thought she would take it this far. I guess she had no reason to go Fatal Attraction on me until you.” He stared at her mouth. It was full and tempting. He knew just what those lips were capable of. Mader glanced away before continuing. “Working with her has been a challenge and I’m not talking about all the screw-ups.” He looked into his coffee mug as if searching for some answers. “The woman throws herself at me constantly. I seriously don’t want anything to do with her. I should have just let her go to corporate with her bullshit, but with everything going on, rocking the boat didn’t seem like the smartest thing to do.” Denise fiddled with her ring and stared out the window. She jumped when he grabbed her hands and squeezed. Mader watched the faint blush creep up her neck and smiled. He was making her uncomfortable in a warm fuzzy way. Hell, he felt it too. If he was true to himself, he had been hot for her for a while why should he hide it now? Hadn’t they shared one hell of a kiss to prove it? People didn’t come together like that and walk away. Denise tried to pull her hand back. “I don’t think...” Mader wasn’t having it. “I do. And so do you. I felt it when we kissed.” Denise took her hands back. “A mistake—“ “Bull. Shit.” He whispered. “Ok. I was into it at the time but that can never happen again. I mean...” Mader leaned into her. His jaw clenched when she sat back trying to avoid his gaze. “I’ve wanted you for a while now. It’s not going away, believe me I’ve tried.” Denise dropped her shoulders. “Damn it, will you stop this? We have a stalker psycho to deal with and you’re thinking with your…
THE wicked smile that spread across his face took her for a little joy ride to sexville. She squeezed her legs together when the pressure below her wai st got dangerously delicious. Her nipples ached and she cursed silently. Mader’s gaze dropped, and shit, went right to her chest. Of course she left her blazer at the office and yes, her camisole was about as thick as an onion skin. Damn. He blinked slowly and returned his gaze to hers. His eyes were full of “gotcha” and masculine “I told you so.” Denise thanked God when his phone went off. She buried her nose in her chocolate and looked on as he read the text message. Gone was the sexy smirk he had been sporting. Eyebrows drawn together, he looked up at her. “Gina took off sick. Apparently she left right after we did.” Well, wasn’t that a coincidence? What was the little bitch up to now? Denise got with the program, her horny gone for the moment. The bitch was going to cause trouble. Now was not the time to be thinking about a romp with the sex-god. “You understand she needs to go. With the downsizing, now is your chance to get rid of her.” Mader glared at the window and breathed in deep. “I know, but if this is any indication of how she reacts, I don’t want to imagine when she gets the pink slip. “I agree.” Denise glanced at her phone. She still had to prep for her meeting and file the property damage report for her car. “We better get going.” At Mader’s nod they got up and headed over to the pay counter.
THEY stepped out into the bright sunlight and Denise slipped on her sunglasses. “I guess I still owe you a drink.” Now why the hell did she remind him of that? It wasn’t like she needed to go somewher e and pile alcohol on top of an already dangerous situation. Mader smiled. “You damn sure do. How about we meet after work? I could use your expertise on the Hansen deal. I’ve got a one o’clock and should be done by three-ish?” Denise tried to stop herself but the “sure” slipped out anyway. As his partner, she needed to continue their work relationship. The tongue wrestling in his office couldn’t interfere with the job. Denise blew at her long bangs and felt like stomping her feet in utter frustration. H er car was damaged and