Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 171979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 860(@200wpm)___ 688(@250wpm)___ 573(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 171979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 860(@200wpm)___ 688(@250wpm)___ 573(@300wpm)
He felt sorry for her. He gave it two months before she would quit or was fired. He didn’t see Sage being able to hold her ground when an employee was determined to get past the rules Garrett had placed on the file room.
When they reached the parking garage, she turned, her eyes lighting up. “Thanks for the drink.”
“Anytime.”
Her bashful thanks stirred something inside of him that had been missing for a long while, if it had ever really existed. The old-fashioned way she carried herself and spoke exhibited what type of person she was. As well as the modest blue dress she was wearing. The way she had tried to hide herself when she had cleaned Matthias’ house spoke volumes, too. A predator like him easily marked her as easy prey. Sadly, others were able to see the same. If he had a shred of goodness left in him, he would walk away from Sage. Unfortunately for her, it was too late for him.
Predators couldn’t change their behavior; they just became more adapt at hiding their intentions.
“Have a good weekend,” she said, her eyes sliding away from his.
“You, as well.”
Kent watched until Sage disappeared from sight into the parking garage before making the short trek to the office building. Passing the reception desk, he gave Brian a courteous nod as he headed in the direction of the elevators.
“I thought you were gone for the day.”
He didn’t have to turn his head to recognize the sultry voice behind him.
“I have some emails I need to take care of.” Pressing the elevator button, he swept a glance over Livvy as she leaned against the wall. Unlike Sage’s modest dress, Livvy’s showed every curve of her body.
“I thought I had missed you.” Licking her bottom lip, she asked, “You need some help with those emails?”
Kent raised a brow at the invitation. “You offering?”
Her expression turned into an open invitation. “I have some time to spare.”
As the elevator doors slid open, he lowered his gaze to her mouth. “I never refuse a helping hand,” he said, moving inside the elevator with Livvy’s high heels tapping behind him.
A red fingernail pressed the button for his floor. “I was hoping you would say that.”
When she made a move in his direction, he nodded at the discreet camera high in the corner.
“Any plans this weekend?” he asked casually.
“No, I’m as free as a bird.”
He barely managed to keep from rolling his eyes at the seductive quality in her voice. He almost felt sorry for Garrett falling for Livvy’s overt sexuality. With all the affairs under his belt, Garrett assumed he held all the cards, not recognizing that Livvy was a card shark, out to win the prize at any cost. He was used to dealing with women who wanted to keep their affair on the down-low. Livvy, on the other hand, couldn’t care less if it benefited her.
When they left the elevator, his secretary gave him a look of disapproval. “Mr. Bryant, Mr. Hollingsworth sent these files over for you.”
Taking the files from her, he handed them to Livvy. “You can go ahead and take off, Mrs. Boward. If I need any assistance, I can ask Livvy.”
His secretary’s lips pursed in a thin line when Livvy went around him to enter his office.
A smile tugged on his. “I’ll see you Monday. Have a good weekend.”
Closing his office door behind him, he saw Livvy waiting for him by his desk.
“You didn’t lock your door.”
Picking up the files, he started going through them. “When are you seeing Garrett again?”
He heard the sudden intake of her breath, Livvy was quick. She was aware he wasn’t going to be happy at her answer.
“He’s busy this weekend. His in-laws are visiting.”
“So, what?” He looked up from the files to stare her down. “I’m sure a woman with your capabilities can manage to get him to steal away for an hour or two.”
“I’ll try …”
He lowered his gaze back to the files. “I won’t be needing your help after all. You can leave,” he said distantly.
“Wait …” Hurriedly, she came around the desk to place a familiar hand on his thigh. “I thought we—”
“I really need to get this work done.” Removing her hand, he scooted his chair closer to the desk so she couldn’t touch him again.
“I tried hard …” She gave a giggle, which did nothing to stir his dick.
“Then you didn’t push the right button, did you?” His expression turned austere. The outline of her thick nipples was protruding though her thin dress. Nothing made Livvy hotter than having to work for what she wanted.
“I promise I’ll get him to meet me.”
“At the apartment I rented for you?”
“Of course. I know you like to watch.”
He rewarded her with a pleased smile. “Lock the door.”
FIFTEEN
Sliding the BMW into a parking space in front of a small house, Kent watched as two men walked outside. He easily recognized one as the man he would be protecting; the other, he couldn’t get a good look at with the hoodie hiding his features.