Sleeping with Her Enemy by Jenny Holiday

Author:Jenny Holiday [Holiday, Jenny]
Language: ara
Format: epub
Tags: Indulgence, Forty Ninth Floor, romance, 49th Floor, Entangled, Sleeping with Her Enemy
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2015-02-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Dax managed to avoid Amy until Friday of the next week. When he walked into the kitchen at the office, she was bent over, rummaging through the refrigerator.

Of course she was. Because why would he just run into her doing something normal, like walking down the hall or waiting for the elevator?

No, Perfect Amy had to be aiming her Perfect Ass, encased in some kind of shiny, silklike deep purple fabric, at him. He squirmed, contemplating whether he should just flee like the coward he was.

But he was too late. When she emitted a huff of frustration and righted herself, it should have been a relief. But she turned, hands on hips, and she was wearing a purple minidress. And the red, red lips.

Which transformed from pursed to an enormous smile when she caught sight of him. “Hey! Long time, no see!”

“Problem?” he asked.

“Yes!” The pout returned. It was worse than the smile. “Someone stole my lunch! I brought it yesterday, but ended up on a last-minute business lunch, so I was going to eat it today.” She turned back to the still-open fridge, as if she could manifest the missing lunch. “And now it’s gone.”

“Rosemann has a bunch of temps in this week. They’re working on some huge pitch.”

“More likely it was one of the Boy Geniuses, working late last night.”

“No employee of mine would steal from you!” he protested. “They’re all in love with you.” He grinned. “Actually, maybe they would.” He mimed opening a yogurt container. “Oh, Amy’s disgusting unflavored Greek yogurt! Swoon.”

She shot him a skeptical look, and he realized too late that knowing what kind of yogurt she ate made him sound a little more…intense than he would have liked. “Well, you can have half my stale peanut butter sandwich.”

She wrinkled her nose. “Thanks, but I’m going to go downstairs and grab some lunch,” she said. “Want to come?”

“Twist my arm,” he said, jokingly holding out said arm. She surprised him by taking it as if they were in a PBS costume drama or walking down the aisle at a wedding. Well, what the hell. He escorted her out to the elevators and held the door for her when it arrived. “My lady,” he said, running with the whole Downton Abbey theme.

She grinned but didn’t take his arm again as she punched the button for the subterranean food court that lay beneath the skyscraper. “Actually, one of the Boy Geniuses asked me out.”

“What?” Okay, that was too vehement a reaction. He cleared his throat. “Which one?”

“Steve?” she said. He wasn’t sure why she was phrasing it like a question.

“Well, there’s nothing going on between us, so why not Steve?” The minute the idiotic sentence was out of his mouth, he knew it was a mistake. It wasn’t like she needed his permission to go on a date. Because there was nothing going on between them.

“Oh, so we made out a few times and now I need your blessing to go out with Steve?” she shot back.

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