Bossman(15)
“Reese? Where are you going?”
“Why do you care?” I kept walking.
He caught up and fell in step with me. “What’s the matter?”
It pissed me off that he was acting all innocent, so I stopped and faced him to continue. “I overheard you in the conference room. I’m leaving.”
He closed his eyes. “Shit.”
“Yes. Shit. That’s how you made me feel.”
I began walking again, and Chase grabbed my elbow and steered me into an empty office, shutting the door behind him.
He raked his hand through his hair. His stupid, sexy hair. “I’m sorry. I was being an asshole.”
“Yes. You were. A big one.”
Chase dropped his head and chuckled. “You and Sam will get along great.”
“I take it you didn’t know Samantha had invited me here to interview today?”
He shook his head. “No, I didn’t.”
“Well, I don’t want to be where I’m not wanted. Please thank Samantha for me.”
“It’s not what you think.”
“I don’t even know what I think. You have me so confused.”
Chase stared at me for a moment, looking back and forth between my eyes. “Trust me, I’m trying to do the right thing.”
“Trust you? Because you have such a great track record of telling the truth when you’re around me?”
He glared at me.
I glared right back.
“Okay. Fine. You want the truth?”
I folded my arms over my chest. “That would be a refreshing change.”
He took a step closer to me, inching into my personal space. “I’m attracted to you. Really attracted to you. Have been since the first time I saw you. Tried to be respectful, considering you were seeing someone. Done doing that. If you work here, I’m going to try to get you into my bed.”
I opened my mouth to respond. Then closed it. Then opened it. “I can’t believe you just said that to me.”
He shrugged. “You wanted to know the truth. That’s the truth.”
“You do realize that I’d have to agree to sleep with you. Which wouldn’t happen if you were my boss, so it wouldn’t be a problem.”
“Oh. Well, then… Sounds like we wouldn’t have a problem after all. I was concerned for nothing. I’ll hit on you, and you’ll shut me down.”
“And…I also have a boyfriend.”
“Baron. We’ve met. The dope.”
“Bryant. And he’s not a dope.”
“Then we’re all set. Sam was right. You should work here if Josh wants to hire you. Won’t be an issue.”
He leaned in a little closer.
I stood my ground. God, he smells amazing.
“So we’re good? I apologize, you accept? You’re going to kick ass in the interview and get hired, then I’m going to try to get in your pants, and you’re not going to let me.”#p#分页标题#e#
I couldn’t help but laugh. The man was truly absurd.
He extended his hand. “Deal?”
“I’ve probably lost my mind, but, hey, why not? I’m days from being unemployed.” I put my hand in his, but instead of shaking it, he brought it to his mouth and kissed the top. I felt it all over. God, I’m in trouble.
He smiled wolfishly, revealing a dimple I hadn’t noticed earlier. It was a good thing he hadn’t taken that thing out before. Dangerous.
“All we have to do is get you hired now. You want some inside info?”
“Sure.”
“Tell Josh he looks like Adrien Brody. He loves it.”
I smiled warily. “Good to know.”
“And for Sam…never say you’re a Mets fan, even if you are. Yankees all the way.”
I squinted suspiciously. “You think baseball will come up in my interview for a marketing position?”
“You never know.”
“Why do I think you’re screwing with me?”
“One other thing, Josh isn’t hitting on you. That’s a twitch he’s got going on with his eye. Thought he was into me for the first week he worked here.”
I laughed. “Okay.”
Chase walked me back to the conference room, where Sam and a man I presumed to be Josh (since he looked exactly like Adrien Brody) were talking.
“Showed your interviewee the way to the ladies’ room,” Chase said and then introduced me to Josh. After we all shook hands and the three of us had taken seats in the conference room, Chase lingered in the doorway.
He held up a hand. “Nice to see you again, Reese. Good luck with your interview.”
“Would you like to stay for the interview, Chase?” Sam asked.
“No. I’m good. I’m sure you two have it covered.”