His Last Nerve by Cassie Mint

Author:Cassie Mint [Mint, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Cherry Publishing
Published: 2023-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Eight

Levi

I’m in love with my assistant. How predictable of me.

Should I buy a red sports car next? Start a collection of expensive cuff links? Take up skydiving to pretend that I’m not getting older every day?

A sex scandal will be sufficient, I grumble inwardly as I prowl through the Ignis floors, harried workers scattering in my wake. We’re close to the launch now, and the air in this building seems to vibrate with tension. Every minute counts.

So close. We’re nearly there—then, disaster or not, we can breathe again for a while. My workers can take some vacation days, go and make up for lost time with their families, and I’ll…

I guess I’ll do my usual thing. Get right back to work.

Or… maybe not. Because as I stroll through the finance department, hands in my pockets and a scowl fixed on my face, an image flickers through my brain: Georgina in that bikini I imagined so long ago, stretched out on a towel in the sunny city park. One arm tossed over her eyes, a secretive smile curving her lips as I—yes, as I rub sunscreen into her stomach, my hand roaming up over her tanned body. Would she chat to me as I did it? Would she let out one of those breathy moans, shifting against the towel?

“Mr Laurent?”

I blink, drifting slowly back to earth. One of the Ignis accountants blocks my path, his smile pained. How many times has he said my name?

Caught daydreaming about my crush like a teenager. Wonderful.

“Yes?” Shaking off the embarrassment, I peer at the nervous man in his polka-dotted tie. It screams Father’s Day gift, that tie. “What is it?”

“We need you to sign off last quarter’s figures. And there are departmental budgets that need approval, and expense reports…”

On and on he goes. I suck on my teeth, fighting to listen.

This used to come so easily to me, back when work was the only thing in my life. I had no trouble focusing on all the low level bullshit of running a company, because what else was there to think about? But now…

“Fine,” I interrupt at last, my voice more clipped than it needs to be. “Send it all up to my assistant.”

My assistant, who I love.

My assistant, who dropped to her knees for me last night and sucked my cock like it was her god given purpose in life.

My assistant, who lives rent-free in my brain.

You know, that assistant.

“Yes, Mr Laurent.” The accountant hurries off, and I change course for the elevator. Who am I kidding? I don’t want to be down here, barking instructions and putting out fires. I want to be on the top floor with her.

Maybe it’s cliched, or a midlife crisis, or whatever.

I don’t care.

All I want is Georgina.

* * *

She’s not at her desk. How irritating. I flick one of the sharpies she keeps scattered over the table, the pen clattering against the wood. Where is she?

This is such a Georgina desk. A riot of color and chaos; bright and loud and unapologetic.

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