Page 19 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
And the worst part…
I liked it.
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At five thirty, I packed up my things, making sure to grab the paperback Langston had loaned me before leaving for the day. Landon had already left, Ben was in Justin’s office with the door closed, and Langston was on the phone, so I didn’t say anything before slipping down the hall.
Jordan was flipping off the lights when I met him by the elevator.
“Well, you made it through the first day.” His smile was as bright as it had been that morning.
“I did.”
His eyes dropped to the book in my hand and I realized I was holding it with the cover facing out.
“Ooh. What do we have here? You smutty girl, you.”
Heat traveled up my chest and engulfed my face. “Langston asked me to read it.”
His grin widened. “I just bet he did.”
It was hard to look him in the eye. “Have you read any of the authors they represent?”
“I have, actually. A few of them, in fact. There’re a couple who write gay romance.” He lifted an eyebrow. “Let’s just say, I don’t mind the sexy times.”
I chuckled, feeling my cheeks heat. I would likely have to get over this embarrassment in order to work here. Especially since it appeared Justin represented the sex toy industry.
We were still waiting for the elevator when I felt the presence of someone behind me. I turned to see Langston heading toward us, his eyes perusing me from head to toe.
Jordan smiled. “Good evening, Mr. Moore.”
“Good evening, Mr. Jenkins.”
Jordan spun back around and winked at me.
There was a sudden charge in the air, one that hadn’t been there before Langston arrived. I wondered if either of them felt it or if it was simply me and my overactive imagination.
When the elevator doors finally opened, Jordan motioned for me to go before him. There were three other people in the elevator already, so it was a smidge crowded. I managed to shift to the side, but then Langston joined us. He moved me so that I was in front of him, the warmth of him against my back.
It took everything in me not to sigh in contentment as I felt him standing there. I had the strange urge to lean into him. As it was, his scent was intoxicating. Spicy and rich, yet not overpowering. The type of aroma that made a woman want to sniff the air like a dog and follow the trail.
On the descent to the main floor, one more person got on, and at that point, I really was pressed almost completely against the sexy man at my back. I could tell Langston was keeping an appropriate distance between us.
I was pretty sure the elevator was moving at a normal speed, but for me it felt as though it was gliding down through molasses, taking its own sweet time.
Finally, the number above the door flashed one and the bell dinged.
On the main floor, several people flooded out before Langston nudged me forward with his hand at the small of my back. My eyes shot up to his face momentarily and he looked down at me. His expression was so intense I inhaled sharply.
He offered me a short nod. “I’m lookin’ forward to seein’ you on Monday, Luci.”
“You, too, sir.” And yes, I sounded breathless, but I couldn’t help it. I was sure I would ridicule myself for it later, but in that moment, it simply happened.
Langston winked, then strode out of the building with a confidence I rarely saw on many people.
“Oh, yum,” Jordan whispered as he came to stand beside me. “He is truly delicious.”
I jerked my attention over to him, hoping he didn’t see the pure lust in my eyes.
Jordan chuckled. “You get used to him. He’s intimidating, sure, but he’s always nice. At least to me.”
We headed for the main doors.
“I’ll see you on Monday, Luci. Have a good night.” With a quick wave, Jordan took off down the sidewalk. I assumed that meant he lived nearby.
I was surprised to find my car was waiting for me out front. I fumbled for my purse, wondering how much was an appropriate tip. Jordan had mentioned that parking was free—one of our topics at lunch—but I wasn’t sure if that pertained to a tip or not.
“Have a wonderful evening, Miss Wagner,” the valet said formally, handing over my keys.
I managed to retrieve my wallet, but before I could get it open, the man shook his head. “No tip necessary. It’s all taken care of.”
Taking my keys, I watched him as I moved toward my car.
I was so lost in this new world I’d found myself in, but I was loving every second.
The only thing that could’ve been better…
Tomorrow wouldn’t be Saturday.
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“So, how was it?” Kristen asked when she called shortly after I got home.
“It was great.” Even I noticed there was a little too much enthusiasm in my tone.
