Virgin's Passion by Oliver Kayla C

Author:Oliver, Kayla C.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Green Hill Publishing
Published: 2018-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Candace

The following Monday I was a nervous wreck. But I’d never felt so energized as when I walked in the lobby of ABF and saw Patty talking with Larry.

I’ll admit that I wore an outfit that was a little more daring than usual. It was a very nice dress, cut on the bias to accent my killer curves. My heels were a lovely maroon color and several inches high, showing off my long, toned legs.

“Good morning,” I said happily, as if Larry had been my secret crush all along.

“Good morning.” Patty smiled back.

Larry didn’t say anything but I felt his eyes following me as I walked down the corridor toward my cubicle. I was just out of Patty’s view when I turned around. I caught Larry looking. Gawking was more like it. I gave him the most sincere “I’ve reconsidered” smile. I thought he was going to pass out. Within seconds, his head became shiny with sweat again and I didn’t think he heard a word Patty was saying to him.

I strolled back to my desk and saw James on his knees around the empty cubicle behind me.

“Good morning,” he said to the floor.

“Good morning.”

“You ready?”

“I am.”

It didn’t take long for Larry to come sniffing around. The word of what I was wearing spread through the office like juicy gossip usually did. You’d think an outbreak of the walking dead had just swarmed off the elevator and was eating the secretaries. The funny part was that every inch of me was covered. There was nothing extra showing. My dress came to my knees. Sure, the top showed a little cleavage, but no more than Etta ever showed. The difference was that she was built like a spark plug.

“Good morning, Candace,” Larry drawled. “Is Etta in yet?”

“Not yet, Larry. I’d give her about ten more minutes. She’s always a little slower on Mondays,” I answered coyly.

“Okay.”

“Do you want me to give her a message?” I leaned back against my desk. My bosom thrust out without my even trying. I thought Larry was going to pop a blood vessel.

“No. I’ll send her an email,” he grumbled. It was obvious his ego had been severely damaged last night. He wasn’t the kind of guy to slink away in a ball of embarrassment. He was asserting his authority by coming up to me and as he stepped a little further into my cubicle, my heart began to pound.

I could smell his cologne. I had smelled it all over the guys at Lacey’s. It was a potent combination of citrus and something like cinnamon. The cologne wasn’t cheap, but it was common especially among the frat boy clientele that came to the club. The fact that Larry was wearing it wasn’t surprising, since he seemed so desperate to live like a young man again.

“About last night.” I spoke before he could step away. Anger flashed behind his eyes and for a second, I thought this whole scenario was a bad idea. Larry Potter was not the simple horn-dog he might come across as.

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