Free Men With Power: Seduced by a Billionaire by Adora Bell Page B

exciting than most of my morning." She places the pile on
top of George's notes. "Now, do you fancy lunch?"
    Before
I have a chance to protest, Rae has whirled me round the corner to a
little cafe, and ordered on my behalf.
"The
Caesar salad here is, like, to die for. Honestly. And these guys make
the best cappuccino in town, brought the machine over all the way
from Italy. I'm hooked, I have to ration myself or I'd be wired on
caffeine all day. "
I
nod, and take a sip of the creamy foam. Wow, she wasn't kidding, this
stuff is good. 
"Anyway,
sorry, I talk way too much. You might have noticed. Tell me more
about you - you just graduated, right?"
"Yeah,
I wanted to get some work experience before I went to law school. I
was really lucky to score this internship. It seems like a really
nice company."
"It's
not a bad place, better than some I've worked at. And did I hear
you're working with George? Is he not the hottest thing you've ever
seen?"
She
wiggles her eyebrows at me, and we both laugh.
"He's
pretty handsome, I'll give him that. But I don't think he likes me
much."
"Oh
ignore him, that's just George. He'll warm up eventually. He's one of
those posh, stiff upper lip types, raised by nannies and boarding
schools no doubt."
"I
hope so. Evan seems nice."
Rae
seems to falter for a second, an expression on her face that I can't
quite decipher. "Yeah, Evan's a good boss. Made his first
million by age twenty, but he likes to be quite, um, hands-on with
the company. Really clever guy."
"Bit
of a flirt though, from what I've seen..."
She
seems to relax a bit when I say that. Maybe she thought I was the
sweet, innocent type, ready to have her head turned by the man in
charge. 
"He's
charming alright. What about you, do you have a boyfriend?" She
misinterprets my wince. "Oh, or a girlfriend?"
"Um,
no, neither. Bit of a long story...college sweetheart, bad break up.
It's fine though, just...still a bit fresh..."
"Ah,
I know that feeling. Always sucks, but you know what they say, plenty
of fish in the sea!"
She lifts her
cappuccino cup and we clink, and giggle again. I am beginning to really like Rae.
    I
email my reports over to George at 2:55, but receive only a terse
'thank you' in his return email. He doesn't come over, or send any
further instructions, so I occupy myself opening and sorting the
mail. Five o'clock comes, but nobody seems to move, so I stay put. I
don't want to be the girl who rushes out of the office too early. I
need to look hard working. By 6 o'clock, I've disposed of all the
mail, read the company handbook almost cover to cover, and done a
full round of the office offering tea and my photocopying services.
I'm bored. Might as well head home. I look for George, thinking I
ought to check with him, but he's nowhere to be found. So I wrap
myself in my coat and head for the door. As I reach for the handle
the door bursts open, and George quite literally walks into me. For a
moment our bodies are pressed against each other, and despite myself
I feel my breath catch. I almost wobble over on my stupid new shoes,
and he grabs my shoulders to steady me, gripping me tight with strong
hands. 
"Sorry,
Iris, I didn't see you there. Are you alright?"
I
nod, somehow lost for words while he is still touching me. Damn it, I
am such an idiot. He releases his grip and steps back, brushing the
front of his suit as if I might have contaminated him. He checks his
watch.
"Off
home. Do you have a train to catch?" I can't tell if he's angry
at me for leaving too early.
"If
that's ok, sorry, I'd finished everything and I couldn't find you.."
He waves his hand, dismissing my words. Somehow he makes me feel like
a child, and I blush for the umpteenth time that day, cursing myself
for being so awkward. 
"Not
at all, sorry, I got held up in my meeting. It's raining out, I was
going to ask if you wanted a lift to the station. "
The
offer catches me off guard. It's the friendliest thing he's said to
me all day. But the