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actually talk to him. There were times, too, when he would just lock himself in his office and no one would see him for hours.
    What was going on with this guy? What was the mystery he was hiding? Why was he so rude? And, why did sometimes she get the impression he was like some kind of a callous, wild animal instead of being a decent human being?
    Amelia knew she needed to keep her job, so she tried her best to brush off the strange vibes she got about her new boss and focus instead on the work. But, she couldn’t help from wondering. She was too curious of a person to leave it alone. She would find out what he was hiding, she told herself confidently.
    She also tossed her pen down. Writing all these memos was B-S. She was his personal secretary and that meant he was going to have to talk to her. She wasn’t going to try to convey everything on a written scrap of paper. Nope. Not her. So, she gathered up everything she needed to go over with him, pulled herself up to stand as tall and straight as she could, and then marched in his office.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    “Mr. Kensington, we need to discuss some things that need your approval.”
    He grunted, but didn’t look up from the documents he was reading. Seriously? Did he really just grunt? Ugh!
    “Mr. Kensington. Just a few moments of your time, please.” She tried to sound more commanding.
    He made a big to-do of sighing and then looked up. “Yes, what?” As soon as his eyes locked with hers, she got nervous.
    “I—I need to get your approval on these.”
    “Fine. Sit down and quit standing there. It makes me uncomfortable.” His mind was wandering again. “No, come over here and straddle me in this chair.”
    “Ok, um, well, there’s the proposed meeting with Stonegate Properties. They want to meet with you next week.
    “Do I have room in my schedule?” and in his mind, “ I want to rip that shirt off you.”
    “Yes, sir.” Her cheeks turned slightly red and she looked down at the papers in her lap. Did she somehow sense what he was thinking? Was he showing it too much?
    “Ok, well, let’s get that set up. It’s a big client.” – “ I want to be buried deep inside you…hear you moan as you take all of me.”
    “I will get right on that sir, and then, there’s the charity event tomorrow night. You still haven’t RSVP’d. Do you plan on attending? I can send the card back immediately.”
    He grunted again. He really hated these types of events. They were supposed to be raising money for underprivileged kids or disabled veterans. Somehow, they always ended up being about who could one up who with their donations.
    “Yes, fine. I will go.”
    “Ok, sir. I…ummm…well, do I need to RSVP for you and a guest?”
    A thought entered his head.
    “Yeah. For two. Why don’t you go with me?”
    “Umm, what? Me? I…”
    “Have you ever been to a charity gala, Amelia?”
    “No sir. They don’t quite have those things in our city.” She laughed just a little. He had not yet heard her laugh. And, strangely, he found it very appealing. It was sweet, like a little silver bell ringing.
    “Well, then you should be my guest. It will be an experience to say the least. Or, are you not free?”
    “No, I’m free…”
    “Well, then it’s settled. You are going. Do you have something to wear? If not, take the rest of the afternoon off and go shopping.” He reached in his pocket for his billfold. “Here.”
    “Oh, sir, no I can’t take your money.”
    It was his turn to laugh. “Company credit card. Company event. The company can pay for it. And, I would venture to guess you don’t have the funds to buy a nice dress right now?”
    She reached across the desk and took the card from his outstretched hand. For a second, their fingers brushed and electricity shot through him so strongly that he almost flinched. She must have felt it too because she blushed again. Her porcelain skin showed even the slightest tinge of red in her