Fall Into You (Morally Gray Book 2) by J.T. Geissinger

Author:J.T. Geissinger [Geissinger, J.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J.T. Geissinger Inc.
Published: 2023-09-28T05:00:00+00:00

I have a few questions about the quarterly financial report you asked me to prepare for you. Would it be possible to schedule a brief meeting with you today to go over them?

Sincerely,

Ms. Sanders

I didn’t ask her to prepare a quarterly report, the sneaky little thing. She just wants to talk to me. And whose dumb idea was it that we communicate via inter-office memo anyway?

Oh, yeah. Mine. Because when I started reading Love in the Time of Cholera last week, that idiot Florentino was sending love letters to Fermina, and I knew it was Shay’s favorite book, and it seemed romantic.

Now that I’ve finished the novel, hand-writing letters seems like only something a man with no self-control and an unhealthy fixation on a woman who’ll cause him fifty years of angst would do.

I told her those romance novels were bullshit.

I pick up the phone and dial her extension.

“Shay Sanders speaking.”

“Good morning, Ms. Sanders.”

She exhales the smallest, shakiest breath, then clears her throat. “Good morning, Mr. McCord.”

“What are you doing in so early?”

“Trying to get a head start on the week, sir. Also…I couldn’t sleep.”

God, her voice. Why does her voice do things to me? It’s not like it’s throaty or seductive. It’s just hers.

I’m so fucked.

“I’m sorry to hear that. Try magnesium.”

After a beat, she says tentatively, “Pardon?”

“Magnesium. It helps with sleep and anxiety.”

“Oh. Um. I will. Thanks for the tip.”

I close my eyes, pinch the bridge of my nose, and scream at myself internally for being a giant, useless, plague-infected fool. “No problem. About that report—”

“Yes,” she interrupts. “I really need your help with it. It’s been giving me some problems. Could I come up to your office for a few minutes to speak with you about it?”

When I don’t respond because I’m struggling with how much I want to see her versus what I know is right, she whispers, “Please?”

Please. Never has a single word had such an effect on my body.

I close my eyes and attempt to banish the image of her begging me to let her come as I drive into her cunt from behind. Bent over my desk, her skirt pushed up over her perfect ass, my hard dick dripping with her—

“Yes,” I say too loudly. “Now. Come up now. Immediately.”

I slam the phone down and exhale a hard breath.

Fucking hell. This has disaster written all over it. Next thing I know, I’ll be eighty-five years old, and Shay and I will finally be going on our first date.

I pace until I hear a knock on the door. The moment I open it and I see her face, I know I’ve already lost.

I pull her inside by her wrist, close and lock the door, take her in my arms, and kiss her.

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