Free Starr Destined (Starr Series) by G E Griffin Page B

exercise routine, while I completed my workout and swim - this was becoming our pattern most mornings now, before we had breakfast together.  Neither of us were the type to sleep in, we both liked to get up and get on with the day, so our ro utines were beginning to merge together pretty well.
    “That’s not the point, Liam.  I want to at least look my age for a change, especially as I'm the youn gest in the office anyway,” she’d complained.
    “You’ll be glad you look younger than your years as you get older,” I told her. 
    Sera had such a sweet, beautiful face, behind which I’d discovered was a very talented, and potentially shrewd businesswoman, despite the first impression she gave of youthful beauty, and I had no doubt that anyone who worked with her would soon find this out for themselves.
    “Flipping nuisance when you’re trying to be taken seriously in the work place,” she’d muttered.
    After trying on several outfits, she’d settled for wearing some slim cut black trousers, an asymmetrical white top, and some strappy black sandals.  She’d pulled her hair up into some sort of a curly up-do, but as usual little tendrils of rebellious curly hair were escaping.  She was also wearing the same angel wing earrings I'd noticed the first time I’d met her, which had been the day my life had changed forever, although I hadn't realised it at the time.
    Now she fiddled nervously with those earrings as we walked in together.
    “Don’t worry,” I whispered.  “It’s going to be fine.”  She took a deep breath as she smiled back at me.  We walked over to the lift and got in with several other workers, who stared unashamedly at the way we were holding hands.
    “How are those proposals for the Liverpool venture coming along, Steven?”  I asked one of them, whose jaw had dropped open a little as he looked at us, and took in the fact that we were obviously together.
    “Oh… umm…  I’m still working on the latest figures, Mr. Starr,” he muttered, as he glanced at Sera.
    Sera looked flushed, but I smiled reassuringly at her.  After all, I had given in to her plea that we suspend our lunchtime office sex sessions.
    “I mean it, Liam.  No lunchtime hook up.”  Sera had said this morning.
    “Why not?  There’s a lock on my office door,” I’d smirked at her.
    “I'm not walking the walk of shame back to my desk,” she’d insisted.
    “It would hardly be that - you’re exaggerating,” I’d protested.
    “Please, Liam.  Let’s just cool things down at the office for a while.  It’s alright for you, you're The Boss, no-one will dare say anything to you.  But I'm the new girl who still has to prove herself to everyone.  Don't make things more difficult for me than they already are in an office full of blokes.  Once people know about us, I don't want to be labelled, as just ‘The Boss’s Totty’.  I still want to be taken seriously.”
    “Okay, I see where you’re coming from.  I suppose I can just about manage to last the day, as long as we’re seeing each other tonight,” I'd sighed.  This was just after we’d had sex in the shower this morning, and twice the night before - we just couldn’t get enough of each other.  “But trust me; we will be having office sex again at some point in the future.”
    Sera had just raised her eyebrows at me.
    Now, she looked at me in surprise as I exited the lift with her on the third floor, instead of contin uing to the top floor where my office was located.
    “You’re not coming right in with me, are you?” she whispered, as she tried to extricate her hand from mine.
    “Of course I am,” I smiled serenely.  I wanted there to be no doubt about the message I was sending out loud and clear - that Sera was with me - that she was mine .  That was the best part about going public, as far as I was concerned.
    She rolled her eyes and sighed, as I held the door open for her, but didn’t let go of her hand.  It was a large open