The Hot New Boss - Duet - Part One
This guy was nothing like his picture. I blushed from head to foot and he hadn’t even reached my desk yet.
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The Hot New Boss - Duet - Part One
You know how it is. You walk into the office. There’s a buzz about the place. Not a good one. Something has gone down. You’ve missed it, so luckily you aren’t the one in trouble, but the echo of the crisis is still reverberating.
Well, it was that kind of day.
Then I saw why.
The new boss had arrived. We’d all had the warning. He was a nasty piece of work. The axeman, he cut staff. He restructured, let people go, he closed branches and worked for the distant ‘haven’t got a clue’ Head Office.
Worse, he apparently loved his work and had no shame. To be honest, we’d heard so much it had got beyond a joke.
I sat at my desk. Heard the murmur start up at the far end of the long office. He was here, heads down, look busy. I glanced up and almost choked on my coffee.
None of the warnings had been that he’s hot and sexy as fuck.
The corporate photo online was the typical boring head shot. It must have been at least a couple of years old. This guy was nothing like his picture. I blushed from head to foot and he hadn’t even reached my desk yet. Told myself to get a grip.
He was over six feet tall, but not in a lanky way. Broad shoulders. Looked like he played sport in his younger days. His cropped hair speckled with grey, clean shaven, freckles across his nose.
Fuck.
I wanted to kiss those full lips.
He wore a tailored suit that moulded to his body with a casual perfection. White shirt, pale grey tie. Gold cufflinks as he reached out to shake someone’s hand. He smiled, and I knew in that moment I was lost completely. His white teeth, laughter lines, with kind, come to bed eyes. The complete shift in energy changed his persona from another boring suit to a fun, generous and yes kind looking man.
What the fuck?
Didn’t others see the beauty of this man?
Why had no one warned me about him?
I looked at the guy he was shaking hands with. He was frowning, pulled his hand back, sat down.
A flash of disappointment had shot across my gorgeous man’s face. The snub hurt him, but hid it with a casual gesture, an adjustment of his cuffs followed by a flick of the hair at his temple.
Oh, my god I wanted to rush over and reassure him. I had his back.
As I looked past him, I saw others bitching and gesturing. Mocking him behind his back. No wonder he moved offices frequently if this was how staff greeted him.
Maybe it was male jealousy, some ancient tribal defence mechanism kicking in. Exclude the outsider, protect the battlements I don’t know. I’d be handling this a whole other way. I didn’t give a fuck what the rest thought.
He finally arrived at my desk. I stood, shook his hand, made eye contact. Those brown eyes had a flash of gold that lit up when he smiled.
I fought back the flush of attraction that flowed over me as he asked about my role in the team. I quickly gave him a few lines about it, not boring him into submission. He was a pro, he’d already know. I saw a shock of surprise as I asked him how he liked the area. That I would be happy to show him the local lunch spots, that I was sure he’d love it here. That we needed some fresh energy to get us back on tracks. All of which was true.
I saw my colleagues frowning, sticking fingers in their mouths as if to chuck up at my apparent fawning. And I didn’t give a fuck.
He was gorgeous, and I was on a mission.
It was only a few hours later that stage one kicked in. He caught up with me in the stairwell at lunch time.
‘Is that offer still open?’
I almost tripped. He grabbed my elbow and the heat of his hand on my bare skin burnt into my soul.
Fuck. I’d got it bad.
I hoped he couldn’t see my nipples through the white shirt. No, I hoped he saw them. I wanted to get a reaction.
‘Oh, of course. I’m all yours.’
I gushed, my smile genuine.
We walked to the nearby coffee shop. He bought me lunch to express his gratitude. We chatted over the high bench table. His toe touched mine. I didn’t pull away.
He placed his hand on the small of my back as we negotiated the glass spinning entrance doors into the office building. My nipples betrayed me and he made it clear he’d seen them this time. We reached for the lift button at the same time. The touch was electric.
Fuck, I wanted him so badly.
‘I won’t walk you back to your desk. You will no doubt already be the subject of gossip floor fraternising with the enemy.’
He whispered.
‘I don’t care.’
I said and meant it.
‘I do. Can we meet again tomorrow? Maybe after work?’
He slipped his business card into my palm, a stroke on the wrist, a glance at my lips.
Fuck!
This was gonna be a thing.
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