Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
CHAPTER SIX
(Charlotte)
“It was such a rush!”
I hadn’t stopped blathering to Matt since I’d come into his office. I’d mistakenly assumed that our workdays ended at the same time, heading over to meet up with him to go home at six. Now, it was six-thirty, and he probably would have been finished with his final tasks if I would shut up a second.
But I couldn’t. “I mean, I pulled all of that directly out of my ass.”
“No one could tell,” he assured me. Again. But he seemed more pleased at how excited I was than annoyed by it.
“I’m sorry. I’ll let you work.” I’d already used that lie. But I couldn’t help myself. Walking into that conference room and laying out my idea like a god damn professional had been terrifying. Having everyone agree that it was a good idea, a “doable” idea, as Matt had put it? That had been the thrill of a lifetime.
Maybe I would be great at being a business-type person.
I stood up from the white leather sofa and crossed to the floor-to-ceiling windows behind Matt’s desk. His office could easily have been a three-bedroom apartment, in terms of sheer size. I placed a trembling hand on the brushed-steel frame and forced myself to look down at the street far below.
“Are you getting braver about heights?” Matt asked, never looking up from his laptop.
“No. This isn’t as high up as the apartment.” My knees still went weak, seeing the traffic moving like toy cars down a playset street. I lifted my gaze to the rooftops and skyscrapers around us. I wondered where Ascend Manhattan would end up. The city looked packed, already. Finding space for a totally new building seemed impossible.
But that wasn’t my problem. I said what I wanted, and other people would make it happen.
What an amazing job.
“Too bad we can’t have an outdoor space,” I mused aloud, not intending to voice the thought.
“For Ascend Manhattan?” Matt asked. “We can have an outdoor space.”
“Only if we build higher than everything else in this city. And even then, there are drones.” I certainly would never find myself on the pool deck of a building taller than Matt’s. I wouldn’t even go out on the deck there, and it wasn’t right at the top.
“We’ll enclose it with tinted glass. It won’t be completely outside, but we can have a pool and a garden. Grass for people to fuck on, if that’s their thing.”
“Bug-free grass, too.” I turned away from the windows. “Sorry, I’m bothering again. Do you want me to head home and wait for you?”
“No.” He rubbed his eyes and closed his computer. “I want to go home. All this can wait until tomorrow.”
“I thought being a billionaire boss would be less work,” I admitted. “I thought you were going to spend all day having fancy lunches with important people. It looks like you sit here and—” I made a typing motion with my fingers.
“I thought I was going to spend the day having covert office sex with my girlfriend, but it turns out she’s good at her job and too professional to succumb to my advances,” he quipped.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t tried. I’d turned him down in favor of preliminary meetings with the people from the conference room. I couldn’t remember half of them, now, so it was a good thing that I’d had my assistant—I had an assistant! —take down notes for me, matching names and roles to physical descriptions. “Hey, I’m trying to do a good job here. Not be your fuck toy.”
“You’re always my fuck toy, princess,” he reminded me, pushing his chair back. “But I also get off on watching you enjoy yourself at work. Now, lock that door so I can enjoy myself at work.”
“Seriously?” I bit my lower lip and glanced toward the door. It seemed so wrong. So... public.
I clenched.
“Is the princess disobeying the dragon?” He arched a brow.
I hurried to the door and hit the lock. “What if your assistant comes by?”
“Then she’ll know that I don’t want to be disturbed. Because the door will be locked.” He undid his belt buckle. “Get naked.”
My pulse sped up. Naked? Fully naked in his office? With people still working beyond the door?
With all those windows?
“Princess...” he warned.
I took a deep breath and pulled my shirt over my head. My pants followed, and I stood in front of him in the lacy black bra and panties I’d picked out because they’d made me feel confident. I felt less confident now, in an office the size of a god damn department store without a single object to cover up with in sight.
He pulled out his cock and stroked himself as he watched me. “All of it.”
I unhooked the front closure of the bra, and he made a cute little surprised noise as it released.