Free Who's the Boss Now (Managing the Bosses Series, #3) by Lexy Timms Page B

smoothing her skirt absently. His eyes followed her movements, which made her feel a little more exposed than it should have.
    "Good. I'll see you then, and I'll follow up with Alex next week on setting up the meetings."
    They spoke for a moment more before he finally made his exit. Going to lunch with him would have been a better call, but she had far too much to get through before the weekend.
    She checked the clock, groaning at the fact that it was already ten. She needed to start setting her alarm and getting in earlier again. If nothing else, maybe she could tell Alex that he needed to be stricter on her arrival time. The only way she could get up with the sun was to have him push the importance on being at the office by eight or so.
    After piddling around her desk for a few minutes, she realized that she wanted to see Alex, wanted to feel his arms around her. He hadn't come home the night before, which meant that he was knee-deep in something. She moved to the door that separated her office from his and knocked twice before slipping inside. She glanced to the main office door, glad it too was closed.
    Alex glanced up, his expression weary. "Jamie. I'm sorry about last night. I got caught up in the drama of this place."
    "Well, not sleeping is going to leave you sick, grumpy and ineffective." She walked around his desk and pushed at his shoulder, forcing him to turn toward her. "Besides, I missed you."
    "Not still mad?" He turned and reached up, sliding his hands over her hips and tugging her closer.
    "No, this isn’t about being mad. Not everything is about ticking me off. I don’t understand why you think that way?”
    “Every woman I’ve dated is always mad. It’s a man’s job to make them happy.”
    She laughed. Was he being serious? She pressed her lips together when she realized he was. He had told her once that he didn’t know how to love, that he wasn’t meant for a relationship. She was beginning to understand why. “I'm here to help, but you're pushing me away. I’m not mad, nor am I the bad guy." She pressed her fingers into the tight muscles of his shoulders and melted a little when he moved closer and wrapped his arms around her, pressing the side of his face to her center.
    "Me too, but I think it's only going to get worse. I have so much shit I'm dealing with. I would love help, but honestly I don't even know where to start."
    “You hired me to help with the business. I’ve proved I’m capable. Put more stuff on me. If you’re here late, I can be too.”
    “I hate to do that to you. I’ve been trying not to.”
    “But I want to help.”
    He sighed. “I may take you up on that.”
    "Good but first, let’s start with us." She brushed her fingers through his hair and leaned over, kissing the top of his head. "Make love to me."
    He chuckled before pulling back and slumping into chair. "Not right now, baby. I'm not in the mood for anything but a dark hole to hide in."
    "Alex..." She bent down, squatting in front of him. Anytime she was near him, her body wanted sex. She pushed the thought aside and focused on what it would take to get him wanting sex too. “Talk to me about what's going on."
    "You're not interested in Mark, right? I keep telling myself that I'm being a jealous ass, but the minute I feel better about it... something else happens."
    "What? Didn’t we clear this all up already?" She sat back on her heels as confusion rolled through her. "Why in the world would you think that I'd be at all interested in your brother?"
    "You seem to get along with him really well. He likes you a lot, obviously. I mean, hell, he's calling you to see about staying with me."
    "I'm your personal assistant, Alex. Of course he's calling me to get to you. Everyone one does."
    "You haven't answered my question." His expression darkened.
    "No. I'm not interested in your brother. He’s having a hard time, he didn’t even want me to tell you about his financial issues but I did anyways, because I'm