In Her Boss's Bed by Maggie Cox

Author:Maggie Cox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2004-12-27T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

MUCH to Conall’s growing frustration, he hardly found an opportunity to have a conversation with Morgen all day. There were meetings scheduled in his diary practically back to back, and on top of that he’d spent the afternoon at the Docklands site with Stephen Ritchie and the contract manager, dealing with a particularly sticky problem that had come up. By the time he arrived back at the office it was five forty-five, and Morgen was reaching for her raincoat.

She looked startled when he blew in through the door, and her cheeks went very pink. Conall grinned. He threw down his briefcase onto the nearest chair.

‘Still here, Miss McKenzie?’ he teased. ‘If I didn’t know better I’d think you were trying to impress the boss.’

‘Seeing as I’m here most days until at least six or six-thirty, that would be an incorrect assumption on your part, Mr O’Brien.’ Colouring again, Morgen hastily slid her arms into the sleeves of her navy blue raincoat. ‘If you’re intending on staying a bit I’ve left the percolator on simmer in your office. Don’t forget to switch it off before you go. Well…have a good weekend. I’ll see you on Monday.’

‘Hey! Not so fast.’ Snagging her wrist as she breezed past him, Conall shut the door behind them and manoeuvred her deftly against it.

She felt as if her heart was about to jump straight out of her chest, and her green eyes flew wide in alarm. He was too close—didn’t he know that? Breaking all the rules of office protocol, as if he didn’t give a damn. If someone should walk in right now he’d be— But how could they walk in when her back was against the door?

Her mind raced wildly as she tried not to notice those enviably long lashes of his, the beautiful sweeping cheekbones and the bristly shadow of a beard starting to form around his hard jaw. As for his mouth—well, there was no good reason on earth why she should fantasise wanting to kiss it, was there? Just because his lips looked firm and commanding and seemed to promise a sensuality that only a woman who’d lost the will to live wouldn’t crave…that was a poor excuse for feeling her resolve crumble, wasn’t it?

‘What—what is it?’

‘I want to see you tonight. Have dinner with me.’

‘I can’t.’ Panic locked Morgen’s throat. It was impossible…not to mention dicing with death. She was already experiencing the kind of urges and longings that could get her into big trouble, and if she wanted to make her life any more complicated then she was going about it in the right way.

‘Why not?’ Quirking a dark eyebrow, Conall loomed closer. Morgen gulped.

‘Because—because I always spend Friday night with my daughter. We order in pizza and watch Top of the Pops together.’

‘Sounds nice. What about tomorrow night?’

‘I told you when we first met that I don’t get involved with people from work. It’s the one rule I don’t break.’ Tipping up her chin, Morgen challenged him to find something wrong with her reasoning.

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