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Ms. Porter stood up and pushed her skirt down, hiding the view of her thighs. She wobbled on her heels walking across to his desk, and shocked him when she sat in his chair and began typing on his keyboard.

“What are you—”

“Here,” she said, pointing to the computer screen. “
Pretty Woman
.

Richard Gere played the role of Edward Lewis. His job was just like yours.

So you’re Edward Lewis.”

Understanding that she was referring to a movie, he exhaled, his impatience obvious. He couldn’t recall the last time he had watched a movie, or even sat in front of the television for a while.

Leaning over her, he went to switch the computer off but stalled. Her scent floated in the air, enveloping him in the sweetness of vanilla.

He wanted to lick her.

The Neanderthal within him raged. Taking a bite out of the fragrant skin of her neck would be divine. Sheer nectar, he knew it.

Inhaling, he closed his eyes. His heart began to pound, the tingling in his palms returning. Where seconds earlier his mouth was dry, it now began to water, desperate for a small taste of her.

Damn her!

A sharp knock on the office door was followed by the door opening.

“Lucy said you had my new assis . . .”

Kyran ground his teeth, pulling away from Ms. Porter. He fisted his hands and shoved them into the pockets of his slacks. Kyran couldn’t meet his gaze. Not yet. He needed a moment to gain his composure.

Ms. Porter began typing randomly, letters and numbers filled the screen, but nothing made any sense. Not until she looked up.

“Hello. You must be the right Mr. Reese.” Ms. Porter shoved the chair back, hitting Kyran’s knees without apology. “I’m Dale Porter, your new assistant.”

Taylor nodded, his dark eyes thinning as he looked from Kyran to Ms.

Porter. The man knew something was up, however he could back the hell off. Kyran was more than aware of the office interludes Taylor had been involved in.

“Truthfully, I think this Mr. Reese here needs a new assistant, too. I had to show him how to do the simplest Internet search just now.”

Taylor raised a brow. “That’s what I interrupted, huh?”

Ms. Porter nodded, walking over to collect her purse. Kyran shrugged.

“She has a fixation on prostitutes and movies. I’m worried for you, brother.”

Taylor didn’t bother with a reply, the look on his face told Kyran he would return for a real explanation. Kyran would then be able to repeat the conversation they’d had yesterday. Taylor was being trusted not to fuck up this time. Kyran didn’t like it, but his father was confident. He had little choice other than to watch his brother like a hawk.

“Well, Dale,” Taylor said, opening the door wider for her to walk through. “I’m sure being with Kyran was entertaining, but the real fun is down the corridor.”

Dale grinned, hitching her purse onto her shoulder. “Cool.”

The pair left, and Kyran felt as though he could breathe again. His heart slowed, but his head began to throb. He rubbed his temples in an effort to calm down further when Ms. Porter popped out from the side of the door frame.

“It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Reese. Our interaction was . . .

fascinating.”

And with that she was gone, leaving behind a trail of vanilla perfume and a man with a raging hard-on.

Chapter 2

Dale held her cell phone to her ear, trying not to raise her voice. Even though she wasn’t within the Reese Building, she was standing just outside, and anyone could overhear her conversation. She wanted to make a good impression.

“Dad, I don’t really want to hear
I told you so
. I get it. Joel is an asshole and was from the start. I messed up because I should have listened to you.”

“Maybe next time you will. I’ve been on this earth a few years more than you. I saw through him right away.”

Dale ground her teeth. She knew her father was trying to be supportive, but right now he was pouring more salt into the wound. She needed his comfort. However, a small part of her understood how difficult the last eighteen months had been for him. He’d never liked Joel or approved of her decision to come to Sea Pointe with him. So in some small way, her father was entitled to his
I told you so
. It was a bitter pill to swallow.

“I know. I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you, and I’m sorry I haven’t called. It’s been tough.” She tried not to cry, staring at her reflection in the glass panel that formed the side of the Reese Building and willing the tears away.

“And I’m assuming you’ve kicked him out.”

“Packed his stuff up and left it out on the sidewalk within six hours. I added
her
stuff to the pile, too. I don’t care how long we were friends. I don’t want any reminders of either one of them.”

“That boy had a wandering eye,” her father added. Like she didn’t know that.

“Dad, please!” Dale raised her voice, hoping he would pay attention.

A couple entering the building paused to stare at her. Embarrassed, she turned her back on them. “Look, I don’t want to keep going over this. I called because I have some news.”

“I called you.”

Okay, he had a point. “Sorry.”

“What’s your news?” he asked, the apology going unacknowledged.

“I started a new job yesterday.” She smiled, knowing he would be able to hear it in her voice. “I like it. One of my bosses is a little uptight, but the other one is kinda cool. I think it’s the right fit.”

“You said that about the other one. Don’t get why you needed a new one,” he grumbled.

“Because I was let go, Dad. I had no choice. Besides, this one is for a huge company, the Reese Corporation, in one of the large buildings. I have that feeling—the one where I just
know
it’s right.”

Her father’s snort of derision popped down the line. “Seem to recall you getting that feeling when you met the jackass.”

Again, another good point. “Can you at least try to be happy for me?”

Her father sighed. She hated this. Before her ex, they had been close, but the moment Joel had stepped into her life he had caused all sorts of problems. Her father had disliked him right away and made no excuses.

There hadn’t been any foundation to his dislike, at least none that he had ever verbalized.

Blinded by love, Dale had jumped to her boyfriend’s defense, only to have it backfire when he’d walked all over her. She’d hoped that with Joel now gone they would be able to rebuild their relationship. It was proving |

far more difficult than she had initially thought. She was her father’s daughter through and through—both of them too stubborn to back down.

“I am happy for you, Dale. Sometimes you just make it so damn hard to—”

“What?” Her stomach clenched. “
I’m
the problem here? Again?”

More people glanced over at her, though this time her blood had begun to boil, and she no longer cared who looked her way. Nevertheless, she did step away from the building entrance.

“Never said that, sweetheart.”

“Of course not.”

“Dale, don’t go all wild on me. I am happy for you, and I hope this works out for you. I miss you.”

Her shoulders sagged, guilt replacing anger. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm down, tried to see a way through. “I miss you, too.”

Silence flowed, neither of them knowing what to say next. Eventually, Dale gave in and said, “Look, Dad, I have to go. It would look real bad if I showed up late from lunch on my second day.”

“Okay.” He sighed again. “I do hope this works for you.”

Unsure of how to answer, Dale said good-bye and ended the call. This time she was the one to exhale, her head falling forward. Tears stung her eyes but luckily her hair blocked her face from view.

“Are you all right, honey?”

Dale looked up, blinking at the woman in front of her. She was familiar, although Dale couldn’t place her. She racked her brain, scrutinizing the woman’s dark hair and horn-rimmed glasses. Her smile was warm, making Dale feel at ease with her, but she struggled to recall how she knew the woman.

“You’re Dale, right? Taylor’s new assistant?”

Dale nodded. “Yes, I am.”

The woman continued. “I’m Lucy. I was in the reception when you arrived yesterday.”

Recognizing the woman, Dale smiled. “Yeah, I remember now. I’m okay. Just had a bit of an argument with my father.”

“Ah, I see. Well, take a few moments out here. Mr. Reese isn’t one for bringing personal business into the office.”

“Wow, everyone is so considerate today, aren’t they?” Dale stated, making no attempt to hide the sarcasm in her voice.

“Just a bit of friendly advice. Take it or leave it.”

“I’m sorry,” Dale said quickly. “I shouldn’t have snapped. My father just seriously annoyed me. We always grate on one another.”

“I understand.” Lucy patted Dale’s shoulder, offering a small smile before leaving her. She walked into the building and didn’t look back.

It was times like this that Dale would have reached for her cell to call her best friend, Shelby. That was now out of the question. She hated that she had put so much faith in two people. They had been her entire world, and now that they were gone, she felt rather lost. Alone. She wanted to share the news of her new job, drink wine, and laugh about her strange combination of bosses then fall into bed drunk with the man who claimed to love her.

“Ergh, move on, Porter,” she said to herself. “Your best friend and boyfriend were assholes. They’re welcome to each other. You need new friends, anyway.”

Shoving her cell back into her purse, Dale began to walk back into the building. She dodged a few people, not really wanting to be shoved out of their way. Her stance in her heels was precarious at best; she saw no need to tempt fate and fall to the ground in front of strangers. She should have worn flats. Choosing heels, in the hope that they made a good impression, had been a stupid idea.

“Christ, I can’t leave the office for five minutes without something falling apart!”

Dale turned, following the sound of the annoyed voice. She knew who it was. Kyran Reese’s was not one she could easily forget; deep and seductive, with a huskiness that put her body on red alert. It was utterly unfair that he should be so damn attractive. The man exuded confidence, along with a dark sexuality. That dangerous edge called to her, and she surmised most women would feel the same, caught in the web he didn’t even know he’d spun.

“I don’t give a shit what Taylor told them,” he said into his cell phone.

“He’s been back two days and cannot possibly know how this deal is working. Just do as I asked rather than what my brother advises.” Kyran added a terse “please.”

Dale continued to watch him, perplexed by what she had overheard.

Moments ago Lucy had told her to keep family complications out of the office, and yet Mr. Reese was currently bellowing his business across the entrance to the building. The whole situation seemed somewhat hypocritical.

Kyran ended the call but immediately started a new one. “Dad? You need to come into the office. Taylor is about three conversations away from losing us the Poltak deal. The fucking moron needs to back the hell off.”

His face contorted as he listened to his father’s response. Dale glanced around, not wanting to be caught staring at her new boss. She didn’t really want to hide and spy on him either. Stalker much? She should go inside but the lure to watch him was far too enticing.

“I don’t understand your decisions. Taylor wanders into this place at any time he chooses, barely does a day’s work and yet you’re telling me to back down?” He paused. “I’m not making any more allowances for him. He fucks up. You know this. You have proof of it! Now I refuse to continue to deal with him alone. I’ll repeat what I said earlier—then get back to keeping this corporation afloat. You need to get down here and deal with him.”

Kyran looked up as he ended the call. He thinned his eyes in scrutiny at Dale, and she felt her face burn. Swallowing a lump of anxiety that had lodged in her throat, she wondered whether to go and apologize to him but he made the decision for her. Kyran spun around, turning his back to her, and walked into the building, leaving her staring at the space he had just vacated.

“Well done, Dale. It’s your second day here and you’ve made one hell of an impression. Kyran Reese won’t be forgetting you anytime soon.”

Chapter 3

Kyran ran.

Kyran ran until he could just barely breathe. At least then he wasn’t able to still smell Ms. Porter on his skin like he had yesterday after their meeting in his office.

He ran until his head was numb, because then he wouldn’t have to think about her. And he ran until he couldn’t feel his limbs, because then he wouldn’t need to acknowledge the intense need to touch her. Or his need to get pummeled at Metro.

Disgusted by his reaction, he would do whatever it took to fight it.

Kyran had raced to his desk after he saw Dale outside. Ever since she had entered his office, he’d thought of nothing else but where he could fuck her: on the couch while she was draped naked across it, pushed over the top of his desk, or hard against the bookshelves. It drove him insane. The image of her tortured him slowly until he had no choice but to get away from the room.

He grabbed his gym bag and raced down to the basement of the building. Kyran didn’t normally use the office gym, preferring to pay a membership for a larger one with much more equipment. He would use it now, though, because he needed it. Pushing his body to the brink with a vigorous workout was the only way he’d forget her.

The whole situation both confused and pissed him off in equal parts.

Sure, when he met a woman who interested him, there would be a spark, but nothing like the raging sensations he felt when he hovered over her yesterday at his computer. Every hormone he possessed had gone wild, vibrating, and sending his system into overload.

He despised how volatile he’d become. The stress of being the CEO, coupled with his brother’s ridiculous behavior, made the balance difficult to maintain. The urge to beat, and be beaten, grew with each altercation he had with his brother. The fighting had now become integral when it came to him functioning like a normal human being. As a child he’d never been a pain freak or a cutter, but now he understood that need for an outlet, a way of releasing what he held inside.

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