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conversation.”
Just then, Sarah Brose, a member of the canteen and cooking staff, walked in. Alex saw her look at Sage and her nostrils flared slightly as if she didn’t like something. He wondered what that was all about.
Sarah brushed past Sage, ignoring him, and walked over to Alex with a bright smile.
“Your coffee, just the way you like it. I asked the kitchen staff to make you one of those chicken sandwiches you like for lunch so it’ll be ready when you go down to the staff room.”
Alex was touched. For some reason Sarah had taken quite a shine to him, making sure Alex didn’t want for anything. In fact, it was getting a bit stifling but he didn’t want to offend the woman. Sarah was a stereotypical spinster of indeterminate age, but Alex guessed about sixty, with greying hair, granny glasses and a matronly figure, quite a large and powerfully built woman. The cast and crew seemed fairly scared of her.
Alex also had the strangest feeling that he had seen the woman before but he couldn’t think where that might have been. “Thanks, Sarah. That’s very sweet of you. You really don’t have to do this for me, you know.”
Sarah shook her head emphatically. “It’s the least I can do for you. Your books are a wonderful inspiration to me and you’re such a talented writer. You also need to keep your strength up to write that next novel you’re busy with.”
Sage so far had kept quiet. Alex presumed he was as much in awe of Sarah as the next man.
At the implication Alex was writing another book his ears pricked up. “You’re writing another book? I didn’t know that. What’s this one about then? Or is it a secret?”
Sarah scowled at him. “If he wanted anyone to know he’d tell them. Don’t be so bloody nosy. Alex, don’t forget your sandwich.” She turned and left.
Sage watched her go with an open mouth. “Jesus. Is it just me she doesn’t like or is she that way with everyone?”
Alex was nonplussed at her rude behaviour. “She’s a little bit overpowering, I confess. But her heart seems to be in the right place.”
“I’d say. I think it’s in bloody Hades with Satan.” Sage frowned, his eyes flashing dangerously.
Alex had just taken a sip of coffee and at Sage’s words he laughed and spluttered his coffee all over his chin and the keyboard in front of him.
Sage came over to him, chuckling at his predicament, taking his shirt out of his jeans and offering it to Alex as a cloth. “Sorry about that.”
Alex accepted the oddly intimate gesture and dabbed his mouth with Sage’s shirttail, glimpsing Sage’s naked torso as he wiped his mouth.
Alex definitely liked what he saw.
Taut stomach muscles and the indentation of Sage’s hip bones in their V shape as they disappeared into the waistband of his jeans, a line of hair down to his groin that looked very inviting for either his hand or mouth to trail down. The man had an amazingly sexy torso. Alex’s cock moved in his pants like a small animal trying to get out. He was glad he was sitting down, hidden from view.
Sage said teasingly, “I can take the shirt off if you like and you can wipe down the computer?”
God, had he seen him looking?
Alex found his voice. “Sage, I think that might be taking it too far, as much as I’d like that. I’ve got tissues somewhere in the drawer; I’ll use those.”
He scrabbled around in the desk drawer, becoming aware Sage had gone quiet. Alex looked at him and saw Sage regarding him with eyes that suddenly looked quite sultry.
“Really?” Sage’s voice was now an even more pronounced soft Irish lilt that turned Alex’s bones to jelly. “You’d like to see me with my shirt off? Is that an invitation?”
Alex swallowed, not sure what to say. This sudden openly uber-sexy and flirtatious Sage was someone he wasn’t sure about, although he was causing havoc with his nether regions.
Sage moved around to Alex’s side, taking the tissues from his clenched hand and slowly wiping
Just then, Sarah Brose, a member of the canteen and cooking staff, walked in. Alex saw her look at Sage and her nostrils flared slightly as if she didn’t like something. He wondered what that was all about.
Sarah brushed past Sage, ignoring him, and walked over to Alex with a bright smile.
“Your coffee, just the way you like it. I asked the kitchen staff to make you one of those chicken sandwiches you like for lunch so it’ll be ready when you go down to the staff room.”
Alex was touched. For some reason Sarah had taken quite a shine to him, making sure Alex didn’t want for anything. In fact, it was getting a bit stifling but he didn’t want to offend the woman. Sarah was a stereotypical spinster of indeterminate age, but Alex guessed about sixty, with greying hair, granny glasses and a matronly figure, quite a large and powerfully built woman. The cast and crew seemed fairly scared of her.
Alex also had the strangest feeling that he had seen the woman before but he couldn’t think where that might have been. “Thanks, Sarah. That’s very sweet of you. You really don’t have to do this for me, you know.”
Sarah shook her head emphatically. “It’s the least I can do for you. Your books are a wonderful inspiration to me and you’re such a talented writer. You also need to keep your strength up to write that next novel you’re busy with.”
Sage so far had kept quiet. Alex presumed he was as much in awe of Sarah as the next man.
At the implication Alex was writing another book his ears pricked up. “You’re writing another book? I didn’t know that. What’s this one about then? Or is it a secret?”
Sarah scowled at him. “If he wanted anyone to know he’d tell them. Don’t be so bloody nosy. Alex, don’t forget your sandwich.” She turned and left.
Sage watched her go with an open mouth. “Jesus. Is it just me she doesn’t like or is she that way with everyone?”
Alex was nonplussed at her rude behaviour. “She’s a little bit overpowering, I confess. But her heart seems to be in the right place.”
“I’d say. I think it’s in bloody Hades with Satan.” Sage frowned, his eyes flashing dangerously.
Alex had just taken a sip of coffee and at Sage’s words he laughed and spluttered his coffee all over his chin and the keyboard in front of him.
Sage came over to him, chuckling at his predicament, taking his shirt out of his jeans and offering it to Alex as a cloth. “Sorry about that.”
Alex accepted the oddly intimate gesture and dabbed his mouth with Sage’s shirttail, glimpsing Sage’s naked torso as he wiped his mouth.
Alex definitely liked what he saw.
Taut stomach muscles and the indentation of Sage’s hip bones in their V shape as they disappeared into the waistband of his jeans, a line of hair down to his groin that looked very inviting for either his hand or mouth to trail down. The man had an amazingly sexy torso. Alex’s cock moved in his pants like a small animal trying to get out. He was glad he was sitting down, hidden from view.
Sage said teasingly, “I can take the shirt off if you like and you can wipe down the computer?”
God, had he seen him looking?
Alex found his voice. “Sage, I think that might be taking it too far, as much as I’d like that. I’ve got tissues somewhere in the drawer; I’ll use those.”
He scrabbled around in the desk drawer, becoming aware Sage had gone quiet. Alex looked at him and saw Sage regarding him with eyes that suddenly looked quite sultry.
“Really?” Sage’s voice was now an even more pronounced soft Irish lilt that turned Alex’s bones to jelly. “You’d like to see me with my shirt off? Is that an invitation?”
Alex swallowed, not sure what to say. This sudden openly uber-sexy and flirtatious Sage was someone he wasn’t sure about, although he was causing havoc with his nether regions.
Sage moved around to Alex’s side, taking the tissues from his clenched hand and slowly wiping
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