her was enough, at least for now anyway. However, he couldn ’ t guarantee how long it would be before he needed more from
her.
“ What do you think I ’ m
doing? ”
As she looked at him, he could see her
bright eyes were wary with questions. She still looked beautiful, even though she had no clue just how desirable
she was. He would be prepared to bet his
entire fortune that at some stage since meeting him, she'd given herself the
talk about how he would never be interested in a girl like her, that he could
get any woman he wanted and he wouldn't look at her twice. She couldn't be further from the truth.
How could he not be interested in a
girl like her. She was beautiful, funny
and wasn't afraid to tell him what she really thought. Honesty was a big thing for him. He'd been burned too many times in the
past. Liars didn't get a second chance
with him. If someone broke his trust,
that was it, they could never get it back. He had a feeling that this would never be a problem with him and Sam.
His grip on her hands tightened when
he felt her try and pull away. She was
still breathing quicker than what would be considered normal and he knew that
she was trying to get things back on track, back into work mode. Clearing her throat, she gave her hands a
harder tug, giving him no choice but to release them. The other option would have been to fall
against her, sprawling them out over her desk. Whilst that did hold some appeal, he doubted she would appreciate him
taking advantage in front of her colleagues.
"Ready when you are Mr
Lockwood."
Alistair couldn't stop his smile from
spreading even bigger as she still refused to call him by his given name. He didn't see it an an annoyance, to him it was a challenge. One way or another, she would call him Alistair, even if it was only
whilst she was in the throes of passion.
"Shall we?"
Alistair watched as she moved along
the edge of her desk, trying her hardest not to touch him again. He should be a
gentleman and take a step back to give her room, but he was having too much fun. He heard her sigh deeply with frustration
until she finally worked herself free and headed towards David's office. Oh, no. This wouldn't work. If he wanted
to get to know her, he couldn't do it with her boss present. This wouldn't do at all.
"Um, Samantha, where are you
going?"
He saw her turn to face him and place
one hand on her hip. The look on her
face held a hint of annoyance, but he found that she looks really cute when she
was steamed.
"I thought you wanted to start
work? All of the contracts and
information are on David's computer."
"I've already signed the contract
Samantha. I returned it to David with my
electronic signature earlier." Alistair took a few steps closer to her as the hand resting on her hip
dropped to her side. “ I guess that means you officially work
for me now. ”
“Mr
Lockwood, I work for RMG. I am just the liaison between you and the
company. Nothing more.”
“Oh,
you’re way more than that Samantha. Hasn’t David told you?”
He
watched as her expression changed from annoyance to confusion. Obviously David hadn’t told her about the
little addendum he’d made the contract after he’d left the office earlier.
“I
take it by the look on your face he hasn’t.”
“What
hasn’t he told me?” Sam said, her voice
a little shaky as she waited for the answer.
He
had hoped that David would have told her. He had wanted her to have all the
facts before signing the contract, wanting her to go into this with her eyes
wide open. He’d assumed she was doing
just that when he’d received the contracts from David, both his and Samantha’s
signatures already in place.
He
had no way of knowing how she was going to react to this new piece of information,
and he could only hope the surprise
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