5
Juliette sighed as she spread out her work on the kitchen table. She had to focus more on writing this thing or she’d never get finished. She was determined to organize her work and her thoughts more carefully, and discover the areas where her argument was weak.
She had no idea how Marcus could work in that office with all of those papers spread out everywhere. It would drive her crazy!
She gritted her teeth as she realized once again that her mind refused to focus on the task at hand. Why couldn’t she just leave that man out of her daily thoughts? Why did he have to slip into every mental conversation she had with herself? And why was she still doing it?
“What are you working on anyway?” Marcus asked, leaning over her shoulder, peering at her notes.
Juliette froze as she felt the heat of his body so close to hers. Would that sensation ever go away? “Nothing you’d be interested in,” she told him, forcing her concentration to stay on her outline and not on the man who was…well, she wasn’t sure what he was doing because she was afraid to look at him. “Do you mind?” she snapped.
“Very much so,” he said softly near her ear.
She sighed and pushed her chair back. It was only his quick reflexes that kept his toes from getting mashed. “I can’t concentrate on this when you’re reading over my shoulder like that. So go find something to do. Don’t you have corporations to terrorize or minions to fire?”
He chuckled and leaned back against the table. “Nope. I have all the time in the world for you to explain what you’re working on. It’s only fair, right? You’re here taking over my vacation time, so why not just tell me what’s going on and I’ll leave you alone?”
She stared at him for a long moment. “You’re on vacation?”
He shrugged slightly. “Yes, in a sense.”
Rolling her eyes, she grabbed a banana off of the counter and peeled it. “You have a really bad idea of what a vacation is supposed to be like. Most people relax on vacation. You seem to be working like a demon. In fact, I know that there have been nights you haven’t slept at all.”
His eye lids lowered as he watched her eat the banana, his mind moving to other, similar, things she could be doing with those full, pink lips. “What would you suggest I do with my vacation time?” he asked, watching, his body hardening as she wrapped her lips around the banana.
“Go to the Caribbean! Go to Europe! Do what normal people do and just read a book on the sand somewhere and eat stupid amounts of food.”
His eyes watched as she again dipped her head to the symbolic fruit. “Are you doing that on purpose? Just to torment me?” he asked, his eyes following her movements and almost groaning with the suggestive action.
Juliette looked at her banana. “Doing what?” she asked. “I’m eating fruit. It’s healthy.”
Again she took a bit but this time, she froze. With her lips still wrapped around the banana, she looked up at him, her brown eyes narrowing slightly and then she reared back. “You’re horrible!” she gasped as she realized what he was thinking about. Instead of taking a bit from the whole banana, she tore off a piece and ate it separately but the look in his eyes wouldn’t go away.
“You’re a horrible, irritating and obnoxious man,” she grumbled and pretended like her body wasn’t humming right along with his heated look.
“Hey,” he chuckled, still turned on because she looked so cute when
Marcus was not going to enjoy this. “You’re an evil woman.”
Her happy laughter was swift. “I know. Mitch says the same thing often.” Marcus heard her husband’s deep voice in the background and knew that the call was going to end quickly.
“Yeah, think about Ella and Zane. You owe me.”
“Uh huh. Bye baby bro!”
Marcus hung up the phone and laughed, shaking his head.
Chapter 5
Juliette sighed as she spread out her work on the kitchen table. She had to focus more on writing this thing or she’d never get finished. She was determined to organize her work and her thoughts more carefully, and discover the areas where her argument was weak.
She had no idea how Marcus could work in that office with all of those papers spread out everywhere. It would drive her crazy!
She gritted her teeth as she realized once again that her mind refused to focus on the task at hand. Why couldn’t she just leave that man out of her daily thoughts? Why did he have to slip into every mental conversation she had with herself? And why was she still doing it?
“What are you working on anyway?” Marcus asked, leaning over her shoulder, peering at her notes.
Juliette froze as she felt the heat of his body so close to hers. Would that sensation ever go away? “Nothing you’d be interested in,” she told him, forcing her concentration to stay on her outline and not on the man who was…well, she wasn’t sure what he was doing because she was afraid to look at him. “Do you mind?” she snapped.
“Very much so,” he said softly near her ear.
She sighed and pushed her chair back. It was only his quick reflexes that kept his toes from getting mashed. “I can’t concentrate on this when you’re reading over my shoulder like that. So go find something to do. Don’t you have corporations to terrorize or minions to fire?”
He chuckled and leaned back against the table. “Nope. I have all the time in the world for you to explain what you’re working on. It’s only fair, right? You’re here taking over my vacation time, so why not just tell me what’s going on and I’ll leave you alone?”
She stared at him for a long moment. “You’re on vacation?”
He shrugged slightly. “Yes, in a sense.”
Rolling her eyes, she grabbed a banana off of the counter and peeled it. “You have a really bad idea of what a vacation is supposed to be like. Most people relax on vacation. You seem to be working like a demon. In fact, I know that there have been nights you haven’t slept at all.”
His eye lids lowered as he watched her eat the banana, his mind moving to other, similar, things she could be doing with those full, pink lips. “What would you suggest I do with my vacation time?” he asked, watching, his body hardening as she wrapped her lips around the banana.
“Go to the Caribbean! Go to Europe! Do what normal people do and just read a book on the sand somewhere and eat stupid amounts of food.”
His eyes watched as she again dipped her head to the symbolic fruit. “Are you doing that on purpose? Just to torment me?” he asked, his eyes following her movements and almost groaning with the suggestive action.
Juliette looked at her banana. “Doing what?” she asked. “I’m eating fruit. It’s healthy.”
Again she took a bit but this time, she froze. With her lips still wrapped around the banana, she looked up at him, her brown eyes narrowing slightly and then she reared back. “You’re horrible!” she gasped as she realized what he was thinking about. Instead of taking a bit from the whole banana, she tore off a piece and ate it separately but the look in his eyes wouldn’t go away.
“You’re a horrible, irritating and obnoxious man,” she grumbled and pretended like her body wasn’t humming right along with his heated look.
“Hey,” he chuckled, still turned on because she looked so cute when
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