Lisa: April (Mystic Zodiac Book 4) Read Free

The nymph in her begged her to find out. Luckily, she’d been able to hold the randy nymph back, which brought her back to her current problem.
    “What did he do this time?” Griffin asked, raking his fingers through his midnight black hair.
    “Canceled my vacation plans again.”
    Griffin’s navy blue eyes widened in surprise. “Again?”
    “Don’t act as if you don’t know. You two can’t go a day without gossiping around the water cooler.” She moved back to her seat, tossing the wet napkins into the trash.
    “We don’t have a water cooler,” Griff quipped cheekily.
    Lisa wanted to smack him for that comment. Instead, she straightened files and made sure nothing else had gotten wet. “You know what I mean. And, yes, again. I have so much unused vacation time I could quit today and still get paid for a year.”
    “Not gonna happen,” Jack finally voiced, steel threading through the words. Striding across the room, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from him. He moved with power and grace. Like a predator hunting his prey. When she first met him, she thought he was a Mystic, a supernatural being like her. Not quite a God or Goddess, but so much more than a human. Later, she found her initial impression was wrong. As she spent more time with him, it was clear he didn’t set off any of her mystic woo-woo radar triggers. She’d been unusually disappointed.
    Jack edged closer to her desk. Her breath caught when he planted his powerful body in front of her. His dark gray suit was tailored to fit him in the best possible way. Highlighting every sharp angle and hard ridge. The nymph tried to push to the forefront, and Lisa struggled to contain her. Her gaze drifted lower to his crotch before she could stop herself.
    She squeezed her eyes shut. This was exactly why she needed her vacation.
    Jack, that bastard, had her body reacting quicker with each passing day. The man could breathe and she was ready to jump his damn bones. Her fingers itched to run through his dark-brown shaggy hair. His forest-green eyes with flecks of melted chocolate hypnotized her into a pliant, willing woman when their gazes clashed. His full lips, straight white teeth, and chiseled jaw made him a beautiful, rugged man she wanted to throw on the ground and take advantage of.
    Lately, her attraction to him was posing a damn big problem. Locking down her body’s reaction was making the situation impossible. She worked for him, which was why she set up the week at Satyr. She planned on working out her Jack induced fantasies on a man who reminded her of him. A man who didn’t mind if she screamed someone else’s name as she shattered around him.
    Lisa folded her hands in front of her, gathering her composure. “You really have no say in what I do, which brings us back to you cancelling my plans. Mr. Morgan, you’ve had two months to get accustomed to the idea of me taking time off. I had hoped, with the advance notice, you’d have an easier time accepting this break.”
    “Now isn’t a good time, Lisa,” he commented as if she didn’t know his schedule. She made the damn thing, and knew there wasn’t anything pressing going on. The chance of something coming up between quitting time the previous night and start of business this morning was slim to none.
    “What is so important you needed me here? The Perkins presentation isn’t due for three more weeks. You don’t have any travel coming up until after I get back. There are no projects or clients that need researched. There isn’t anything going on that Mr. Power’s assistant, Janet, can’t handle while I’m out.”
    “What about the supplies? It’s the beginning of the month, and I know that’s when you do whatever you do.”
    “The office supplies have been ordered and will be stocked and distributed as per the memo I sent to Phillips.”
    Jack clenched his jaw, nostrils flaring. He didn’t like what she’d laid out in front of him, but too damn bad. She needed the time