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rather recall giving you the same request last evening.” I say watching the green of her eyes burn bright as an emerald.
“Oh, I couldn’t do that here, Mr. Garai. It wouldn’t feel appropriate, sir.”
I smile. “As you wish, Adonia.” I fold my arms over the desk. “However, I would appreciate if you did call me Khai outside of the office, if you wouldn’t mind.”
Her eyes gro w wide then the excitement of my words flushes her cheeks. “I would like that, Mr. Garai.”
“I would as well, Adonia.” Just then a knock at the door pulls her eyes from mine and she stares at her feet dangling in front of my desk.
“Yes.” I snap .
The door opens and a short young girl stan ds in the doorway carrying notebooks and various supplies. “Excuse me sir, my name is Margaret and I am temping as your PA, Mr. Garai.”
“Very well, Margaret. I assume you can assimilate yourself into the position without anything from me?”
“Oh ye s, sir. I’ll just get started, call with anything you need, sir.” And she turns on her heel and pulls the door behind her.
I sigh . In her hast to break the sexual spell her brain was under she neglected to deliver the welcome packet and materials.
I press the intercom. “Margaret. I believe you have some paperwork I requested?”
“Oh my, yes Mr. Garai. I apologize, I’ll bring it right in.”
Seconds later she appears at my desk dropping the small mountain of paperwork.
Holy fuck.
This could take all damn day to complete. Perhaps I will assign this task to Greta.
I look up and ca tch the amused look on Adonia’s face. “Second guessing that thought of helping me wade through that, huh?” She asks giggling.
I c an’t help but laugh back. “Something like that.”
She smile s wide. “Really, Mr. Garai I can take this down stairs, you shouldn’t be wasting your time doing this type of work, sir.” She stands from her chair and reaches for the packets.
I rest my hand on her arm and feel a surge of something powerful shoot through my chest. In that contact I can see every thought, dream and memory she has ever had. But what makes me gasp are the memories buried deep beneath—ones that flash me in a much earlier time.
Picture after picture of me laughing and touc hing her. The look in my eyes is pure happiness. There are thousands sifting through my brain. She looks equally astonished but doesn’t move to break the contact. I can see that it is just as soothing for her as I.
I look into her emerald eyes. “I think perhaps that speaks for itself.” I say wrapping my hand around hers. “I’d prefer we did this paperwork someplace more private. There are many questions I have for you, Adonia. Would you come with me?” I suddenly feel anxious for the first time in my existence. I am giving her an opportunity to say no to me and if she does I know I will honor her wish but it will crush me.
There i s no hesitation in her thoughts or her reply, “Yes.” She whispers and I feel every tendon and muscle in my body coil then relax.
I smile genuinely happy for the first time in a long time and scoop the papers from the desk and reach for her hand. She folds her tiny palm into mine and the touch is exquisite. It calms every cell in my body.
“Have my calls forwarded to my home office, Margaret and clear my calen dar for the remainder of the day.” I call over my shoulder as we make our way to the elevator.
Adonia is smiling up at me with a look of fondness. “I guess I can call you, Khai now.” She whispers.
I surprise myself by laughing. “Yes, I’d much prefer it actually.”
Her hold tightens in my hand and I am conscious of the tension I keep in our grip. I could easily break every bone in her delicate hand and not realize it.
I pull out my phone and dial Peter.
“I’ll be returning home immediately.”
“Yes, sir.”
I slid e it back into my pocket and reach for her hand again. The feeling of that bond is already emblazoned in my mind and I
“Oh, I couldn’t do that here, Mr. Garai. It wouldn’t feel appropriate, sir.”
I smile. “As you wish, Adonia.” I fold my arms over the desk. “However, I would appreciate if you did call me Khai outside of the office, if you wouldn’t mind.”
Her eyes gro w wide then the excitement of my words flushes her cheeks. “I would like that, Mr. Garai.”
“I would as well, Adonia.” Just then a knock at the door pulls her eyes from mine and she stares at her feet dangling in front of my desk.
“Yes.” I snap .
The door opens and a short young girl stan ds in the doorway carrying notebooks and various supplies. “Excuse me sir, my name is Margaret and I am temping as your PA, Mr. Garai.”
“Very well, Margaret. I assume you can assimilate yourself into the position without anything from me?”
“Oh ye s, sir. I’ll just get started, call with anything you need, sir.” And she turns on her heel and pulls the door behind her.
I sigh . In her hast to break the sexual spell her brain was under she neglected to deliver the welcome packet and materials.
I press the intercom. “Margaret. I believe you have some paperwork I requested?”
“Oh my, yes Mr. Garai. I apologize, I’ll bring it right in.”
Seconds later she appears at my desk dropping the small mountain of paperwork.
Holy fuck.
This could take all damn day to complete. Perhaps I will assign this task to Greta.
I look up and ca tch the amused look on Adonia’s face. “Second guessing that thought of helping me wade through that, huh?” She asks giggling.
I c an’t help but laugh back. “Something like that.”
She smile s wide. “Really, Mr. Garai I can take this down stairs, you shouldn’t be wasting your time doing this type of work, sir.” She stands from her chair and reaches for the packets.
I rest my hand on her arm and feel a surge of something powerful shoot through my chest. In that contact I can see every thought, dream and memory she has ever had. But what makes me gasp are the memories buried deep beneath—ones that flash me in a much earlier time.
Picture after picture of me laughing and touc hing her. The look in my eyes is pure happiness. There are thousands sifting through my brain. She looks equally astonished but doesn’t move to break the contact. I can see that it is just as soothing for her as I.
I look into her emerald eyes. “I think perhaps that speaks for itself.” I say wrapping my hand around hers. “I’d prefer we did this paperwork someplace more private. There are many questions I have for you, Adonia. Would you come with me?” I suddenly feel anxious for the first time in my existence. I am giving her an opportunity to say no to me and if she does I know I will honor her wish but it will crush me.
There i s no hesitation in her thoughts or her reply, “Yes.” She whispers and I feel every tendon and muscle in my body coil then relax.
I smile genuinely happy for the first time in a long time and scoop the papers from the desk and reach for her hand. She folds her tiny palm into mine and the touch is exquisite. It calms every cell in my body.
“Have my calls forwarded to my home office, Margaret and clear my calen dar for the remainder of the day.” I call over my shoulder as we make our way to the elevator.
Adonia is smiling up at me with a look of fondness. “I guess I can call you, Khai now.” She whispers.
I surprise myself by laughing. “Yes, I’d much prefer it actually.”
Her hold tightens in my hand and I am conscious of the tension I keep in our grip. I could easily break every bone in her delicate hand and not realize it.
I pull out my phone and dial Peter.
“I’ll be returning home immediately.”
“Yes, sir.”
I slid e it back into my pocket and reach for her hand again. The feeling of that bond is already emblazoned in my mind and I
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