Naked Sushi by Bacarr Jina

Author:Bacarr, Jina [Bacarr, Jina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-10-14T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“We have to hide,” I whispered, instinctively taking his arm.

“Where?” he asked. “I can’t blow my cover with Briggs.”

I saw the supply room door open halfway. “In here.”

We barely had time to squeeze inside the dark room and close the door when Mr. Briggs and Ms. Sims swept past our hiding place. A whiff of her tart perfume sent a wave of nausea through me. Yuk. I cracked open the door and heard my ex-boss ordering her to check her computer files. The overhead light went on, and a familiar whir filled the silence. The cascade of blue windows coming up on the monitor cast an eerie glow on their faces.

Zombies best described them.

I cringed. What if they saw us?

Could Mr. Briggs fire me twice?

I pulled back out of sight, the sound of my breathing loud in my ears. Or was that Steve breathing down my neck? Nice. I couldn’t stop a shiver wiggling down my spine. Damn, this was no time to rev up my libido. We had to bail out of here and slip through the hidden entrance unseen.

Still, I wasn’t complaining about the delay in our getaway. What girl would? Crushed up against his hard body in the small dark room, I couldn’t get enough of him pressed up against me, his hands caressing my back. Up and down. Slowly. His lips brushing the bare skin on my neck. Every nerve alert.

I rubbed that special spot between my legs where my jeans cut into me. Damn, it burned. I wouldn’t be able to control my pent-up passion much longer. Not when it felt this good. A slow fire simmered in my belly, evoking a pleasant ache that set me on edge.

Until I heard Mr. Briggs say, “I thought you erased that girl from your computer.”

“I’m sure I deleted her,” said Ms. Sims, tapping her long black nails on her keyboard like a freak show organist. “Yes, her files are gone.”

“I still can’t figure out how she knew I was going to be at that sushi restaurant.”

The office manager stopped typing on her keyboard. The silence was so acute it made me want to grind my teeth to assure myself time hadn’t stopped. “I can,” she said.

“What do you mean?” Mr. Briggs asked, clearing his throat.

“She’s been poking around in here.”

“What?”

“See for yourself. I entered the luncheon information on your calendar. She must have hacked in here and found it.” She raked her nails across the wooden desk, straining my nerves even further. “I told you she was too smart for her jeans.”

I let out my breath, pleasantly surprised. A compliment from this woman was akin to scoring a date with a Cosmo hottie.

Mr. Briggs snorted loudly. “Then she had access to all my files, the little bitch.”

Ouch! That hurt, Mr. Briggs, I wanted to shout. I saved this company from going into the toilet when a rival software firm tried to steal our code. I stayed up two days straight patching up the holes. And this was the thanks I got?

I exhaled.

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